This Director Is Not To Be Trifled With - Chapter 36

“I don’t care who she was before; all I know is that she’s mine now.” Even Xiao Yutong herself couldn’t believe that these words actually came out of her mouth.

Xiao Yutong had already forgotten what Zhou Yao said afterwards. After Zhou Yao left, Xiao Yutong thought about many things. Zhou Yao knew things she didn’t, and if that was the case, she would be very passive because she couldn’t protect Song Xian.

Back at the company, Xiao Yutong was restless the whole afternoon. She glanced at Song Xian outside. She seemed to have recovered well after a nap, it was as if everything that happened yesterday was forgotten.

But that was for the best, at least it wouldn’t hurt so much. She hoped Song Xian had truly forgotten.

Xiao Yutong analyzed Song Xian: wearing sunglasses in strong light and at night while driving, always turning off the lights before going to bed, afraid of bright light.

“Could it be that her eyes were injured?” Xiao Yutong pondered aloud. “Nightmares, being triggered by noises like the sound of a motorcycle engine… did she have an accident?”

With this preliminary idea, Xiao Yutong began to investigate. There was a gap year after Song Xian’s college entrance exam before she started university. That must have been when it happened.

Xiao Yutong searched online for reports of car accidents and incidents in 2018. That year, Qing City had three major accidents, and she quickly focused on the one right after the college entrance exam.

Besides the timing matching, the report was strange it only listed the time and place, with no other details. Also, on any website, there was no related information, as if someone had deliberately erased it.

Though she had been in Chuan City all this time, it had been too long, and she hadn’t paid much attention to such things, so she didn’t have much impression. However, there was one person who should be able to find out.

Knock knock knock at critical moments, someone always came knocking. It was Yao Mingkai’s assistant.

“Director Xiao, here are all the materials for the new case.”

Xiao Yutong: “Okay, put them over there.”

Hisssss Xiao Yutong gestured with her eyes for the assistant to leave, then picked up the phone on the desk. The screen saver showed Song Xian’s name. She looked up at Song Xian’s workstation and caught her smiling eyes. Song Xian waved her phone. Xiao Yutong understood and tapped her own phone, replying with a loving smile.

Song Xian: [I’m meeting Jiang Chen tonight, so I won’t be going home with you.]

[I hope you eat well even if you’re alone. I’ll miss you, mwah mwah jpy.]

Xiao Yutong only replied: [Okay.]

After work, Xiao Yutong drove past a flower shop and remembered the bouquet Song Xian wanted to give her that night. She realized she hadn’t given Song Xian any gifts yet. No matter what, Song Xian was a girl, and girls should like gifts and surprises.

She bought a bouquet of fragrant roses and a bouquet of red roses, then bought a mousse cake at a nearby shop. Sweets and flowers these should be gifts no girl could refuse. After dinner, Xiao Yutong began preparing. An ordinary surprise might not be enough for Song Xian, so tonight she planned to give herself entirely.

Everything was ready only waiting for Song Xian. Xiao Yutong wore sexy pajamas and lay on the bed, trying various poses to find the sexiest one that would make Song Xian’s bl00d pressure soar. But she waited until her eyelids ached, and Song Xian still hadn’t come back.

Could it be that Song Xian wasn’t coming tonight? That wouldn’t do. She had gone through so much to prepare this. Even if she were drunk to a pulp, she would drag her back. So she called Song Xian.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered.

Xiao Yutong: “Hey, Song Xian, where are you?”

“Director Xiao?” The voice on the other end wasn’t Song Xian but someone who knew her. She guessed it was Jiang Chen.

Xiao Yutong: “Jiang Chen? Where’s Song Xian? She’s drunk again.”

Jiang Chen: “Xian Xian is in the hospital now.”

Hospital? How could Song Xian be in the hospital? Jiang Chen only said she fainted, and the details were unclear.

Xiao Yutong hurriedly changed into home clothes and rushed to the hospital, her heart pounding. She feared something bad had happened to Song Xian and was scared to lose her. This feeling lasted until she opened the door to the ward.

The usually smiling face was pale and still, lying quietly in bed with an IV drip.

“Director Xiao.”

Jiang Chen, who had been standing by her side, greeted her as she entered.

Xiao Yutong: “What happened? Why did she faint?”

Jiang Chen: “Hasn’t Xian Xian told you?”

Xiao Yutong shook her head, “She hasn’t told me anything.”

Jiang Chen: “If that’s the case, I can’t say much.”

Xiao Yutong held Song Xian’s hand and smiled, “It’s okay. I believe that one day she’ll tell me herself. Even if she doesn’t want to, it’s okay.”

Seeing Xiao Yutong’s sincere care and concern for Song Xian, Jiang Chen was genuinely happy for her. She only hoped their relationship would last longer.

Jiang Chen: “I’ll leave now. Xian Xian is in your care.”

Xiao Yutong: “Thanks for taking care of her.”

Song Xian rarely had such quiet moments. Lying still like this was quite cute, but also heartbreaking. Xiao Yutong tucked the blanket around her and went to get some hot water, in case Song Xian woke up thirsty.

