Chapter 1217

Meng Xiaolan thought that he was not frightened.

Mu Beiting didn't look at her, pushed the door out of the ward, and went directly to Rongchen.

Rong Chen was not busy at this time, but mu Beiting woke up, but let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Lift eyes swept a glance to stand in front of the man, wearing a medical number clothes.

Rong Chen pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said slowly, "something?"

"Change the ward." Mu Beiting opened his mouth in a cold voice, and his voice had no temperature at all.

After hearing this, Meng Xiaolan, who followed up behind him, gave a slight pause.

Rong Chen curved his lips and swept his eyes from her. He did not say much, but he arranged another ward for mu Beiting according to his words.

Meng Xiaolan hesitated whether to follow up, after all, she is not sure Mu Beiting is because of her reason to change the ward.

But in her hesitation, Mu Beiting has closed the ward door and locked it.

Meng Xiaolan slightly clenched her fist and did not speak.

Rong Chen glanced at her, bent his lips, and left.

At first, he was also surprised by Mrs. Mu's mischievous behavior, but she was not only a farce man after so many years of shopping malls.

But in a flash he understood.

It's not hard to know that she hasn't been in a hurry to enter the entertainment industry and to take care of Mu Beiting who is sleeping quietly for several months.

Meng Xiaolan is tolerant, extremely intelligent and resourceful, and knows how to wait for opportunities.

If she really moved her mind, she would not give up easily.

Instead of waiting for Su Xiangwan to come back later, she might as well let her suffer and retreat in her absence.

If we put all the troubles at the moment and solve them together, there will be a lot less trouble for the two people in the future.

Rong Chen pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a light look.

However, the old lady didn't mean to beat Su Xiangwan. It was a kind of training, depending on how she dealt with it.

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on the other hand, Su Xiangwan has been making videos with every year.

The little guy put his face close to the screen, and the screen was full of flesh puffing faces.

Like this, he can get closer to her.

Su said to the evening in a warm voice: "do you miss your mother?"

Nodded every year.

Su Xiangwan's eyes are also a little red. She thought about it and put the entertainment business on the back.

At most one movie or play a year.

Spend the rest of your time with them.

In the past, she was always afraid that if she lost Mu Beiting one day, she would be helpless without a career.

But now she feels that she can start all over again.

But the family won't have another chance.

She has always boasted that she is smart, but she has been misled by her cleverness instead of thinking about it. She has been stubborn in her life.

"Did you go to see Dad today?" Su asked softly.

A mention of Mu Beiting, every year's eyes lit up a bit: "Baba ~!"

Su Xiangwan curved lip corner: "en, Baba also loves every year, and my mother loves every year."

"Baba!" I speak again every year.

Su Xiangwan's eyes were a little wet: "Ma Ma, tell you a story, OK? You put the computer by the side, then close your eyes and tell you a story? "

Year after year hesitated for a moment, nodded, holding the computer on the small belly, hands clinging to the edge of the computer, for fear that a loose hand numbness will disappear.

Su Xiangwan picked up a story about Peter Pan.