Chapter 959

She gave a cry and hurried over.

Lu Jixiang stood in the same place and watched her approach before she said, "are you still there? It's very late now. I wish song Jincheng and I were here. Go back and have a rest! "

Qin Keqing shook his head and said, "what's the matter? What if you two quarrel? "

Lu Jixiang can't laugh or cry when she hears the speech.

She said: "you think too much, Qin Keqing, don't worry, we won't fight!"

Qin Keqing raised her eyebrows.

She looked at her friend and asked, "did you shake hands and make peace?"

Lu Jixiang frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"It's just like the old days." Qin Keqing said, "it's been a long time. For the sake of your children and yourself, do you still want to divorce?"

Lu Jixiang turned his head.

"I've never changed my mind."

She said, walking to the bathroom.

Qin Keqing stood still.

Pei Qian came over and said slowly: "in fact, both of them are stubborn, and none of them is willing to be soft first. However, marriage and love are not the same. How can they be so deadlocked all the time? "

Qin Keqing is thoughtful.

She turned to Pei Qian and said, "Pei Qian, do you know anything?"

Pei Qian shrugged his shoulders and replied, "it's not that I know something. It's a matter of fact. It's just that people in charge are confused. However, you can rest assured that they will never leave this marriage! "

"How do you know?"

Qin Keqing looks at him in surprise.

Pei Qian smile, appears meaningful: "he will not be willing to let go."

When he came back to the ward, song Jincheng was standing at the table to make a meal, the snack that the adjutant had just sent him, the delicate and delicious crystal dumplings and fried dumplings, and white rice porridge.

"Come and have something to eat."

Song Jincheng saw that she came back and said faintly.

"Oh."

Lu Jixiang did not refuse, came to the table.

"Have some porridge?"

Song Jincheng asked, looking at her.

"Good!"

Lu Jixiang nodded.

Song Jincheng didn't speak any more. He gave her a bowl of porridge in silence.

"Thank you."

Lu Jixiang appears polite and alienated.

Song Jincheng didn't have much reaction. He gave her an empty plate and a pair of chopsticks and said, "eat slowly. Don't get burned."

Lu Jixiang made a sound, lowered her head and took a sip of porridge carefully. Maybe it tasted good, or she was really hungry. Her face showed a satisfied look, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised.

Song Jincheng leans on the table and looks down at her. Her eyes are full of favorite colors and never change.

Soon, Lu Jixiang found out.

She put the bowl back on the table and said in a deliberate cold voice, "Mr. Song, what else can I do for you?"

Song Jincheng found it interesting.

He put his hands around his chest and said with a smile: "it's OK. I just think Ms. Lu is very good-looking, so I want to see more!"

Lu Jixiang turned his head and stared at him.

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows and said, "what's wrong with me?"

Lu Jixiang was so angry that he gave him a hard look. He bowed his head and continued to drink porridge. By the way, he stuffed a small cage bag into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging on both sides. He looked like a greedy little squirrel.

Song Jincheng smiles helplessly and reaches for her head habitually.

Lu Jixiang, however, hid away and said vaguely: "Matsushita, his self-respect..."

Song Jincheng's eyebrows were closed.

"Don't talk until you finish eating," he said sternly

Lu Jixiang worked hard to swallow the food in his mouth, and then said solemnly, "Mr. Song, please respect yourself. If you have something to say, don't touch your hands!"

Song Jincheng was not happy.

He slightly sank his face and said, "lucky, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Lu Jixiang stood up from the table and looked straight at him: "we are fighting a divorce lawsuit. I hope you can understand that if it wasn't for my daughter's illness, I wouldn't be here at all!"

Hearing this, song Jincheng sneered: "so, it's all our father's and daughter's fault. Did we delay your falling in love with other men?"

Lu Jixiang's expression is very surprised.

She looked at Song Jincheng strangely: "what's the matter with you? Song Jincheng, you were not like this before. What about you and your demeanor? What about your upbringing? "

Song Jincheng sneered: "my wife is almost gone. What kind of manners and education do you want?"

"You

Lu Jixiang opened her mouth and was about to say something.

Just then, there was a movement on the bed.

Song Jincheng first sensed that he rushed to the bedside and looked at his daughter excitedly.

"Baby?"

He tried to shout.

Lu Jixiang also rushed over, carefully looking at the child on the bed.

Gradually, the little girl, who had closed her eyes, slowly opened her eyes.

In an instant, she burst into tears.

"Dear! "Miss you!"

Lu Jixiang wept with excitement.

"Doctor! doctor! The child is awake

Song Jincheng rushed out and called the doctor in a loud voice.

Soon, a group of doctors in white coats came and began to check the child's body in an orderly way.

Lu Jixiang stood on the periphery, looking at her daughter surrounded by doctors, tears falling down.

She choked, mostly because she was so excited that her whole body was shaking.

"Well, Jixiang, don't cry."

Song Jincheng came over and gently took her to his arms.

"Nianqin will be fine, won't it?"

She asked, crying.

"Yes, I promise, nothing will happen to my daughter!"

Song Jincheng replied, stroking the girl's back with her big hand, and then found that she had lost a lot of weight, almost only bones, and could not touch any meat.

Lu Jixiang sniffed and deliberately wiped his tears on the man's expensive shirt.

Song Jincheng stroked her little head and reluctantly connived at her.

At this time, Lu Jixiang's mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rings. She takes it out, but finds it's Tang Xiaoning's mobile phone number.

Song Jincheng also saw it.

His face was calm and his eyes were cold.

"I'll take a call."

Lu Jixiang said, from his arms back out, holding a mobile phone ready to go outside.

Song Jincheng turned over and said slowly, "my daughter missed you very much. When she was sick, she was always calling her mother."