Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Sang Qiao: What time will you return tonight?

“Sister Qiao, I just need to grab another pair of socks.” Chen Ling said with a timid smile, carrying her small backpack and then walked to the balcony.

She had thrown the socks into the washing machine yesterday. Because they were so small, they got squeezed into the corner, and since it was so dark, she hadn’t noticed them, hence she forgot to take them out to dry.

When she opened the lid of the washing machine, she immediately saw several pairs of socks at the edge. She reached out, and as soon as she grasped them, a sharp pain shot through her palm and fingertips.

“Sss… Ah…”

Chen Ling’s pained voice instantly drew the attention of the people outside.

When Sang Qiao and several security guards arrived, they saw Chen Ling’s right hand covered in blood, which was a shocking sight.

“What happened?”

“There are razor blades in the socks.” Chen Ling looked at the several pairs she had tossed on the ground, which were fine when she put them in for washing yesterday.

So, someone else must have come in and stuffed the blades there…

No normal person would know she had socks left unwashed in the machine, going out of their way to hide blades in them.

Her fingertips curled slightly, and she harbored a guess in her mind that she dared not consider — no, it couldn’t be…

“It’s our negligence for not having checked the room thoroughly. Call an ambulance quickly, and take her to the hospital.”

The security team leader slapped his forehead, overwhelmed. The homeowner hadn’t been injured before, and the situation hadn’t been so grave.

Now it was a total mess.

“Yes, yes, yes.” One of the security guards immediately went out to make the call.

“Everyone, get to the bottom of this.” Sang Qiao dared not touch Chen Ling’s injured hand for fear of increasing the bleeding and could only hold her other hand.

Chen Ling was also clutching her palm tightly, the pain growing more intense.

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Jiangcheng Third Hospital

When Chen Ling walked out of the main entrance, she saw her entire right palm nearly wrapped up, and she felt utterly desperate. Now… should she still go to Sister Qiao’s house?

“Sister Qiao, I might be a bit of an inconvenience like this, maybe…”

“Let’s go; my house has domestic help who can take care of you. If you mind, I can do it myself.” Sang Qiao’s words effortlessly alleviated her concerns.

After the recent crazy fan incident, she was even more worried about letting Chen Ling go home injured alone. Rumor had it that Chen Ling’s own residence didn’t even have security measures. If she encountered another stalker, the consequences were unimaginable.

“Okay.” In the end, Chen Ling could only follow Sister Qiao home.

Due to some delays on the road, when they arrived at the villa, they already saw Jiang Chaoyuan and Liao Liao sitting in the living room.

The domestic help served them tea and water and considerately cut some fruit while staying nearby, ready to attend to their needs at any moment.

It made the three guests quite anxious, tremble with social fear.

“You don’t need to be so enthusiastic. We’re fine sitting here. If you have other work, please feel free to go ahead,” Liao Liao said with a smile on her face.

After all, the domestic workers were so polite, and she didn’t want to appear too harsh and hurt their hospitable hearts.

“Alright.”

The domestic workers stayed beside them, still not leaving the living room. Sister Qiao had instructed them to take good care of the guests. If Sister Qiao returned and saw they had neglected the guests, they couldn’t explain themselves.

The living room was silent. As Sang Qiao and Chen Ling approached, the others immediately noticed them.

Liao Liao was the first to speak, noticing the gauze on Chen Ling’s hand with concern in her eyes, “Sister Qiao, you’re back, what happened to Chen Ling’s hand?”

“Sister Qiao, Chen Ling.” Jiang Chaoyuan subconsciously wanted to walk over and drape an arm around Chen Ling’s shoulder but then remembered that Chen Ling was now a girl and he couldn’t casually sling his arm around her as he used to.

“I’m fine, it’s just a superficial wound.” Chen Ling chuckled dryly, feeling less tense seeing all the familiar faces, in contrast to the strangeness of the new place.

“Everyone sit down, no need to be formal, just make yourselves at home.” Sang Qiao casually found a seat on a sofa and didn’t make a special effort to entertain them.

She turned her head to look at the maid, “The hot pot can be prepared now.”

“Yes.” The maid immediately went into the kitchen to get busy.

Sang Qiao’s casualness also relaxed everyone else a lot, and they began chatting away.

“Chen Ling, what happened to your hand? That bandage looks so thick, it must be quite a serious wound,” Liao Liao said, her eyes revealing her distress.

You should know, in the company, she had her two favorites. Seeing Chen Ling hurt was like witnessing her own daughter in pain, which pained her deeply.

“It’s not very serious, I can remove the bandage tomorrow. On the way back with Sister Qiao, we encountered some haters, but luckily Qiao is skilled, and she dealt with those people quite easily. However, I didn’t expect that they had actually hidden a razor blade in my sock.”

Chen Ling was still lively and admiring of Sister Qiao when she recounted the first part of the story.

The second part made her involuntarily think of her amiable dorm mate, but at that moment, without the truth fully revealed, she didn’t dare to voice her suspicions.

“That’s despicable, to put a razor blade in your sock, beasts!”

“If I were there, I would have beaten them so badly they’d cry for their parents!”

As they talked eagerly, Sang Qiao didn’t join in; she was scrolling through her phone, sending a message to Si Chenli asking what time he would be home tonight.

Ah Li: [There’s some work at the company that requires overtime, probably around seven. You start eating and don’t wait for me.]

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: [Okay.]

After closing the chat, she saw the dozen messages Ah He had sent her.

Ah He: [Qiaoqiao, what should I do, Shangguan Yuan’s mother gave me a red envelope with ten thousand and one yuan in it, does this mean she wants me to get lost from her son’s side?]

Ah He: [Ahhhh, I’ve checked, it means ‘one in ten thousand,’ I’m so happy!]

Ah He: [It’s over now, I clogged their toilet, it wasn’t me! I accidentally dropped the eye cream from the vanity into it, and in a panic, I hit the flush button.]

Ah He: [Fortunately, Shangguan Yuan came in and fixed it for me.]

Ah He: [This time I’m really screwed, I can’t use a knife and fork, and I accidentally stuck the fork next to Shangguan Yuan’s dad’s table.]

Sang Qiao’s lips couldn’t help but curl into a faint smile; it was clear Ah He was having some awkward yet happy moments in Shangguan Yuan’s home.

She casually typed a two-word reply.

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: [Keep it up.]

“Sister Qiao, the hot pot broth is ready, and all the ingredients are set, do you want to serve it now?” The maid came out from the kitchen to report.

“Yes, bring it out.”

“Okay.”

The maid quickly and orderly brought out all sorts of dishes, the aromatic broth, the appetizing fiery red color, and the table was set with an abundance.

Various drinks and beer were also brought out and placed around each table and chair, convenient for everyone to reach.

“Come and eat everyone, after we finish we can watch Chen Ling’s drama,” Sang Qiao stood up and called out.