Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son-Chapter 59 - Is bed number 59 too small

“Not bad.”

It’s just that the bed is a bit small, and the mattress is somewhat uncomfortable, leaving my back feeling sore.

It might also be because of the mountain climbing yesterday, my calves are a bit sore as well.

“Just woke up?”

Ye Zhenzhen: ?

Their relationship doesn’t seem to have reached the point where they engage in small talk to create a warm atmosphere, does it?

“Just woke up.” She replied in a tone devoid of warmth.

Oh, got it.

Ye Zhenzhen, recalling what Xiao Chen had said before leaving, seemed to understand something, “So it was you who took care of me last night, thank you.”

Although she was indifferent to this man, after all, he ‘took care of’ her, so she still had to be polite and thank him.

Song Jinze didn’t care about the woman’s thanks.

His dark eyes slightly narrowed as he observed her expression, thinking to himself whether she had been pretending to sleep or was actually asleep last night.

Earlier on, he had noticed a blood-red mark on his forehead in the mirror of the bathroom, caused by this woman…

Now, looking at Ye Zhenzhen who doesn’t seem to have any abnormal reaction, nor does it appear to be fake, Song Jinze’s inner irritation somewhat subsided.

Maybe, she didn’t intentionally ‘take care’ of him like that last night.

His anger had subsided, but not completely. He curled his lips into a sneer and snorted, “Mediocre yet always meddling.”

Heh~ Is he calling her mediocre?

Ye Zhenzhen immediately got angry, “Mediocre? How am I mediocre? Besides, stepping in to help isn’t meddling.”

Song Jinze raised an eyebrow, his gaze heavy as he looked at the woman, “Lying on a hospital bed, if not mediocre, then what? Don’t know your own limits? Can’t bear pain, cries easily, uses more anesthesia than the average person, and still talks about stepping in to help. What if…”

He hadn’t finished speaking when an excited little voice came from the door, “Daddy! Mommy!”

Song Yuchen, dressed neatly, rushed into the room and ran up to Ye Zhenzhen, “Daddy, are you arguing with Mommy?”

“You’re not allowed to fight! Mommy is a girl, you should be a little more considerate.” Otherwise, if Ye Zhenzhen divorces you, I won’t have a mommy.

Song Jinze: …

Is he now being re-educated by his own son?

Ye Zhenzhen’s rising anger immediately halved, and she stroked the little guy’s head, “Xiao Chen, we’re not arguing.”

Looking at such a cute child, Ye Zhenzhen instantly understood the meaning behind the man’s earlier words. This plastic husband was blaming her for not taking good care of the child…

Then, looking indignantly at Song Jinze, she retorted, “I admit, it was my negligence last night, but I’m not mediocre. Who would have thought that weakling robber would suddenly pull out a knife?”

In her previous life, she had undergone some training while filming, so although she was not incredibly skilled, she was capable of basic self-defense.

However, last night was the first time she had taken the child to such a dark and desolate place. At the time, she hesitated, and the robber, who appeared frail and ran fast…

She had thought that snatching the bag back would be the end of it.

Not wanting to leave a bad impression on Xiao Chen, she hadnever even considered getting into a fight or anything like that, but unexpectedly, the robber behaved like a desperado, pulling out a knife and stabbing wildly at her…

As for the anesthetic, even she didn’t know that her own body was not sensitive to it.

The first injection given by the doctor last night was unexpectedly painful, and Ye Zhenzhen hadn’t anticipated that the local anesthetic would have no effect on her at all.

That painful muscle memory was still fresh in her mind, simply unbearable for a normal person…

Song Yuchen nodded in agreement with what Ye Zhenzhen had said.

Then, the little guy turned to Song Jinze and said earnestly, “Daddy, my mom is not weak at all. You have no idea how long that bad guy’s knife was yesterday…”

While saying this, Song Yuchen stretched out his arms, “The bad guy’s knife was 40 meters long~”

Song Jinze: …

Ye Zhenzhen: “Xiao Chen, don’t you think 40 meters is a bit exaggerated?”

“That’s how long it is, 40 meters!” Song Yuchen insisted seriously, “Mom, you were the bravest. If that bad guy didn’t have a knife, you definitely wouldn’t have gotten hurt.

It’s just that dad doesn’t know the situation. Don’t be mad at him.”

Ye Zhenzhen: …

This little guy sure was articulate.

His logic wasn’t wrong, but this little cutie probably had no concept of how long a 40-meter knife would be.

Song Jinze was utterly speechless, feeling that Ye Zhenzhen was being too stubborn.

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When Secretary Zhang entered the hospital room, it was only 7:30 in the morning. Seeing that the family of three were all awake, he greeted Ye Zhenzhen with a standard professional smile, “Madam, did you rest well? If there’s anything you need, just tell me.”

Ye Zhenzhen shifted a bit and sat up slightly, replying politely, “It’s been okay, though the bed isn’t very comfortable. Could you ask the doctor when I can be discharged at the earliest?”

Ye Zhenzhen was thinking that her arm was just an external injury, so she shouldn’t need to stay in the hospital for long. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in the hospital.

Secretary Zhang: “Certainly, madam. I’ll go out and ask in a bit.”

Song Yuchen: “Uncle Zhang.”

“Are you hungry, Xiao Chen? Uncle brought breakfast. It’s on the table outside. Shall we go eat?”

“Sure.”

Immediately, Secretary Zhang cast a sharp glance at the scratch on his boss’s forehead. He casually inquired, “President Song, that wound on your forehead…”

Speaking of the injury, Song Jinze swept a meaningful glance at Ye Zhenzhen and walked towards the dining area outside, “I bumped it in the restroom this morning.”

To say it was inflicted by the woman lying on the bed was something he couldn’t bring himself to say.

The perceptive Secretary Zhang noticed President Song glanced at madam while answering and realized the response was an attempt to cover the truth.

That scratch was obviously caused by a fingernail.

And thinking about how madam just said that the bed was uncomfortable…

As an adult man himself, he could guess what that implied.

He had not expected the President, known for his strong self-control, to be so unrestrained with madam…

Especially when madam was injured…

With these thoughts, Secretary Zhang inadvertently took another glance at his boss, considering that President Song, with his large build, sharing the narrow hospital bed with madam must indeed have been…

Quite a challenge for both the small bed and madam.

No wonder madam said the bed was uncomfortable…