Chapter 475
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Mr. Song had prepared a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, and there were even Western dishes. Xia Xiaxia was so happy that she could not believe her eyes.
After exchanging some pleasantries, Mr. Song announced the start of the meal. She started eating happily.
Mr. Song smiled. Seeing An Xiaxia's bulging cheeks, he could not help but say, "Eat more."
"Thank you, Uncle," An Xiaxia mumbled. Mr. Song's eyes darkened.
Sheng Yize picked up some of An Xiaxia's favorite dishes and reminded her. "Eat slowly, don't overeat."
However, An Xiaxia still overeat.
She did not have a big appetite, but today's dishes were all her favorites.
There were too many choices, and she felt dizzy. She ate until she was full.
Fortunately, Mr. Song was a gentleman and suggested drinking tea. Sheng Yize helped An Xiaxia to the sofa and rubbed her round belly.
"Pig!" He said in disdain.
An Xiaxia looked at him tearfully. She slapped his hand away and rubbed her belly herself.
Mr. Song stared at An Xiaxia without blinking, as if he did not want to miss any of her expressions.
Sheng Yize noticed something was wrong and said calmly, "Uncle Song, Xiaxia still needs to attend tutoring. I'll send her back first."
It was just a simple test, but Mr. Song looked very anxious.
He coughed. "Can you stay for a while? I've prepared some snacks for you. "
He clapped his hands, and a few maids immediately brought over some exquisite snacks. An Xiaxia struggled to eat them, but her belly was too round and she could not move.
Who can understand the pain of looking at delicious food and wanting to eat but not being able to eat it? ~ ~
Sheng Yize glanced at the refreshments, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
It was An Xiaxia's favorite again.
He had noticed it when they were eating just now. Unless he had investigated An Xiaxia's preferences, it would not be such a coincidence!
"Yize, I have something to talk to Xiaxia about." Mr. Song looked at him and begged.
Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow. "Okay."
It seemed that Sly Fox was about to give himself away.
He stroked An Xiaxia's hair and stuffed the phone into her hand. He told her to call him if anything happened, then followed the housekeeper to the back garden for a walk.
An Xiaxia tried her best to sit up straight, like a primary school student being examined. Mr. Song couldn't help but laugh.
"Xiaxia, you're such an adorable child," he exclaimed.
An Xiaxia laughed awkwardly. Deep down, she still labeled him as a weird uncle.
He kept staring at her. It was so weird.
"Actually, I have a difficult request that I need your help with …" Mr. Song sighed and looked at An Xiaxia with a burning gaze.
An Xiaxia said, "Um … Uncle, please tell me. I'll definitely help if I can!"
Mr. Song picked up a cup of tea and took two small sips. Immediately, the room was filled with the fragrance of Longjing tea.
"I know what Song Song did before. I apologize to you and Izawa on her behalf … I will do my best to make up for her mistakes," Mr. Song said slowly.
An Xiaxia forced a smile and didn't say anything.
She could not forgive Song Qinchen for what she did.
"Song Song has aplastic anemia. She was diagnosed with aplastic anemia during a recent checkup … She had an emotional breakdown overseas, so I brought her back for treatment … Currently, a bone marrow transplant is the best treatment …" Mr. Song looked at An Xiaxia in confusion.
What did this have to do with her?!
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