Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Xin Furong sat with Xin Xiaotian for a while, and then began to look for Mo Ziqi and Fat Maoer, saw them sitting at the end of the corridor, also looking at this side, lowered their eyelashes for a while, got up, and was about to walk over.

"Furong?" Xin Xiaotian suddenly shouted, raising his head to look at her.

"Well, Dad, what's the matter?" Xin Furong turned her head and looked at him as well.

"Go back, you're going to get married tomorrow, it's not good for you to stay here, I'll let you know if there's any news, don't affect your wedding." Xin Xiaotian advised Xin Furong, not wanting to harm her because of their affairs. She won't be able to get married tomorrow, after all, this is a lifetime event.

"It's okay, Dad, I know how to measure." Xin Furong didn't say anything about the cancellation of the wedding. She didn't want Xin Xiaotian to worry about her at this time.

She patted Xin Xiaotian on the shoulder comfortingly, then walked towards Mo Ziqi.

Xin Xiaotian followed her gaze and saw Mo Ziqi, his eyes changed and returned to calm again, he lowered his head and continued to wait quietly for Yang Rong.

And the cat in his arms, he didn't see or notice it.

Xin Furong walked up to Mo Ziqi with slow steps, looked at him, then squatted down again, and looked at the tearful fat cat in his arms.

Reach out and touch her little head.

Her hands were shaking.

Fat Mao'er followed her movements and looked at her, his eye sockets were still full of moisture.

She tilted her head and rubbed her small head against the palm of her hand, as if she was comforting her, but also seemed to be attached to the warmth of her palm.

Xin Furong's hand trembled slightly again, and then suppressing some emotion, she retracted her hand and clenched it into a fist.

She stood up and said condescendingly to Mo Ziqi: "Let's go out and talk."

Mo Ziqi knew what she was going to say, so he stood up expressionlessly and walked out.

The two left the hospital building and stood at the gate of the hospital. Under the dim light, Xin Furong stared straight at the fat cat in his arms, pointed straight to the point at the fat cat in his arms, and asked: "Who the hell is this cat?"

Ru Mengqi has been exposed, she is the one who haunted Xin Miaomiao, Mo Ziqi didn't have any scruples, he lowered his head and stroked the fat cat in his arms, and said, "She's just a cat, her name is Miaomiao. , just meow."

This is what Mo Ziqi promised to Fat Cat. No matter what happens in the future, he will not regard her as Xin Miaomiao, nor will she be Xin Miaomiao's substitute.

She's a whole new life, she's Meow, just Meow.

Mo Ziqi didn't say it tomorrow, but how could Xin Furong, who is as smart as Xin, not understand what he meant?

In disbelief and surprise, she looked at the fat cat in his arms, her lips began to tremble, and she was speechless for a long time.

After a long time, she stretched out her hand and looked at the fat cat expectantly: "Meow, can I hug you?"

Fat Cat raised his head and looked at Mo Ziqi. Mo Ziqi didn't say anything, but gently stroked her little head. Then Fat Cat nodded to Xin Furong, and stretched out his little paw nimbly. .

Xin Furong shook her hands, hugged the fat cat into her arms, squatted down, and cried loudly without warning.

"Meow, meow!" The tears kept falling like a spring with a valve opened.

She hugged the soft little body in her arms, and strangled the fat cat so hard, but she still couldn't bear to let go.