My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy

Fortunately, Ding’s mother was at my side, skillfully making conversation. At the dinner table, she kept serving me dishes.

Then she casually said to Ding Yinuo,

“Anuo, when you were in a vegetative state at the city hospital, it was Xiaoyun who took care of you. She worked herself to the bone for you, neglecting food and drink, and lost over ten kilos!”

Ding Yinuo hadn’t spoken yet.

Jiang Jiaying laughed and said,

“Ah… Ding Yinuo became a vegetable all because of the messy love triangle with Song Xiaoyun and Gu Yuanzhou. In a fit of rage, Yuanzhou had someone run Ding Yinuo over like that. If you think about it, what Song Xiaoyun is doing is essentially self-redemption. Speaking of hardship, our hospital has nurses who can provide round-the-clock care. There’s no helping it if she didn’t want to use the nurses.”

Though the words were harsh, they were the truth.

It was Ayu who caused the accident…

Ayu was one of Yuanzhou’s people, and whether or not Yuanzhou ordered it, others generally believed it was Yuanzhou’s doing.

I had no defense.

I glanced at Ding Yinuo, who was calmly eating his meal with no sign of objection to what was said.

It seemed like he, too, accepted Jiang Jiaying’s version of events.

Ding’s mother sighed and continued,

“Xiaoyun went so far as to test the effectiveness of acupuncture on herself first, puncturing her skin with needles until she was covered in holes.”

Upon hearing this, Ding Yinuo glanced at me.

Jiang Jiaying just laughed,

“Auntie, you really shouldn’t bring that up anymore. Miss Song doesn’t have a medical license; her treating Ding Yinuo privately is illegal, and if that’s investigated, she could face jail time for it. To be honest, though she may have hurt herself with needles, it’s not something deserving of sympathy. What era are we living in that we still play up such martyrdom? Besides, our hospital is full of reputable traditional Chinese medicine doctors, any one of whom would be a hundred times better than Miss Song. Yet, she insisted on doing it herself, showing she was not only irresponsible to herself but also to Ding Yinuo.”

All my efforts and kindness towards Ding Yinuo, as spoken by Jiang Jiaying,

became worthless.

Yet, there seemed to be nothing wrong with her words.

Ding’s mother looked slightly embarrassed.

Afterward, she spoke some words in my favor.

Although Jiang Jiaying did not argue back, Ding Yinuo showed no reaction.

He neither responded nor interrupted.

It was as if he was listening to someone else’s story.

The lunch ended in supreme awkwardness.

I attempted to communicate with Ding Yinuo several times, but he was obviously indifferent.

After lunch, Ding’s mother packed some things to give to Ding Yinuo,

“Here are some snacks for you to take to Xishan Residence. Spend some quality time with Xiaoyun. She has sacrificed a lot for you. Now that you’re awake, treat her well.”

However, Ding Yinuo didn’t reach out to take the items, instead he indifferently said,

“I’m not moving to Xishan Residence. I’ll stay here.”

Ding’s mother was slightly taken aback,

“How can that be possible? Your home with Xiaoyun is over there, not here. Go back there!”

“I’ve said I will stay here. I’m not going anywhere else!”

As a confrontation loomed between mother and son, I quickly intervened, trying to mediate,

“Mom, let it be. If he doesn’t want to go, then don’t force him. He’s just recovered; he needs time to readjust. Give him some space; I’m quite busy these days myself, with things to sort out.”

Ding’s mother let out a sigh, then turned to Ding Yinuo,

“Fine, if you won’t move there, at least drive your wife home. Go on, take her back.”

Ding Yinuo’s response was even colder,

“I don’t have time. Let her take a taxi back.”

His words clearly and sharply rejected me.

Despite the anxious look on Mother Ding’s face, she was helpless, after all, she could not persuade her own son.

“It’s okay, Mom, I’ll go back on my own, actually, I still need to visit the company!”

Before leaving, I originally wanted to greet Ding Yinuo.

But he had already turned around and was whispering something to Jiang Jiaying, their distance noticeably close.

I thus dismissed the thought and silently turned away on my own.

Shortly after leaving the Ding Family, Wenya called me.

“Ayun, how did it go?”

Her voice carried a hint of laughter.

“What do you mean ‘how did it go’?”

“People say absence makes the heart grow fonder, you must have had quite the, cough cough, children-inappropriate time with President Ding today?”

“Uh… Wenya, I might not be able to continue with Ding Yinuo.”

“Ah? Why not?”

“It’s nothing, let’s talk about it later, I’ve got something else to do!”

After hanging up.

I sat alone in the park for a long time.

I bought a packet of peanuts and sat on a bench with many little squirrels running around nearby.

I scattered the peanuts on the ground and watched the little creatures scramble for them.

I thought about the words Ding Yinuo had said, he said he was no longer interested in Tianjiao Company and wanted to go back to being a doctor.

I had joined Tianjiao Company only because of Ding Yinuo’s invitation.

Now that he wasn’t coming anymore, there was no point in me staying at Tianjiao Company.

For a moment, I found myself feeling somewhat lost.

In a brief moment of absent-mindedness.

I felt someone calling me from behind.

“Miss Song!”

At first, I thought it was an illusion.

But when I turned around, I saw it was actually Zhou Chenming.

Zhou Chenming had just gotten out of a car,

“I saw you from across the street just now and thought I was seeing things; I was even a little afraid to recognize you.”

“Hello, Lawyer Zhou, is there something you need from me?”

“Oh, there’s a little matter… In general, two things. First, about Zhenyi Company, I hope you can go there and handle it sooner. If it’s left unattended for too long, the company could face bankruptcy.”

“Oh, okay!”

“The other thing is… Gu Yuanzhou had been looking forward to your visit when he was in prison.”

“Yes, I didn’t go!”

“Hmm, he wrote some letters in prison, hoping you would read them. This is… Gu’s deepest feelings, cherish them well.”

After handing me an envelope, Zhou Chenming waved and then left.

Watching Zhou Chenming’s retreating figure, for the first time, I felt this person was not as annoying as I had imagined.

I lowered my head, feeling the weighty heft of the envelope in my hand.

I wondered, Gu Yuanzhou hadn’t been in prison very long, how could he have written so many words?

Could Zhou Chenming have made a mistake?

I held the thick envelope, dazed, for quite a while.

Opening the envelope, there was a thick stack inside. Just as I was about to take it out and have a look, someone suddenly called out to me,

“Xiaoyun!”

I looked up to see a car stopped in front of me, its window slowly rolling down, a familiar face appearing in my line of sight.