Almighty Daughter Runs The World Chapter 2708
Previously on Almighty Daughter Runs The World...
Zhao Pingting remarked, “I’ve just begun my new job, so requesting leave might prove inconvenient right now.”
Regret filled An Lizi’s face completely.
Zhao Pingting shared the exact same sentiment.
Ye Zhuo grasped Zhao Pingting’s hand with a smile. “No worries, Pingting. I’ll share the wedding video right in our group chat.”
Zhao Pingting nodded in agreement. “Make sure to upload plenty of photos to the group that day. It’ll feel like I’m there at the wedding.”
“Got it.”
Moments later, Song Shiyu checked his watch and spoke leisurely, “Ye Zhuo, I’ve got a meeting coming up, so I need to head out.”
Ye Zhuo glanced over at Song Shiyu. “Sure thing, Brother Song. Go ahead and return now.”
Song Shiyu rose to his feet and departed. “Pingting, Miss An, I’ll take my leave first.”
“Brother Song, drive safely.”
Once Song Shiyu had gone, Zhao Pingting gazed at his retreating figure and commented, “Brother Song looks so handsome and has such a great personality. How is he still single?”
“A great personality?” An Lizi turned toward Zhao Pingting and added, “Pingting, I think you might be mistaken about what a good personality really means!”
“How so?” Confusion covered Zhao Pingting’s features.
An Lizi went on, “Do you know Song Shiyu’s nickname among our circle?”
“What is it?” Zhao Pingting inquired.
An Lizi revealed slowly, “King Yama.”
After that revelation, An Lizi proceeded, “Truth be told, Song Shiyu has toned things down a lot in recent years. Rumor has it that as a minor, he ended up locked in the Juvenile Detention Center for years after killing his own father. In any case, folks in the circle view him pretty negatively. Before meeting him myself, I shared that poor opinion.”
“Really?” Zhao Pingting showed shock.
Song Shiyu didn’t seem like that type at all.
Over this time, Song Shiyu had come across as refreshingly gentle.
An Lizi kept sharing more details about Song Shiyu with Zhao Pingting.
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Inside the infirmary.
Song Shiyu sat stone-faced on a chair, letting Doctor Liu check him over.
Bai Jiayu sat next to him too and asked, “Third Brother, what happened to you? How’d you end up like this!”
Song Shiyu’s state was terrible, with red welts erupting across his skin.
At those words, Song Shiyu stayed silent.
Doctor Liu explained further, “Boss Song suffers from a prawn allergy. Good thing he returned promptly, or he could’ve gone into anaphylactic shock anytime.”
Shock didn’t scare him.
What he feared was Ye Zhuo noticing something off.
Bai Jiayu furrowed his brows. “Third Brother, what’s the deal? Did someone set you up?”
Song Shiyu’s body wasn’t robust, and he reacted badly to numerous items.
Prawns especially.
Thus, Song Shiyu must have consumed prawns unknowingly.
Moreover, the culprit knew Song Shiyu’s weaknesses intimately.
Who could it be?
Who plotted against Song Shiyu?
“No,” Song Shiyu replied calmly. “I ate them on purpose.”
Bai Jiayu’s eyes bulged in astonishment. “Why?”
Torturing himself?
Song Shiyu answered steadily, “It’s no big deal.”
Bai Jiayu squinted suspiciously. “Third Brother, something’s seriously off with you!”
He’d surely encountered someone special?
“It’s Ye...” Before Bai Jiayu finished, Song Shiyu cut in. “Nobody’s involved. I just wanted to try the taste of shrimp.”
Bai Jiayu studied Song Shiyu, his gaze brimming with sympathy.
Song Shiyu carried himself with such pride.
Yet now he appeared this way...
“Third Brother.” Bai Jiayu dropped to a squat and peered up at Song Shiyu. “You really don’t need to torment yourself like this. If you’re into her, just pursue it. Life stretches on forever—don’t end up with regrets.”
Laugh when joyful, weep when heartbroken, chase the one who stirs your heart.
Why suffer so much?
Given Song Shiyu’s position today, such extremes weren’t necessary.
“Indeed, life resembles that first blade of grass in spring.” Song Shiyu let out a soft sigh. “Jiayu, treasure Little Tang properly.”
Little Tang was Bai Jiayu’s girlfriend at present.
They’d been in an on-again, off-again thing, sharing real affection, but Bai Jiayu sensed something lacking, so he hadn’t committed fully.
Bai Jiayu felt a bit exasperated. “Third Brother, we’re discussing you! Why drag me into it?”
“I simply hope you avoid regrets.”
Song Shiyu paused, then gazed at the pitch-black night sky beyond. “Twenty years back, I was meant to be dead, but fate granted me a second chance. I’ve settled all my vendettas. What more could I possibly want?”
Bai Jiayu stared at him, at a loss for words for quite a while.
After some time, Bai Jiayu spoke again, “Third Brother...”