People in Harbor City lived a meticulous and fastidious life. The first lunar month was full of joy.
Song Yunxuan's lethargy didn't change after she came back from the hospital.
Chu Mochen invited a private doctor in Harbor City to check on Song Yunxuan. The doctor just said that Song Yunxuan was weak in qi and blood and needed to be nourished.
Therefore, after hearing the doctor's words, Song Yunxuan was surrounded by all kinds of blood tonics these days.
A bowl of bird's nest in the morning, black-boned chicken soup at noon, and various kinds of blood-enriching soups at night.
Song Yunxuan has no appetite.
After drinking a bowl, he wanted to vomit out more than half of it.
Chu Mochen needed to make friends with his family in Harbor City, so he returned to Yuncheng in the middle.
Song Yunxuan got the news from Shao Xue that Yuncheng was peaceful now.
After all, Shao Tianze changed the Gu's to the Shao's. For the time being, he had to appease the internal troubles caused by the transfer of power.
He didn't have much energy to deal with the people outside.
In the afternoon, she wrapped herself in a blanket and lazily looked at the scenery in the garden.
The clear and clean sunlight shone through the French windows onto the soles of her feet.
As he stared, his eyelids drooped.
In a trance, he fell asleep.
The dream this time was unusually quiet.
Vaguely, Song Yunxuan's mother appeared in the dream.
She was a beautiful woman. She had a slender figure, clear eyebrows, a sharp chin, and a pair of eyes that were full of spirit. It was as if her spirit was seeping out from her bones, attracting people.
In the early years, Song Yunxuan's mother, Fan Caidie, was still in the entertainment circle for a period of time.
At that time, Fan Caidie would be given a role that was neither too light nor too heavy in the martial arts film jointly operated by the inland and Harbor City.
Fan Caidie always had the luck to play this role vividly, even overshadowing the main character's momentum.
On the other hand, Gu Changge feels that Fan Caidie's daughter, Song Yunxuan, does not inherit such good acting talent.
Otherwise, she would not have died on the way to the gate of the Song Family.
She felt that it was a pity, but she also felt fortunate.
Without Song Yunxuan's death, how could Gu Changge be reborn?
She missed those people.
She missed those who had lived by her side and were connected to her by blood.
For example —
"Yi … Miaomiao? Yi … "
Subconsciously, he murmured.
Liquid seeped out from the corner of his eyes and flowed down his cheeks.
She was trapped in such thoughts, unable to extricate herself.
But someone gently reached out and touched her cheek with his fingers, gently wiping away the tears on her face.
At first she thought it was still a dream.
It wasn't until the temperature of the fingers became more and more real that she suddenly opened her eyes.
Then …
His entire body tensed up!
Chu Mochen's face appeared in front of her. Under the heroic eyebrows, a pair of eyes looked at her with complicated feelings.
She felt that her fingertips were a little stiff, and the shocked expression on her face had not yet disappeared.
"Just now …" He moved his lips and stared at her. "Who were you calling?"
She was stunned. She slowly lowered her eyes and frowned silently. "I …"
She felt that she could not justify herself at all.
Gu Yi, Miaomiao.
That was the child she gave birth to after being pregnant for ten months.
Even though their bodies had been changed, their memories were still unforgettable.
"Whose name are you calling?" Chu Mochen looked at her.
She looked up at his eyes and said in a dry voice, "I had a dream."
"What dream?" He just came back from outside, wearing a simple white shirt and overalls. His rolled up sleeves and loose neckline were particularly sexy.
She suddenly calmed down, smiled slightly, and replied to him, "I dreamed that I gave birth to two children for you, one named Yi and the other named Miaomiao."
She answered so smoothly that she didn't seem to be lying.
But Chu Mochen obviously didn't believe it. His dark eyes looked at her, and there was a flash of pain in his eyes.
Song Yunxuan asked him with concern, "Did you just come back from outside? Are you tired? Do you want to have a rest? "
She stood up from the rattan chair, but Chu Mochen suddenly held her hand.
She was slightly stunned and turned to look at him.
He is still half squatting on her rattan chair, but at this moment, his bangs are slightly hanging down, covering a pair of eyes as dark as ancient wells: "What you just said is the name Changge gave to her son and daughter."
Song Yunxuan looked at him.
She could feel his fingers holding hers, getting tighter and tighter.
Tighter and tighter.
Song Yunxuan didn't speak in such a strange silence.
Chu Mochen asked her, "Do you think she is still alive?"
Song Yunxuan slowly lowered her eyelashes. "How could it be? Miss Gu's funeral has been held, hasn't it? The ashes have been scattered. "
This sentence was true.
But the truth was often particularly shocking.
As expected, Chu Mochen didn't ask again after hearing it. He remained in a half-kneeling position for a long time without moving.
Song Yunxuan helped him up and let him sit on the rattan chair. Then she asked the servant to bring a rattan chair, sat next to him, and quietly accompanied him to bask in the sun.
In Gu Changge's impression, such days of quiet basking in the sun were few and far between.
However, it was indeed so comfortable now.
She had been accompanying him silently, thinking that she could accompany him for an afternoon.
