Shen ChiYan received the photo from Shen KeQin just as he was leaving the hospital.
Seeing the photo of fingers split open, revealing bone, his heart felt as if it were pricked by needles.
He had initially thought Song QiNian could handle it, and the wounds wouldn't be too deep.
He had even suspected she was faking weakness, but he never imagined her injuries would be this severe.
Gao KunLun saw Shen ChiYan looking guilty and distressed, and cautiously asked, "Fifth Master, shall we return to the old residence?"
"No! To the police station!"
Gao DaShang dared to lay a hand on his people, he should pay the price for it.
Shen ChiYan had warned Gao DaShang once before. He thought Gao DaShang would restrain himself, but unexpectedly, he had become even more aggressive.
Once Shen ChiYan took action, Gao DaShang would never see the outside world again from prison. And he had already made all the arrangements to ensure Gao DaShang would have a life worse than death in prison.
By the time he left the police station, it was already past midnight. Shen ChiYan didn't return to the Shen family's old residence but went to Jing Yuan.
Jing Yuan was a villa Shen ChiYan and Song QiNian bought after they got married.
For many years, he had spent most of his days here.
As soon as he entered the room, it was filled with gypsophila of various colors. On the wall was a painting he had done himself, depicting the back view of a girl drawing.
Every time he saw this painting, Shen ChiYan's heart would soften.
He walked over and touched the girl's back. For some reason, his chest ached fiercely.
For the next two days, Shen ChiYan was incredibly busy and did not visit the hospital or return to the old residence.
Shen KeQin, for reasons unknown, sent Song QiNian's daily updates to Shen ChiYan every day.
However, Shen ChiYan did not reply to any of them.
Song QiNian's treatment at the old residence was comparable to that of a princess.
The old madam, fearing any lingering effects on her fingers, instructed the doctor to ensure her hand healed completely. Every day, she had Zhang Ma prepare nourishing meals and soups for her.
During meals, she even had Shen KeQin feed her. After two days, Song QiNian felt she had gained quite a bit of weight.
Everyone at the old residence treated Song QiNian very well, whether it was out of respect for the old madam or out of pity for Song QiNian's situation. Song QiNian was deeply touched and grateful to them.
After Song JiaShu finished his last exam, Shen KeQin found him a job.
Since Song QiNian was unable to use her hands for a while, Shen KeQin, following her wishes, told Song JiaShu to work hard regardless of his college entrance exam results.
Fortunately, Song JiaShu was not one to give up on himself. He immediately threw himself into his work, deciding to deal with other matters after his college entrance exam results came out.
During the few days Song QiNian was recovering, she naturally couldn't go to work. Shen ChiYan didn't ask any questions.
At home, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning Shen ChiYan and Lin QiuTong in front of her, and Song QiNian didn't ask about them either.
However, every time she thought of Shen ChiYan in the quiet of the night, a dense pain would spread through her chest.
That night, Song QiNian suffered from insomnia.
She had acted impulsively when she slapped Lin LanXing at the hospital that day.
Now, thinking about it calmly, the force of her slap didn't seem that strong. Even if Lin QiuTong was knocked to the ground, her head couldn't have hit the steps.
Unless, it was intentional.
But her goal had been achieved!
Shen ChiYan cared about her deeply. One was his wife, the other his unattainable first love. He had unequivocally chosen his first love in front of his wife.
Making her, his wife, a complete laughingstock.
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and feeling a bit thirsty, Song QiNian didn't want to disturb anyone. She got up by herself and went downstairs.
It was midnight. Everyone had already fallen asleep. Song QiNian tiptoed into the kitchen, struggling to pour a glass of water using her palms.
Just as she was trying to hold the cup with her palms to drink, she suddenly heard footsteps.
She was startled, and the cup slipped from her grasp, heading straight for the ground.
Song QiNian scrambled to catch it, but a hand quickly reached out and grabbed the cup.
The cup didn't fall to the ground, and Song QiNian breathed a slight sigh of relief. But when she turned around and saw Shen ChiYan, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, her face instantly changed.
Why… was he back?
"Want some water?"
Shen ChiYan's voice was unreadable. As soon as Song QiNian saw him, she remembered the scene of him dragging her hand to apologize to Lin QiuTong.
Her heart clenched sharply, and her small face turned even paler.
At this moment, Shen ChiYan brought the cup of water to her lips, "Drink."
Song QiNian wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but she felt Shen ChiYan was a little gentle at this moment.
What was this?
Was this a slap followed by a sweet date?
She didn't drink the water and wanted to leave the kitchen directly, but Shen ChiYan blocked her path.
"Didn't you want to drink water?"
She did want to drink water, but she didn't want to drink the water he was offering.
Who knew what trick he would play on her next!
Song QiNian shook her head, indicating that she no longer wanted to drink.
"I'll give you two options. First, I'll hold the cup, and you drink it like this. Second, I'll wake someone up to feed you!"
Song QiNian stared at Shen ChiYan in disbelief. What exactly did he want?
"You've been having QinQin send me photos of you injured and weak every day, all because you wanted me to come back and see you, right? Now that I'm back, why are you putting on a brave and stubborn front!"
Song QiNian was so angry her lungs ached. She had no idea QinQin had been sending him messages. She never expected him to misunderstand her to this extent.
The doctor had told her she absolutely could not use her hands for a while, so she had to endure.
She didn't want to choose the first option, nor the second. She wanted to leave immediately.
But Shen ChiYan seemed to have run out of patience. He curved his lips into a sneer, "It looks like you want to choose the third option."
Song QiNian hadn't even reacted to what his "third option" meant when his slightly cool lips pressed down.
Realizing what he was about to do, Song QiNian clenched her teeth tightly, unwilling to let him succeed.
But Shen ChiYan had countless ways to make her open her mouth.
Half of the water spilled onto their clothes during Song QiNian's struggles, and the other half was forced down by Shen ChiYan.
Shen ChiYan added insult to injury, "I didn't expect you to like being fed water mouth-to-mouth so much!"
Song QiNian glared at him, her face flushed, partly from anger and partly from embarrassment.
The next second, Shen ChiYan suddenly reached out and touched the corner of her eye. His face was expressionless, and his voice was devoid of warmth. "Song QiNian, you didn't even dare to look at me before, but now you dare to glare at me. Aren't you afraid I'll dig your eyes out?"
Shen ChiYan was unpredictable. Even with the old madam's protection, Song QiNian was still a little afraid.
Just then, a sleepy maid came out. She had originally intended to go to the restroom, but seeing the kitchen light on, she walked over to take a look.
Seeing Song QiNian and Shen ChiYan in the kitchen, her sleepiness was instantly halved.
"Young Master, Young Madam, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Just as Song QiNian was about to seize the opportunity with the maid present and Shen ChiYan unlikely to do anything to her, and leave the kitchen, Shen ChiYan blocked her. Shen ChiYan curved his lips into a slight smile at the maid. "Your Young Madam was thirsty. I was giving her water."
Saying this, Shen ChiYan looked at Song QiNian with a half-smile, "QiQi, come, have a little more."