Don’t Make Things Difficult for Her

Sang Qianqian's hands trembled, and she almost dropped her phone. "Shen... Hello, Uncle Shen."

"I heard that you have returned to Ming City and are treating Hanyu?"

 Shen Shaofeng's tone made it seem as if Sang Qianqian had 'never died'. He sounded calm albeit just finding out she was still alive.

"Hanyu will be back at Yushui Bay tonight. Please come to Yushui Bay to treat him, Miss Sang," he said simply. "I'd like to see Miss Sang and ask about Hanyu's condition."

Sang Qianqian bit the bullet and was speechless. "Alright."

"If it's possible, can Miss Sang arrive half an hour earlier?" Shen Shaofeng asked politely.

Sang Qianqian was silent for two seconds. "I'll try my best."

"Alright, I'll wait for Miss Sang to come. I'll send the address to your phone now."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Shaofeng quickly sent her the Shen family's address. Their place wasn't far from the original Sang family's villa, only a few buildings away.