Unexpectedly, only after ten minutes, a servant came from the living room and said softly, "Sir, Miss, there is a guest."
Song Yunxuan turned to look at the servant and wanted to ask who it was.
Chu Mochen had already got up from the rattan chair. "Go back to the room and have a rest. I'll go and have a look."
Song Yunxuan got up and wanted to follow him.
But Chu Mochen slightly turned sideways and told the servant, "Send her to have a rest."
The servant nodded respectfully. "Yes, sir."
Song Yunxuan was a little helpless, but she knew that it was not just because Chu Mochen wanted her to take care of herself.
The guest this time might not be simple.
Thinking of this, she turned around and walked towards the living room.
The servant followed her nervously. "Miss Song, Sir asked me to send you upstairs to have a rest."
"Then go this way. Isn't the staircase here?" She looked sideways at the servant.
The servant saw that there was a deep light in her eyes. Finally, she closed her mouth and didn't stop her.
…
In the living room, Lu Xia sat on the imported leather sofa. She turned to look at the decoration style of the villa and smiled. "The decoration style is a little different from that of our Harbor City."
Chu Mochen didn't answer her. He just opened the lid of the teacup, stirred the tea leaves, took a sip, and asked her casually, "Miss Lu, what brings you here?"
Lu Xia smiled and seemed to be very happy.
She took out an invitation from her handbag with her fingers covered with black lace gloves. "Where is Yunxuan? I'm here for Yunxuan. "
Chu Mochen saw what she was holding in her hand. His eyes darkened. "Yunxuan is not feeling well. She is having a rest."
Lu Xia didn't come for nothing. They were not very familiar with each other.
And there were interests entanglements between them.
She probably didn't come for anything good today.
But this invitation card …
Lu Xia seemed to know what he was thinking. She waved her hand. "Childe Chu guessed right. This is the invitation of Xiao Family's dinner party."
She looked at the direction to the second floor. Her eyes slightly curved. She elegantly put the invitation card on the table next to her. "Since Yunxuan is not feeling well, I won't bother her. I'll put the invitation here. Please give it to Yunxuan for me."
After that, Lu Xia got up and was about to leave.
Chu Mochen suddenly sneered. "Why does Xiao Family invite Yunxuan to the dinner party alone?"
Lu Xia stopped leaving. The curve of her lips became bigger. It was a little enchanting and also a little beautiful and dignified.
She slightly turned sideways and looked back at Chu Mochen's sharp and dark eyes. "Childe Chu, you and I both know the relationship between Xiao Family and Yunxuan. Why do you deceive yourself?"
Chu Mochen's eyebrows became sharp in an instant.
Lu Xia gradually restrained the smile on her face. She gently shook her head with regret. She sighed. "Even if you love her deeply, you can't stop the change of the overall situation. You can hold what belongs to you in your hands. You have to let go of what doesn't belong to you eventually. A melon that is forcibly taken is not sweet."
What she said was a bit sarcastic.
Before Chu Mochen could say another word.
She went out on her own and drove away with her white assistant.
Chu Mochen looked at the door of the room.
His fingers clenched into fists. His face was livid.
After a long time, he turned his eyes to the invitation card put on the table by Lu Xia.
He stepped over, with his back straight and proud.
His slender fingers picked up the beautifully gilded invitation card. He had an impulse to tear it into pieces.
He finally got Yunxuan.
Why did he send Yunxuan to Xiao Family again?
Even if Xiao Family was in trouble? What did it have to do with him?
Was Yunxuan the eldest granddaughter of Xiao Family?
If Yunxuan was the eldest granddaughter of Xiao Family, how could she come back after being sent to Xiao Family?
His fingers pinched the invitation card gently. The tearing mark was about to appear on the invitation card.
But at this time, a calm voice suddenly came from behind. "What are you doing?"
His action of tearing the invitation card suddenly stopped. His lips were thin and cold.
Behind him came the sound of approaching footsteps. "Who just came?"
Song Yunxuan rushed to him. Seeing the invitation card in his hand, the expression on her face changed subtly for a moment.
She could be sure that this was the invitation card of Xiao Family.
The invitation card of Xiao Family's dinner party.
But, who sent this? Who invited it? Who invited it?
It was of great significance.
Song Yunxuan walked to his side and looked up at the expression on his face. "Are you unhappy?"
Chu Mochen was silent.
Song Yunxuan stretched out her white fingers and pinched the gilded invitation card in his hand. "Let me have a look."
Chu Mochen didn't let go, but looked at her with some displeasure. "Didn't you go to rest?"
"Come down and drink some water."
"Liar." He did not hesitate to expose her.
Song Yunxuan didn't continue to pretend seriously. She nodded generously. "It's a lie indeed."
Chu Mochen held her wrist. "Why do you want to come down?"
Song Yunxuan got the invitation card as she wished. She looked at him with clear eyes. "Don't you think this dinner party may be very interesting?"
When she said this, her eyes were slightly curved, which was a little girl's naughtiness.
However, there was a little coldness in the depth of her eyes.
This coldness was almost covered by her naughtiness. But Chu Mochen could still keenly perceive it.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
