Chapter 78: A Husband Who Isn’t on the Same Level

Song Yinyin was dragged away by someone, and she still wanted to say something, but Ling Hanyu didn’t even glance at her; instead, he turned to Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian was enduring the pain as she carefully buttoned Ling Hanyu’s shirt, one button at a time.

For a brief moment, the office was empty, and the two locked eyes.

“I’m fine; there’s no need to go to the hospital. The pain is already gone,” Song Qingtian said as she continued to adjust the buttons.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“Kiss me…”

Ling Hanyu’s words came as a shock.

Song Qingtian looked up at him: “You…”

“Prove it with this.”

“Who would use that as proof? My foot is injured, not my mouth…”

Ling Hanyu leaned in and kissed Song Qingtian, clearly dissatisfied, pinching her chin as he explored her lips again and again before finally letting her go.

He walked around the desk and called Secretary Yang, telling him not to cancel the meeting and to postpone the hospital visit for now.

Secretary Yang hadn’t made any arrangements yet, but he also thought it might not be necessary to go to the hospital.

After hanging up, Ling Hanyu went back to work.

Song Qingtian stared at the tie on her wrist—it actually looked quite nice.

Time had passed, and even if she untied it, divorce wouldn’t be allowed anyway, so she decided not to bother.

Song Qingtian sat up straight; she had a great figure, with perfectly defined curves.

These days, she’d been running around so much that she’d actually become even more toned.

From behind, she looked like the golden ratio.

Ling Hanyu had originally planned to focus on work, but seeing Song Qingtian made it impossible for him to concentrate.

So he simply leaned back on the sofa and rested.

Song Qingtian, meanwhile, stared at the phone on the floor, regretting her impulsiveness.

She got off the table and slowly crawled toward the phone.

When she reached it, she picked it up and curled up on the sofa.

Ling Hanyu looked at Song Qingtian: “Song Qingtian.”

His tone was cold—icy, extremely cold.

Song Qingtian looked at Ling Hanyu: “What is it?”

“Is Song Yinyin the reason for the divorce?”

Song Qingtian didn’t answer.

Yes, but it wasn’t the main reason.

That’s why she couldn’t respond.

Ling Hanyu’s expression darkened—so there really was someone else!

“Give up while you still can!”

He closed his eyes and ignored her completely.

Song Qingtian hadn’t expected Ling Hanyu to call her with good news anyway; she didn’t care about how he acted.

She lowered her head to look at the phone—and surprisingly, it hadn’t broken; it was still in perfect condition.

Secretary Yang soon came over to urge them—the meeting time had arrived.

Ling Hanyu went to the meeting, leaving Song Qingtian in the office, which was rather boring, so Song Qingtian took a nap.

Just as she was falling asleep, the phone rang.

She glanced at the screen—it was Qin Zhengxiao.

Thinking of Qin Zhengxiao’s face, Song Qingtian really wanted to answer the call, even if she couldn’t do much, just a few comforting words would be enough.

But Song Qingtian didn’t want to pick up the phone and further burden Qin Zhengxiao.

If it weren’t for Qin Zhengxiao coming to City A, he wouldn’t have gotten into trouble in the first place.

Now that things had turned out this way, it was best not to keep in touch anymore.

Yet not answering the phone made Song Qingtian feel restless.

Just then, Aunt Chen called her, and Song Qingtian answered.

“Mommy… it’s Nuonuo!”

Ling Nuonuo missed her mom and asked Aunt Chen to call her—she wanted to talk to Mommy.

Aunt Chen wasn’t really keen on it, after all, since the day Madam left home until now, she still didn’t know exactly what had happened.

But Secretary Yang had come to the house to pick up some change of clothes and told her that Madam had sprained her ankle, presumably in the hospital.

That’s when Aunt Chen finally made the call.

Ling Nuonuo held the phone in both hands, tears welling up in her eyes—she missed her mom so much!

“Mommy…”

Before Song Qingtian could say anything, Ling Nuonuo was already wiping her tears and crying.

Song Qingtian’s heart ached.

“Nuonuo… Nuonuo, what’s wrong?”

Seeing the situation, Aunt Chen hurriedly took the phone away—and as soon as she did, Ling Nuonuo burst into tears.

Song Qingtian couldn’t sit still any longer.

She quickly stood up: “Aunt Chen, I’m going back right away—please hurry and give the phone back to Nuonuo!”

Aunt Chen panicked too and immediately handed the phone back to Ling Nuonuo.

Holding the phone, Ling Nuonuo cried as she told Song Qingtian how much she missed her mom.

Realizing what was happening, Song Qingtian didn’t even care who she was talking to; she rushed out of the office.

All the way, from getting into the elevator to leaving the company, she kept making calls.

Once she got into the taxi, Song Qingtian was already sweating from the pain.

The driver dropped her off at the villa, and as soon as Song Qingtian stepped out, she saw her daughter Ling Nuonuo, with Aunt Chen by her side.

Ling Nuonuo hurried over: “Mommy…”

Song Qingtian felt a pang in her heart—her daughter was so young, her heart was far too fragile.

She couldn’t afford to make such a basic mistake again; she had to keep her daughter by her side at all times.

Song Qingtian was a classic case of forgetting her husband once she had a daughter—Ling Hanyu simply didn’t exist in her world.

As soon as she saw her daughter, she forgot all about Ling Hanyu, and even forgot to tell him she was heading home.

When Ling Hanyu finally returned after the meeting, who was left in the office?

End of Chapter 78: A Husband Who Isn’t on the Same Level