Chapter 510: 466 Song Xiangqiao’s Notebook (4000 characters)_2
"She wants to see you."
Song Jiayu said on the other end of the phone.
Song Lili suddenly became fully awake, all her drowsiness dissipated by those words.
Song Xiangqiao wanted to see her...
"Now?"
Song Lili asked again.
"Lili, if you don’t want to come, it’s okay, I’m just giving you a call to let you know, not insisting you make the trip. Besides, you’re the President’s wife now, it might not be convenient."
"Dad, that’s not what I meant."
Song Lili hastily said,
"I’ll come over right now."
"Then I’ll wait for you at the hospital."
Song Lili hung up the phone, put on her coat, called Wen Nian, and then headed to the hospital.
Over the phone, Wen Nian seemed reluctant to let her go.
In truth, Song Lili herself didn’t want to go. What could she say to Song Xiangqiao?
Could she repeat the words Song Xiangqiao had said to her in her previous life as a parting admonition?
She felt there were no words left between her and Song Xiangqiao.
Yet...
As the car drove down the road, gazing at the tiny snowflakes scattering like stars across the streets, and at the pedestrians clad in padded jackets and coats—a family of three, a family of four...
No matter how cold the day, it seemed unable to freeze the warmth of a family gathered together.
Inside the Bentley, Song Lili looked at the car window, almost able to see the previous thirty-three years, how Song Xiangqiao had schemed and maneuvered against her.
Song Xiangqiao wasn’t like those foolish rivals in palace dramas, nor was she involved in dirty, underhanded sabotage.
But rather, she advanced with her own brilliance, her proud confidence, and capabilities, gradually forcing her to retreat, to fall.
And unlike this life,
In the previous life, Song Xiangqiao didn’t want her dead, but used years and days to erode Song Lili’s spirit, sharpness, and pride.
Using trivial moments of life, achievements in career, and even the companionship and possession of Wen Nian to diminish her vitality.
She still didn’t know to what extent her own death in the previous life was tied to Song Xiangqiao.
But whenever she remembered everything from her previous life, she could keenly feel Song Xiangqiao’s terrifying patience and cunning.
This lifetime...
If it wasn’t for her vigilance, if it wasn’t for Wen Nian’s calculated protection, she would have already lost to Song Xiangqiao.
"Madam, we’ve arrived."
The driver parked the car in the hospital’s underground parking lot, and as he was about to get out, Song Lili hurriedly said,
"I can go by myself. Just wait here."
"Madam, how can that be? What if you..."
The driver wanted to say more, but Song Lili had already gotten out of the car, heading on her own towards the elevator.
She wore a hat and a mask, naturally preventing anyone from recognizing her.
At the ICU entrance, the entire floor was very quiet, the sound of doctors and nurses walking back and forth like drumbeats on the heart.
Staying in the ICU was like having one’s neck under the grim reaper’s scythe, only the grim reaper’s mood could dictate survival.
The nurse led Song Lili to the rest room, where Song Jiayu and Zhuo Ting were.
Having not seen him overnight, Zhuo Ting seemed to have aged ten years, his eyes weary, devoid of any sharpness.
He turned his head and glanced at her, saying nothing.
"Lili, are you here?"
"...Yes, how is Xiangqiao doing right now?"
Song Lili asked.
"She just fell asleep again. As for when she will awake... who knows."
Song Jiayu sighed,
"Lili, you might have come here for nothing."
Song Lili sat down next to Song Jiayu, "Coming to keep Dad company is good too. I’ll wait here for a while, she might wake up again soon."
Song Jiayu held Song Lili’s hand, smiled,
"Thank you for your effort."
"Has Lerong come here at all by now?"
Song Jiayu shook his head, "She went back to the Miao family, I called her once to tell her about Xiangqiao’s condition."
"..."
"Then do you not plan on going to the government office these next few days?"
"There are some things I’ve asked the Deputy Mayor to handle, at least for the next couple of days, until Xiangqiao’s situation stabilizes, then I can work with peace of mind."
Song Lili nodded, then looked towards Zhuo Ting,
"Vice President..."
"I won’t neglect my duties, you can be assured, Madam President."
Zhuo Ting responded faintly, his voice truly devoid of any vigor.
"I meant to say, I hope the Vice President can stay strong. Xiangqiao’s situation indeed doesn’t look optimistic, but I hope you won’t give up."
Zhuo Ting took a deep breath,
"Thank you, Madam President."
He took a carefully wrapped rectangular object from his briefcase behind him, handing it over to Song Lili,