Chapter 704

Now, this pearl has become someone else's.

Make a metaphor.

The feeling of raising a daughter is like planting vegetables, planting seeds, fertilizing and taking good care of her every day. I only hope that she can grow up quickly.

Finally one day, this vegetable is ripe.

However, as a planter, he didn't even have time to appreciate it. This attractive vegetable was picked by others without hesitation.

He could only look at it from a distance. Although he was distressed, there was nothing he could do!

That's how father Lu feels.

Look at the girl he raised for more than 20 years. Now she's completely owned by others. Even if you want to see her, you have to say it in advance.

Of course, Lu Jixiang doesn't know all this.

At this moment, she is anxiously sitting on the bench.

At the end of the corridor, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

"Uncle Lu!"

With this familiar female voice, Lu Jixiang turned her head.

The next moment, she was in a bad mood.

It's Liya.

She seems to come in a hurry, wearing only a simple windbreaker, thin body, in this bleak night, it seems that I can still feel pity.

"Xiao Li?"

Father Lu was surprised to see Liya.

Liya came over with a heat preservation bucket in her hand.

"Uncle Lu, I heard that my aunt fell. Is it serious?" She stood in front of father Lu, looked around anxiously, and said, "where's Auntie?"

"Still in the operating room."

Lu's father replied, at last, he was a little curious: "how do you know?"

Li Ya smiles, looks at Song Jincheng next to him and says, "I'm listening to Ye Shao. He's still downstairs."

After a pause, he said, "Professor Song, you and sister Jixiang have come so fast. I was delayed on the way. Oh, yes, this is the hot soup I bought in Xuji. Uncle Lu, you've been tired all night. Would you like to sit down and drink some soup to warm your body?"

Yeah!

This woman is very thoughtful.

Father Lu shook his head.

"Forget it, I can't drink anything now."

His wife is still in the operating room. How can he feel like drinking soup now!

"Professor Song, would you like a drink? This is the authentic kelp stewed spareribs soup. It's very fresh. " Li Ya looks at the man attentively.

"No need."

After that, song Jincheng turned and walked to the bench.

Lu Jixiang has been looking at him from a distance.

"Song Jincheng..."

She's vulnerable.

The man sat down and took the girl into his arms naturally. He said, "don't worry, mom will be out soon."

"Well!"

Lu Jixiang nodded and nestled in his arms.

It's just that some people just like to destroy harmony.

"Lucky sister!"

Li Ya came over, smiling: "long time no see."

Lu Jixiang heard the speech, had to sit up from the man's arms, some reluctantly said with a smile: "yes, long time no see, Li Ya."

"Oh, don't be so polite. You can call me Xiaoya." Li Ya said. Finally, she pointed to the heat preservation bucket and continued: "sister Jixiang, would you like some spareribs soup? I went to Xuji to buy this. It's fresh just now

"No, thank you."

Lu Jixiang shook his head lightly and looked very sad.

Li Ya's performance has always been appropriate, she said: "sister auspicious, you can rest assured, auntie, she is lucky, people have their own appearance, will be OK."

"Well!"

Lu Jixiang answered, half drooping her eyelashes.

When Li Ya saw that she was cold, she didn't care. She just looked at Song Jincheng and said with a brilliant smile, "Professor Song, when did you come here? Ye Shao said that you drove here in person this evening, and he felt very guilty. He said that he had not been able to serve you well, and now he is downstairs and refuses to come up. "

She has nothing to say!

Song Jincheng's face was cold.

"Then let him wait downstairs."

There was no temperature in his voice.

Liya is embarrassed.

But soon, she recovered as usual, cleverly changed the subject.

"It's really cold tonight. Fortunately, there's heating in the hospital, otherwise it's really cold!" After a meal, she pretended to be attentive: "however, although there is heating in the hospital, it's better to have a hot soup. Sister Jixiang, for your own sake and more for your children, you'd better drink some spareribs soup, OK?"

This kind of tone... It's like Li Ya is begging her. It makes people feel that Lu Jixiang is not a pregnant woman who will take care of herself, but Li Ya has broken her heart!

Suddenly, Lu Jixiang's heart rose with anger.

"Liya, can you not talk?" She said angrily, "I'm very upset now. Please don't let me drink soup all the time, OK? Please, if you really have this heart, please take the soup to your boyfriend. Don't forget, he is still waiting for you outside. It's right to have heating in the hospital, but it's freezing outside. Xiaoye needs more than us! "

What a rude remark.

Liya froze, with a smile from the corner of her mouth.

Lu Jixiang didn't look at her reaction at all. He buried his face in Song Jincheng's arms and yelled: "I'm so tired..."

Song Jincheng bowed his head.

He gently stroked the girl's back and said with a smile: "my family is lucky and hard, so I'll have a rest when I'm tired."

"Well!"

Lu Jixiang answered and fell quietly in his arms.

The couple completely ignored others.

At the moment, Liya is really embarrassed.

What is she?

Take a hot face and stick it on someone else's cold ass?

"Excuse me."

She said, carrying the insulation bucket, stumbling downstairs.

Ye Shao is still standing outside. When he sees Li Ya coming out, he immediately steps up to meet him, full of concern: "Xiao Ya, do you see Director Song?"

"Well."

Liya nodded.

Ye Shao took the heat preservation bucket in her hand, weighed it over and said, "no soup?"

Li Ya didn't speak, but wrapped up in a tight windbreaker and walked out quickly.

Ye Shao followed her and was very worried: "Xiaoya, your face doesn't seem to be very good. Did you catch a cold?"

"Leave me alone!"

Li Ya's tone is impatient to throw out this sentence.

Ye Shao doesn't mind. He knows that in the middle of the night, Liya gives up her warm quilt and chooses to go out with him. It's natural that she will be unhappy.