After returning with the hot water, Xiao Yutong received a message from Jiang Lan, a reporter. Although many years had passed, digging up content from the old news shouldn’t be hard.

Jiang Lan: [Too much time has passed, and some info has been deliberately erased. This is all I could find.]

Xiao Yutong: [It’s enough, thanks.]

Jiang Lan: [No need to thank me. But why are you digging into such old news?]

Xiao Yutong: [It’s useful.]

Jiang Lan: [Alright! Let’s have a meal together sometime.]

Xiao Yutong: [Okay, but I’m paying.]

Her finger hovered over the link. She glanced at Song Xian on the bed and finally made up her mind to click.

The link led to a news report on Qingchuan City’s official website.

The headline in bright red was startling: “Major Traffic Accident on Huanshan Road, Four Dead, One Injured.”

This accident had shocked the city at the time. The youngest victim was only five years old. The survivor was a high school student. Besides the official news, some entertainment gossip claimed the accident was caused by the high school student’s speeding and reckless driving. However, the official website stated it was due to brake failure of a certain brand’s vehicle. Netizens didn’t care about the truth; they only wanted to believe what suited them.

As a result, many websites had articles attacking the survivor, claiming her powerful background forced the official story to be changed, along with many hateful comments.

“Everyone else died, why don’t you just die?”

“How can you live with such a guilty conscience?”

“You’re a murderer.”

“Blind eyes, deserved punishment.”

Reading this, Xiao Yutong thought: So your eyes were really injured, which is why you fear the light so much?

She got up and turned off the bright ceiling light facing the bed, then returned to finish reading all the articles and comments.

Rumors and gossip can really kill. How did Song Xian endure during that time? After suffering such a huge trauma, yet she could still smile every day what strength of heart must that take?

Seeing the harsh comments, Xiao Yutong felt angry, annoyed, and wanted to cry. She gently stroked the pale little face on the bed and those scarred eyes. She lightly touched them, but Song Xian pulled back her hand, afraid of pain.

Just a gentle touch stirred Song Xian awake.

“Xiao Yutong, why are you here? Where’s Jiang Chen? Where am I?” They had been drinking and partying, so how did she end up in the hospital? Did she relapse again?

Xiao Yutong held Song Xian down, “You’re asking too many questions at once. Which one should I answer first?”

Though the main light was off, there were still some side lights, so the room wasn’t dark. With them so close, Song Xian immediately saw that Xiao Yutong’s eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

Song Xian asked, “What’s wrong? Did you just cry?”

Xiao Yutong replied seriously, “Are you asking too many questions? You’re the patient; say less.”

She helped Song Xian lie down properly, then gently raised the bed. She poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Song Xian, who obediently drank most of it.

Such a major accident inevitably caused psychological trauma. Xiao Yutong already guessed why Song Xian fainted but still asked knowingly, “Did you drink too much?”

Song Xian didn’t answer, only blinking her big eyes cutely, turning from a wolfdog into a gentle kitten. Xiao Yutong really wanted to kiss her, but there was someone in the next bed, separated only by a curtain, so she held back.

Her heart was gentle as water, but her face was cold as ice, “Speak.”

Song Xian quipped, “You told me not to talk.”

That little mouth could really chatter, which meant she was almost better. Xiao Yutong looked indifferent, “Suit yourself.”

Xiao Yutong’s eyes were red; maybe she even cried secretly while asleep. Because of how much she cared for her, Song Xian didn’t hold it against her and obediently replied, “I didn’t drink much. Maybe I was just too tired.”

Song Xian: “I already answered your question. Can you answer one for me?”

Song Xian: “Did you cry just now?”

“No, why would I cry?” Xiao Yutong explained nervously, “I’m just tired. My routine’s been messed up by you.”

“Blame me,” Song Xian shrugged, then patted the space next to her, “Then I’ll give you back your time now. Come up and sleep!”

Xiao Yutong wasn’t playing hard to get she really thought the bed was too small. Sure enough, lying together, even turning over was difficult. The worst part was, people from the next bed would pass by when going to the bathroom, making Xiao Yutong uncomfortable sleeping under their watchful eyes.

Plus, thinking about Song Xian’s accident made her even more awake. After lying down for half an hour, she still couldn’t sleep.

She wanted to turn over but was afraid of waking Song Xian. She didn’t know if Song Xian was asleep, but hearing her even breathing rhythmically, she assumed she was.

Flushing sounds came from the bathroom. Xiao Yutong held her breath and only relaxed when the lady in the next bed returned.

The bedrail was digging into her knees and very uncomfortable, so she decided to turn over. After great effort, she succeeded. Just as she was quietly happy, Song Xian, who had been facing her, also turned over.

“Why are you moving around? Can’t sleep?” Song Xian’s voice was so soft that only Xiao Yutong could hear.

“Did I wake you up?” Xiao Yutong asked.

“No, I can’t sleep either,” Song Xian leaned close to her ear, “Sister, I want to sleep with you.”

Author’s note:

Song Xian: “Sister, I want to sleep with you.”

Xiao Yutong: “Can you ‘sleep’ me into submission?”