Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son-Chapter 60 - Much Better

He turned his head and asked Secretary Zhang, “Where are the things I asked you to bring?”

Secretary Zhang picked up a bag and handed it to Song Jinze, “President, the stores were all closed this morning, but I saw a set of pure cotton home wear in your luggage last night, it’s still new.”

The lady should be able to wear it.

This morning Secretary Zhang saw a WeChat message from the President on his phone, showing the timestamp as 3:12 a.m.;

[Bring a set of ladies’ casual wear when you come in the morning.]

Seeing the time it was sent, and the request made, Secretary Zhang frowned upon waking up, until just now when he arrived at the ward…

He seemed to understand everything.

Song Jinze’s brows furrowed slightly as he took the bag, just when the door to the ward opened, and Su Xi came in from outside, “Eh, you’re all here, wasn’t it agreed that I would bring breakfast?”

Su Xi was leading her son Cheng Jiaming, and two men followed behind her, one of them, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, was recognized by both Song Jinze and Secretary Zhang.

It was President Cheng Zheng of Cheng Group, with whom they were discussing a cooperation recently.

Seeing Song Jinze and Secretary Zhang, Cheng Zheng’s expression stiffened, “President Song?”

He hadn’t expected to run into Song Jinze here.

Su Xi looked at the two men and asked Cheng Zheng, pointing to Song Jinze, “Husband, do you know him?”

“This is President Song of Jiangcheng,” Cheng Zheng explained to his wife with a smile.

Secretary Zhang: This woman is Mrs. Cheng?

Su Xi’s face immediately showed a look of surprise and she laughed, “This really is a bit of a coincidence, though I feel a bit sorry for Mrs. Song.”

Regarding what happened last night, Su Xi specially dragged her husband over today to apologize to Ye Zhenzhen.

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Thinking that Ye Zhenzhen’s clothes were no longer wearable, she had also brought some clothes for her, considering that everyone would sit together later to talk about how to compensate Ye Zhenzhen.

Su Xi also asked Cheng Zheng, “Have you finalized the cooperation with President Song?”

Cheng Zheng: This is really bringing up an awkward subject!

He subtly gestured with his eyes, signaling his wife to stop talking.

Su Xi raised her eyebrows slightly and threw Cheng Zheng a warning glance.

Cheng Zheng remained silent, just tilting his head slightly.

Song Jinze’s eyes narrowed slightly, lips unintentionally pressing into a frown, he remained silent as the air in the ward suddenly became still, awkwardly cold.

“Xiao Chen, did you brush your teeth this morning?”

After freshening up, Ye Zhenzhen came out of the restroom, and upon seeing the ward crowded with people, she paused mid-step. What happened in just a few minutes to bring so many people here?

Xiao Chen: “I brushed my teeth!”

Su Xi stepped forward in her high heels to approach Ye Zhenzhen, “Are you feeling any better?”

Ye Zhenzhen smiled faintly, “Much better.”

“I brought you some breakfast…”

Before Su Xi could finish, Song Jinze handed over the paper bag he was holding to Ye Zhenzhen and said indifferently, “Go and change your clothes.”

Ye Zhenzhen: …

She had just seen her cut sleeve in the restroom and was thinking, if she could be discharged, she would still have to go back to Anshan Hotel to get her luggage and change her clothes.

Unexpectedly, this man had prepared for it.

Song Jinze saw Ye Zhenzhen rooted to the spot and thought she might be displeased, so he explained, “The stores aren’t open yet, the clothes are new, I haven’t worn them once, just make do for now.”

Ye Zhenzhen: ?

Were there men’s clothes inside?

She took the bag, at a loss for words for the moment.

This plastic husband seemed to be taking excessive care of her.

Su Xi spoke up again, “Hey, I brought you women’s clothing.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the man standing next to Cheng Zheng took the bag in his hand, handed it over to Su Xi, and then slightly bowed to Su Xi, “Madam, then I will step out first.”

Ye Zhenzhen recognized the man; he was the driver who had driven her to the hospital last night.

Su Xi waved her hand, “Go wait in the car.”

“Here you go, your size should be similar to mine; these are all new too.” Su Xi handed the paper bag to Ye Zhenzhen.

With women’s clothing available, Ye Zhenzhen naturally wouldn’t wear Song Jinze’s clothes. She handed back the paper bag to Song Jinze, took Su Xi’s bag, and headed into the room.

Su Xi: “Do you need help?”

Ye Zhenzhen replied, “No thanks, I’m good.”

After Ye Zhenzhen left the living room, Secretary Zhang invited the Cheng Zheng Couple to sit on the sofa, poured them water, and handed it over, “President Cheng, Mrs. Cheng, please have some water.”

Su Xi: “There’s no need to be so polite.”

Cheng Zheng cleared his throat with a slight awkwardness and took a sip of water.

The awkward air in the living room once again quickly solidified…

Su Xi brought up the topic again, asking Cheng Zheng, “Did you sign the contract with President Song?”

Cheng Zheng: …

Why is this woman still here!

Secretary Zhang replied, “Not yet.”

“Ah~” Su Xi glanced at Song Jinze and then turned to Cheng Zheng to question him, “Cheng Zheng, what do you mean by this? Didn’t you say that the contract would be settled last night? You…”

The corner of Secretary Zhang’s mouth involuntarily curled up as he exchanged glances with Song Jinze next to him, a thin, shallow smile flickering in his eyes.

Secretary Zhang had investigated a couple of days ago: Cheng Zheng was someone who feared his wife. Although Cheng Corporation was now under Cheng Zheng’s management, a large portion of the assets he controlled should, in fact, have belonged to the Su family.

It was mainly thanks to Su Xi that Cheng Zheng obtained the controlling interest from the Cheng family.

Song Jin didn’t seem to care as he raised an eyebrow, “Mrs. Cheng doesn’t need to be this way. After all, the sincerity from President Cheng’s side is indeed beyond our reach at Huanya.”

Su Xi stood up, with a sincere face inquiring Song Jin, “What does President Song mean?”

Song Jin’s thin lips moved slightly, “3 percentage points.”

Cheng Zheng sprang up from the sofa as well, “Hey, that’s not right, President Song, you clearly said last night…”