Later, under Zhuang Shurong's urging, Xi Xiaye drank three bowls of soup in a row, and drank some liquid nutrition, feeling seven or eight percent full, Zhuang Shurong let her go.
After breakfast, Ji Zitong came over.
When Ji Zitong saw Zhuang Shurong, he was still a little apprehensive, and it took him a while to calm down.
Except for Xi Xiaye and the others, Zhuang Shurong is very serious and unsmiling on weekdays. She looks very imposing, and ordinary people really can't stand it. Xi Xiaye also got used to it for a while before, and slowly There is now a faint sense of harmony.
Xi Xiaye asked Sister Wang to take the packed hot and boiled light millet porridge into the car, and she and Zhuang Shurong also got into the car.
Ji Zitong was driving, and Xi Xiaye and Zhuang Shurong's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were sitting behind.
In fact, Zhuang Shurong and Shen Wenna are somewhat similar. They also love the fashion trend of dressing up on weekdays. Sometimes, even Xi Xiaye feels in front of them. A fashion-forward beauty.
Just like now, Zhuang Shurong was holding a fashion magazine in her hand and reading it, while occasionally chatting with Xi Xiaye with great interest—
"This look is pretty good, your skin is fair, this look should show your temperament, and this evening dress, most people really can't wear that charm, but I think you should be able to."
Zhuang Shurong was pointing at a set of evening dresses in a magazine at this moment, and turned to talk to Xi Xiaye.
Only then did Xi Xiaye turn her gaze to follow Zhuang Shurong's gaze, but she faintly felt that this evening dress looked familiar? Seems like I've seen it somewhere
"The crane blue and white porcelain evening dress... looks strangely familiar."
Xi Xiaye stared at the picture for a long time, then his gaze flickered, and he couldn't help saying in a low voice, "Isn't that the evening dress on Gu Lingsha's body?"
Although Xi Xiaye's voice was very soft, Zhuang Shurong's keen ears could still hear it clearly, and she quickly raised her head to look at Xi Xiaye with a strange gaze, "What did you just say? What about Gu Lingsha's evening dress?" ?”
Seeing Zhuang Shurong's eyes, Xi Xiaye felt a little uneasy. She calmed down and thought about it. Then she remembered that Gu Lingsha's previous relationship with the Mu family. It's not good to be here.
She can now see the unhappiness in Zhuang Shurong's eyes when she said the word 'Gu Lingsha'.
After thinking about it for a while, Xi Xiaye said calmly, "It's nothing, I just saw this evening dress at Mr. Wang's birthday party that day, and I thought it was pretty good."
"That evening dress was worn by Gu Lingsha. Has Gu Lingsha returned to City Z?"
Zhuang Shurong quickly grasped the key point of the question, and asked Xi Xiaye directly. Her eyes were a little cold, and her face, which was still smiling just now, suddenly turned cold.
In Xi Xiaye's mind, yes, after all, Gu Lingsha played tricks on the Mu family so much, no one would be happy if it happened to her.
"Well, I met her at Mr. Wang's birthday party, and..."
Speaking of this, Xi Xiaye suddenly took a breath, and turned her head to look out the car window, "And it was she who collided with Ruan Heng this time... she didn't suffer any injuries, I heard that it was just a slight concussion, but Ruan Heng did not suffer any injuries. …”
Xi Xiaye didn't say any more, but Zhuang Shurong's complexion was a bit ugly, gloomy and uncertain, and she couldn't see any emotion.
I don't know how long it took, Zhuang Shurong's mouth raised a sarcastic sneer, and she said disdainfully, "If he's not dead, he will come back."
After uttering such a sentence inexplicably, Zhuang Shurong didn't say anything else, closed the magazine in a waned mood, and began to lean against the back of the chair and close her eyes to rest.
Even if Xi Xiaye wanted to ask something, seeing Zhuang Shurong's appearance, she immediately had no choice but to take back the words that came to her lips, but she could already clearly feel that Zhuang Shurong seemed to reject Gu Lingsha very much...
It happened to be nine o'clock when we arrived at the hospital. Xi Xiaye asked Ji Zitong to send breakfast to Ruan Heng's, and he followed Zhuang Shurong for the checkup. Since he had made an appointment directly, he didn't have to wait in line. That's it.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came to the backyard of the hospital and sat on a bench under a tree to wait for the test results.
"By the way, the leg cramps should have decreased recently, right? I asked Sister Wang to boil a lot of bone soup for you to drink. I don't know if it has any effect?"
Zhuang Shurong asked with great concern.
"It's a lot less, don't worry, didn't the doctor just say that the baby is quite healthy."
"That's good, just wait for your mother to come back, and you can hold your grandson. A few days ago, I regretted that I couldn't watch you go through such a journey."
"Does Mom often contact my mother too?"
Xi Xiaye looked at Zhuang Shurong in surprise.
Zhuang Shurong nodded, "Of course, I can also chat with your mother. Her eyesight was fine before, and wechat chatting was fine. Now I can only make phone calls, but I believe she will recover soon."
Zhuang Shurong is quite optimistic. She and Shen Wenna were classmates before, and it is not bad that they can develop into good friends now, and they are still in-laws now!
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted one by one, naturally they were quite harmonious and happy. However, when this scene fell into a certain pair of eyes watching behind them, the taste suddenly changed.
Gu Lingsha stood on the steps of the aisle, looking at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were sitting on the bench, talking and laughing, her pale face was slightly gloomy, and the stream of light in her blue eyes was strange and complicated, she looked aside Yang Sheng is also very puzzled.
"Miss Gu, Director Xi and Dean Zhuang of Shengshi, it's really rare to see Dean Zhuang show up. It's hard to see her on weekdays!"
Yang Sheng had heard of Zhuang Shurong's seriousness and rigidity, so he couldn't help but say something.
Gu Lingsha listened, a cold light flashed across her eyes, and it was fleeting, and she sneered suddenly—