Chapter 48

Chapter 48: Hospital Encounter (3)

“Miss Jiang, on my way here I heard Professor Song’s mental state has developed some problems.” Fu Qing Han lowered his eyes and poured a cup of tea at an unhurried pace. The fragrance spread, faint steam lingering in the air.

He handed the tea to Jiang Shi Yue.

Jiang Shi Yue took it. The warmth seeped into her fingers, and she raised her brows. “Of course. It startled me.”

“You know someone posted a haunted video of South City Villa online yesterday? To be honest, it caused me a lot of trouble.” Fu Qing Han switched topics. He lowered his eyes, chuckled softly, and spoke slowly. “Not long ago, I purchased that area, including South City Villa. Negative news like this affects future development.”

Jiang Shi Yue sighed as if she shared his pain. “What a pity.”

Fu Qing Han shook his head almost imperceptibly, amusement in his voice. “Before you said that, I thought you meant it a little.”

He paused, long fingers gliding over the white porcelain cup, sounding almost casual. “Actually, the person behind this video was you, Miss Jiang. And with Professor Song’s incident, I can’t help suspecting you have ulterior motives.”

“What kind of motives do you think I have?” Jiang Shi Yue didn’t rush or explain. She simply took a slow sip of tea.

“If I’m not wrong, Miss Jiang wants to go with the flow and link the two incidents, maybe stir up another wave online.” Fu Qing Han’s tone remained calm, with no hint of anger or joy. “But you overlooked the most crucial point.”

“What is it?” Jiang Shi Yue asked with interest.

“Professor Song’s incident happened in my hospital. Do you think I would allow that video to spread?” Fu Qing Han half-smiled.

Jiang Shi Yue touched her chin. “I think you would.”

“Oh?” Fu Qing Han lifted his brows slightly. “Why do you think so, Miss Jiang?”

Jiang Shi Yue shrugged, her tone as light as ever, not the least bit anxious. “Because, Little Fu, you need something from me.”

As she spoke, she stood up with her hands behind her back, strolling with a sway. “If you cared about South City Villa being haunted, with the Fu family’s status, dealing with a video wouldn’t be hard at all. Instead, you let it spread, then you bring up Professor Song’s situation to me. Why would a Song Li Na be worth your attention? Even if she went crazy, that’s the Zhao family’s shame. And you came to find me today – was it really just to question me? Second Young Master Fu, you’re not that bored.”

The smile between Fu Qing Han’s brows deepened. He was cold and detached by nature, but washed in that faint smile, he looked heartless yet almost affectionate.

“Miss Jiang, you really are very smart. I do have one matter that requires your help. And the things you want to do, I will also do my best to help you accomplish.”

“No problem.” Jiang Shi Yue nodded readily, as if she didn’t need to think at all.

Fu Qing Han curled his lips faintly. “You’re not going to ask what it is?”

“No need.” Jiang Shi Yue looked at him with a bright smile, showing a neat row of small white teeth, adding a touch of sweet, innocent charm. “You only have one thing you need my help with, but I have too many things I want to do. When I think about it like that, I’m the one profiting.”

Fu Qing Han rarely froze. He lowered his eyes slightly and couldn’t help laughing.

After a moment…

“Miss Jiang.” His voice was still cool, yet it carried an invisible warmth. “Happy cooperation.”