The Villain’s Little Sister is Spoiled by the Male Lead

Chapter 166

Until the start of the school year, Song Luokui didn't return to ChunWang Manor, much to Chi Yu's dismay, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Song Luokui patted his head, "It'll be better once school starts."

After school began, when Song Luokui didn't go home, she'd say she was staying in the dormitory. She really was staying there, except sometimes Chi Yu would secretly whisk her back to ChunWang Manor.

One day, after an intimate moment, Chi Yu suddenly said, "Someone's renovating the floor above. It's probably your brother."

Song Luokui: ...

Chi Yu played with her hair, "Want to come to my place?"

Song Luokui was confused. Wasn't she already at his place?

Chi Yu: "I mean where I originally lived." He had moved here for her.

Song Luokui: "Where did you live before? In the old courtyard house?"

Chi Yu: "No, near the Shan Yu Group. Want to go see it next time?"

"Sure."

Before they could visit, trouble struck at home.

Song Luokui was still in class when her bodyguard, Elder Sister Wen, came directly to her classroom and knocked on the door. "Excuse me, teacher. I apologize for the interruption. I'm here for our young lady, Miss Song Luokui."

Song Luokui stood up, puzzled. "I'm sorry, teacher. They're here for me. I'll step out for a moment."

As soon as she left, some classmates whispered, "It's the first time we've seen Song Luokui's family."

"That's not family. Didn't you hear her say 'young lady'?"

"I knew Song Luokui came from a distinguished family, but I didn't realize her family actually uses the term 'young lady.'"

"You can't really tell usually."

"What can't you tell? It's because you're not close to her and haven't seen her much."

"True, haha."

"I've seen her family's chauffeur. He's a standard chauffeur, you know, wearing white gloves and a suit. I heard he often picks her up from school, but it seems less frequent lately."

Outside, Song Luokui had just heard Elder Sister Wen say, "Young lady, Mr. Song has been in an accident."

Song Luokui's mind went blank, and she ran out.

On the way to the hospital, Song Luokui bit her lip, took deep breaths to calm herself, and listened to Elder Sister Wen's news: "It seems there was a serious mudslide disaster in the suburbs. Mr. Song was on his way back after handling it when he encountered an out-of-control truck."

Song Luokui's eyes reddened, "How bad are his injuries?"

Elder Sister Wen: "We're not sure yet. We'll know once we get to the hospital." She had rushed to fetch the young lady as soon as she received the news.

"Okay."

Just then, Song Luokui received a call from Chi Yu. "Hello?"

Hearing her tearful voice, Chi Yu's heart ached. "It's okay, don't be scared. I'm heading to the hospital now. Don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

"Mm." Song Luokui sniffled, tears suddenly streaming down her face. Elder Sister Wen handed her tissues.

Chi Yu kept comforting her over the phone, but soon Song Luokui had another call. "My brother's calling. I'll answer it first."

"Okay."

She hung up on Chi Yu and answered Song Luosheng's call. "Brother, Dad..."

Song Luosheng also heard Song Luokui's sobs. "Don't cry. Dad's not in serious danger. I'm already at the hospital. Don't be afraid."

Song Luokui wiped her tears, "Okay, I'll be there soon."

The car sped along the road and quickly arrived at Nanshan Hospital. Song Luokui ran inside as soon as she got out, swiftly reaching the floor where Song Moqian was. Outside the emergency room, a crowd had gathered, including Chi Yu, Song Luosheng, and some special staff members. Even the hospital director was there.

Chi Yu embraced Song Luokui, wiping her tears. "Don't worry, it'll be okay."

On the side, Song Luosheng hesitated with outstretched arms, then dropped them with a sigh. He walked over and patted Song Luokui's head. "It's okay, don't be scared."

"Mm, mm." Song Luokui nodded obediently but was still very worried.

Soon, Sheng Rong also rushed over. Her hair was slightly disheveled, but her expression remained composed, or perhaps she didn't dare show her fear.

Song Luokui immediately went to hug her. "Mom."

Sheng Rong held her, patting her back. "Your father will be fine. Don't worry."

The other staff members also hurried over to greet Sheng Rong, who shook hands with each of them.

After an anxious half-hour wait, the emergency room light finally went off. The doctor walked out, removing his mask. "The patient is out of danger. We'll move him to a ward soon. Family can visit, but please keep quiet..."

The doctor said a lot more, but everyone's hearts were relieved. Being out of danger was all that mattered.

When Song Moqian was wheeled out and into a private room, Sheng Rong first asked everyone to leave. They would be fine here; too many people would be inconvenient.

Those with business left first. Song Moqian's secretary, Zhang Secretary, stayed. Fortunately, he had been assigned other tasks and wasn't in the same car as Song Moqian. Otherwise, he'd be in the emergency room too.

Song Luokui thought of something else: "What about Uncle Kang? How is Uncle Kang?"

Zhang Secretary: "Uncle Kang is fine. He was with me doing tasks assigned by Mr. Song. A bodyguard was driving."

Song Luokui: "Then how's the bodyguard?"

Zhang Secretary: "The bodyguard is also fine. Everything's been taken care of."

"That's good."

Song Luosheng: "What exactly happened?"

Zhang Secretary: "According to the surveillance footage, the minister's car was driving on a rural road when suddenly an out-of-control truck appeared, heading straight for them. At the last moment, the bodyguard swerved into a field. The truck also overturned into the field, lightly hitting the minister's car."

There should have been cars protecting him from the front and back, but Song Moqian found it troublesome. He was there for work, not for anything else, so he had sent some people off to do tasks. He just didn't expect such an incident to occur.

"The truck driver is also injured and in emergency care. I've already asked people to investigate the accident quickly."

Sheng Rong: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Not at all. The minister had it much harder." Zhang Secretary, a middle-aged man, felt his legs go weak when he heard the news. He was truly frightened.

"Director Sheng, there's something I may need to discuss with you privately," Zhang Secretary said after some thought.

Sheng Rong glanced at Song Luokui and the others. "You stay here and keep Dad company. I need to step out for a moment."

Song Luokui obediently complied, while Song Luosheng, though frowning, had no choice but to stay. He felt that his father's accident was far from being a mere coincidence.

Outside, Zhang Secretary spoke to Sheng Rong in a hushed voice: "Just a few days ago, the Minister had a heated argument with Minister Lin. Minister Lin warned that he would regret it."

Sheng Rong's face turned grim. "Do you know what it was about?"

Zhang Secretary replied, "It might be about choosing sides. The Minister didn't share the details with me."

Sheng Rong nodded. "I understand. Don't take any action for now."

"Very well."