Chapter 167

Gu Feihan is dealing with documents in his study. When he sees the caller ID, his brow turns up slightly. Thinking that Ning Ning was saved by him, he still takes the call, "Hello, what's the matter?"

Song Zixuan has been thinking about Ning Ning all the time. He knows it, so he has to guard against it. Especially now his wife is still in amnesia. In case the amnesia wife falls in love with song Zixuan, he will not allow this kind of thing to happen.

"Ning Ning, is she all right now?" He knew that he was busy, but he still couldn't control himself. Gu Feihan was too careful. He Yining, even if she got married, was his friend all his life.

"She's OK. She hasn't remembered the past. She just fell asleep." Gu Feihan simply explained the situation clearly, so that he could die this heart.

"By the way, congratulations. I heard that you are going to marry Miss Qiao." Gu Feihan said happily, and raised his feet, looking a little rusty.

Song Zixuan's brow over there was a slight twist. Indeed, for Gu Feihan, his marriage was a good thing.

"Thank you. If you can, you can bring Ning Ning with you." He said this in pain, but he thought that he could see her more. If she could recover her memory and see him get married, she would be happy. For her, this is equal to his happiness.

She wanted to be happy, but for him, if that person were her, that would be happiness.

Gu Feihan thought about it for a while, picked his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "OK, I will take my wife and give you a big gift."

He knew that if Yining didn't lose his memory, he would certainly go to his wedding. Moreover, song Zixuan's marriage is also a good thing for himself, so that he won't always think about his wife.

Two men hang up the phone with their own thoughts. Song Zixuan sneers at the thought of getting married. He never thought his marriage would be like this. Fortunately, there is song Huan, the girl who makes him happy.

As for Qiao Xue, he doesn't mean that she is bad, but in his heart, there is no love. Anyway, many people's marriage may not be combined because of love. I believe he can live.

As a man, he must take his own responsibility, so he can only marry Qiao Xue.

Qiao Xue coaxes song Huan to sleep, and then gets up from the bed. Lying on the bed, she feels that her bones are going to fall apart.

Through the half closed door of the study, she saw song Zixuan smoking in front of his desk, smoke around, looks like that dignified, he is not happy.

It seems that she was hit by a hammer suddenly. Did she do something wrong? She loves song Zixuan, but she never thought of making him so unhappy.

Yes, that kind of marriage is hard won happiness for her. However, for song Zixuan, it's just a layer of heavy shackles, which will block his happiness together. Song Zixuan doesn't want to see this kind of marriage.

The joy of getting married is suddenly dashed by cold water. She looks at song Huan sleeping on the bed. She is so carefree. Should she stick to it or give song Zixuan freedom? One is her favorite man, the other is her favorite daughter. She felt like she was pulling the river and was about to tear her in half.

After smoking, song Zixuan pinches off the cigarette ends and comes out of the study. He sees Qiao Xue staring at the child in a daze. The whole person seems to have lost his soul.

He gently twisted his brow and walked over, but the woman seemed to be in a trance about everything, and didn't even notice when he approached.

"What are you thinking?"

Song Zixuan's voice calls Qiao Xue back, who is fighting between heaven and man. She stands up from the bedside in a hurry. Just now, she squats a little long, and suddenly stands up. She is a little unstable. Fortunately, song Zixuan supports her in time, and his face is more ugly than just now.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." She was a little annoyed, and she made him unhappy again.

See her appearance, song Zixuan face more ugly, some unhappy, "go to bed to lie down."

Finish saying, regardless of the reason to press her to the bed, sitting on the moon should be a good sitting on the moon, did not see who like her, in case of falling down on what fault, is not hard him?

Qiao xuelie on the bed, looking at his dark face, some wronged, some heartache, "sorry."

"Try to say sorry again?" Song Zixuan board from the face, not happy to look at her, her face is more innocent.

Seeing her like this, song Zixuan began to feel that his tone was a little too bad. What did a big man fight with her? At that time, song Zixuan felt more childish, and this mood made him more depressed.

"Well, hide well. Call me or a servant if there is any situation." With a look of impatience, he confessed a few words, then left the room and went out.

Does he stay at home, but also make him so unhappy, Qiao Xue gently sighed, "Huanhuan, is it wrong for mother to do this?"

Song Huan is sleeping, heard Qiao Xue's words, moved body to continue to sleep, adult's world, children don't understand. She gave a wry smile and gently scratched her nose. "Good baby, you can sleep well. You don't need to understand the world of adults. As long as you grow up happily, mom."

Maybe with Huanhuan, she won't be lonely, and she will have a good life.

Song Zixuan went downstairs, Zhou Hui saw him, "Zixuan, why don't you accompany Xiaoxue if you don't go to the company today?"

I know he doesn't like Qiao Xue, but both of them are going to get married now, and even the children have come out. Naturally, I don't want my son to get married with this kind of mood. After all, Zhou Hui is a precious son.

"Mom, I want to be quiet." In the room, I just don't know how to face Qiao Xue. Song Huan is OK when she is awake. She is asleep. They are quiet in the room, which makes him feel depressed.

"We stewed ginseng soup in the kitchen and brought it to Xiaoxue. This woman has to take care of her body when she is in confinement. Otherwise, like mom, rheumatism will come on rainy days." Zhou Hui is a widow with her son. She is more and more satisfied with Qiao Xue. She is equal to Qiao Xue in every aspect.

Just imagine that Zixuan is not the only one who wants to be talented, talented and beautiful. That's because of love. A woman must give birth to that man's child because of love.

"Mom, just let the servant take it up. I don't want to go up." Song Zixuan a pair of indifferent expression, angry Zhou Hui, and take him no way, shook his head, "Zixuan, Xiaoxue really love you, you don't look at people like you there, you have no fear, you don't go to me."

secure to rely on? Song Zixuan gave a wry smile.

Zhou Hui took ginseng soup and went up. Qiao Xue couldn't sleep in bed either. Seeing Zhou Hui come in, she got up from the bed quickly. "Mom, how can I trouble you with this kind of thing? I'll do it myself."

"You silly child, you call me mother. How can you be so polite? You have to take good care of yourself. Don't walk around. " Qiao Xue's metamorphosis, she is in the eye, already recognized her.

"Xiaoxue, don't blame Zixuan. Sooner or later, he will know about you." They seem to have no problem, everything is normal, but it is too normal that she worries.

Qiao Xue chuckled, "Mom, I don't blame him. I can only blame myself if I want to. I don't know if I'm wrong?"

"Silly child, what do you think? Come on, drink the soup while it's hot. Zixuan is stubborn. His mother will talk about him well. If he makes you aggrieved, just tell his mother."

Listening to Zhou Hui's words, she seemed to give Qiao Xue a little encouragement again, and she nodded.