Chapter 150 She had already taken wedding photos with him!

Chapter 150 She had already taken wedding photos with him.

Song Yan coldly withdrew his gaze, too lazy to pay him any attention.

I'm not hungry either.

Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow and chuckled triumphantly.

The president of a listed group just sat there with Song Yan in the hospital room, surrounded by a huge pile of food.

Moreover... it was extremely provocative.

Si Yuan sensed the tension between them, but couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

While she was hospitalized, she still had to coordinate work with Liu Yanrui. Feeling bad that Liu Yanrui was busy in Beijing alone, she decided to put more effort into product development.

Moreover, Song Yan's fever hadn't subsided yet, so he definitely couldn't eat these things.

She had just sat down and taken a few bites when she heard Song Yan cough again.

As the nurse said, if the cough is too severe, you should drink some hot water.

Si Yuan got up to pour water.

The next second, Jiang Wang suddenly pulled her and made her sit down.

"I'll go."

Jiang Wang's gaze swept past her and landed on Song Yan, who was lying pale on the hospital bed. He smiled and said, "Mr. Song, would you like some water?"

Si Yuan was somewhat surprised. Jiang Wang, with his status, had never poured water for anyone before.

She had gone out with him a few times, and every time she saw those people surrounding Jiang Wang, they had to be careful about how they offered him a drink, let alone him personally serving others.

Moreover, the person was injured because of her, so Jiang Wang absolutely cannot be allowed to come.

"No need, I'll go."

Jiang Wang didn't let go of her hand, but gently brushed his fingertips against the back of her hand, softening his tone: "It's okay, you should eat well."

He let go of her hand, got up, and slowly walked towards Song Yan.

He bent down to pick up the water glass from the bedside table, and as he filled it with water, a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes. "After all, President Song did it to save Si Yuan, so shouldn't I repay the favor?"

Song Yan was still suppressing his cough, but a feeling of itchiness was surging in his chest.

As Jiang Wang approached and tried to help him up, he suddenly turned his gaze to the window, swallowing back the cough that was rising in his throat.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice, still hoarse, carried a distinct distance: "No need, I'm much better."

Jiang Wang paused in her grip on the water glass, raising an eyebrow at his aloof demeanor, as if he were some kind of monster.

He chuckled and nodded knowingly.

"Don't worry, Si Yuan's right here. I won't do anything to you." He leaned closer, his voice lowered, tinged with a mocking provocation, "You despise me that much?"

Song Yan's eyelashes trembled. She didn't look at him, but her fingers clenched even tighter.

He never liked being touched by others.

Besides Si Yuan.

What's more, the person he's about to encounter is the one he hates the most.

The person who stole Si Yuan.

"President Jiang is overthinking it."

He spoke calmly, his tone plausible but his resistance clear: "I can't afford to accept that."

Jiang Wang realized that this was a clear attempt to get Si Yuan to take care of him.

That's quite a beautiful idea.

He didn't even receive this treatment.

Jiang Wang handed over the water glass, his tone a little impatient, "Drink it, so Si Yuan won't worry again later."

Song Yan coughed, but when he caught a glimpse of Si Yuan's worried eyes, he ultimately did not refuse again.

He didn't mean to trouble Si Yuan.

Song extended his movable hand and took the water glass.

Si Yuan had only taken a few bites when the ward door was suddenly flung open with a bang.

A hurried figure rushed in, bringing with it the chill of the air outside the door.

"Si Yuan!"

Jiang Shu's voice was somewhat flustered. Before she could even stand up straight, she rushed over and pulled Si Yuan into her arms.

"You damn Jiang Wang! You only told me about this today after something happened to your pillow, you scared me to death!"

She frantically searched Si Yuan's body, asking, "Sister, look, where are you hurt? Is it serious?"

Si Yuan was a little breathless from being hugged so tightly, and she was both amused and exasperated by Si Yuan's anxious manner. She quickly reassured her, "It's nothing, just a scratch. The doctor treated it, it's not serious."

Jiang Shu finally let go of her, and after a long while confirming that she was alright, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Shu's gaze swept over the hospital bed, and then she suddenly stopped.

His gaze fell on Song Yan's pale face. This man... looked somewhat familiar.

Where have I seen you before?

Jiang Shu frowned slightly: "Who is this?"

Before Si Yuan could speak, Song Yan, lying on the hospital bed, spoke first, his voice hoarse but clear: "I am Si Yuan's brother."

Si Yuan didn't expect Song Yan to admit it so quickly, as if he was afraid she would deny it or say something else about their relationship.

When did he become so concerned about this relationship?

She paused for two seconds, then finally nodded and added, "Yes, he saved me."

Jiang Shu paused, clearly somewhat surprised. She raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Jiang Wang, and her eyes held a hint of inquiry.

Jiang Wang looked up and met her gaze, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly, which could be considered a reluctant admission.

Jiang Shu immediately revealed a meaningful smile, turned around and walked to the bedside, looking Song Yan up and down.

Her tone was undisguisedly sharp: "So you're the cheap older brother who lets his fiancée bully our Siyuan time and time again?"

She emphasized the words "cheap brother" with extra force, as if deliberately stabbing Song Yan in the heart.

Song Yan's face was already pale, and now it had lost all color, his lips pressed into a tight straight line.

Jiang Shu smiled and nodded undeniably: "But this time, I did do something decent."

Song Yan's gaze fell on Si Yuan—it was undeniable that the Jiang family truly regarded Si Yuan as one of their own and genuinely cared about her.

The cup in my hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, as if I was about to lose all my strength.

He really can't give these things.

When she was little, he could protect her from being bullied by others and give her the best of everything. But as he grew up, he became like an outsider, only able to watch from afar, without even the right to be jealous.

Jiang Shu suddenly remembered something, ignored Song Yan, and said, "By the way, I had someone retrieve your wedding photos and they've been delivered to your bridal chamber."

The words "wedding photos" were like needles chilled to the bone, piercing Song Yan's heart in an instant.

He tightened his grip on the water glass, his knuckles turning white, the coolness of the glass seeping into his bones through his skin.

She actually took wedding photos with Jiang Wang?

She actually... wore a wedding dress for Jiang Wang?

He had thought this day would come, but he never expected it to come so soon, and he knew absolutely nothing about it.

A sharp pain spread from his chest, pulling at his wound, causing him to groan involuntarily, his face turning as white as paper.

He turned his head away, forcefully swallowing back the metallic taste that rose to his throat.

Suddenly I realized how ridiculous it was that I had gone to such lengths to make myself look like this... so pathetic.

Si Yuan and Jiang Wang have already taken wedding photos.