NOVPUBChapter 567: 567, met again, Li Chengyun
Chapter 567: 567, met again, Li Chengyun
As she took a car from the suburbs to the city, she suddenly started dry heaving in the car, her back periodically getting cold.
But at that time, Song Qinghuan didn’t think much, assuming it was just motion sickness — she did get car sick rather often.
Upon returning to the city, she didn’t go back to her hotel rest, choosing instead to visit the famous Food Street of Q City, ready to enjoy its local dishes.
However, as soon as she entered the alley, the scent of greasiness made her nauseous.
Realizing she was losing control, she quickly ran out, found a secluded place, and began throwing up, not stopping till she was practically vomiting bile.
Then, she felt completely drained, stomachache, even her abdomen was hurting. She had no appetite left — merely the smell made her want to throw up.
Song Qinghuan had no choice but to return to the main road, ready to hail a cab back to her hotel.
The wind whistled past, bringing another wave of greasy smell. Song Qinghuan felt her stomach churn and ended up throwing up again, though bringing up practically nothing this time. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒
After throwing up again, she felt even more weak, barely able to stand up, having to squat down by the roadside.
Just then, a black sedan slowly approached. The driver, spotting Song Qinghuan squatting by the road, was mildly taken aback.
Clearly, he recognized Song Qinghuan.
Soon after, he turned to the man seated in the backseat, respectfully saying, “Mr. Li, it seems like, it’s Mrs. Shi.”
“Hm?” Accompanied by the man’s cold voice, he put away the document on his lap, crossed his right leg over his left, moved with fluid elegance.
He too, saw Song Qinghuan squatting by the roadside, looking mildly surprised.
Meeting her in New York was one thing, but running into her again in Q City? Where’s Shi Yuhuan?
This man was indeed Li Chengyun, and the driver was his trusted aide, Adai. Adai had accompanied Li Chengyun to A City in the past, and therefore recognised Song Qinghuan.
In typical Li Chengyun fashion, he would normally disregard Song Qinghuan.
But noticing her odd pallor, if a small gesture of aid could earn a favor from Shi Yuhuan, that didn’t seem too bad.
Raising his hand, he signaled Adai to stop the car.
Squatting on the ground, Song Qinghuan sensed a car stopping in front of her. She glanced up instinctively, just in time to see the car’s door opening and a pair of slim legs stepping out.
The elegantly postured man stood in front of her, garbed in a black suit today with a light blue shirt inside, a striped tie, and a pair of sharp, long eyes set in a proud, handsome face. With thin lips held together lightly, he exuded elegance and nobility, appearing as an embodiment of a perfect sculpture.
Their gazes met in the air. Song Qinghuan shivered subconsciously as she caught his look.
Li Chengyun?!
Song Qinghuan widened her dark eyes, how did the world become so small all of a sudden? After meeting once in New York, they’ve run into each other again in Q City.
“What a coincidence..” She forced a smile and tried to stand up and greet him.
Li Chengyun’s dark, icy stare moved about, observing the crowd around them. His thin lips moved asking, “Where is Yuhuan?”
Just as Song Qinghuan was about to reply, standing up made her stomach churn and the wind brought waves of nauseating greasy smell causing her to dry heave again.
“Take me to a hospital,” she barely managed to say when she felt herself about to fall to the ground.
Realizing her condition, Li Chengyun instructed his driver, Adai, to help Song Qinghuan into the car and immediately drove to the nearest hospital.
