In her sleep, she habitually leaned towards him, and Xu Chengyi could hug her with his arms. He moved his body slightly, trying not to touch the wound, and protected her in his arms.

In the morning, Song Man stretched out his arms under the quilt and stretched comfortably. When he opened his eyes, he saw a room full of white coats.

She was so frightened that she sat up suddenly and saw Brother Cheng Yi sitting on the sofa, with doctors surrounding him changing dressings and checking him.

She occupied Brother Cheng Yi's hospital bed. When the doctor came, she was still sleeping and was in a state of social death.

"I, I'm going home."

Xu Chengyi cooperated with the doctor, raised his arm, and buttoned the hospital gown with one hand: "What's the rush? We'll go back after breakfast."

Aunt Song no longer interferes with their relationship, but it is not appropriate for her to stay here for too long.

Song Man watched his well-joined and slender fingers rub against the buttons. Under the light, the buttons shone a little.

She was stunned until Xu Chengyi stood in front of her, and he leaned close to her ear: "Do you like it? You can get started."

Song Man saw a room full of doctors and looked directly at them, wondering if he heard anything.

The doctor saw that the young couple had started flirting, and it was really inappropriate for them to be in the ward.

"It's not a big problem. Don't do strenuous exercise to avoid the wound opening."

Xu Chengyi blurted out: "I'll try my best."

As the nurse doctor who had been there, Xiaoxiao walked out of the ward. The attending doctor left last and was responsible for reminding him.

"When it's time to exercise restraint, you still have to exercise restraint. If it collapses again, you'll have to live there for a few more days."

Song Man watched the doctor walk by, and his meaningful look made her blush instantly.

She may not have had this awareness before, but now she doesn't want to immediately understand that she is no longer an innocent little girl.

Xu Chengyi opened the bag and cleaned the eggshells stuck to the egg whites with his fingers. Song Man walked over and asked, "Can you eat these?"

"This is for you, I'll eat this." He pointed to the porridge next to him.

Song Man took a sip of the soy milk and bit into it. Xu Chengyi opened the lid of the fried buns, and the aroma of meat instantly filled the room.

She used the lid as a plate, picked one up, and took a bite. It tasted really good.

When Xu Chengyi saw her stop, he pinched her and served her until she was full.

During the meal, neither of them spoke, they were intimate and understanding, and they enjoyed it.

At this time, the ward door was pushed open, and Xu Feibai came in from the outside: "Song Man, Aunt Song asked me where you have been. Go back quickly."

"Okay." She felt that it had taken a long time to come out, so she put down her chopsticks.

Xu Chengyi took out a tissue and wiped the oil stains on the corners of her mouth. Song Man looked at him, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say anything.

She recharged her batteries at Brother Chengyi's place last night and felt comfortable all over. However, she was about to break up and couldn't come here often.

Xu Chengyi pinched her cheek: "If you can't sleep anymore, come to me. I may not be your boyfriend, but also a family member."

Song Man nodded, turned and left. Lin Dong stood respectfully at the door: "Miss Song, I will take you back."

Xu Feibai asked anxiously: "Brother, do you really want to break up?"

"I don't want to push it too hard." Breaking up was just talk, and he didn't really want to give up.

Xu Feibai became shameless again: "Brother, you have already broken up, and I am pursuing Song Man. Do you have any objection?"

Xu Chengyi stared at him, his sharp eyes glaring at him, telling him, do you seem to have no objection to this?

Seeing his murderous look, Xu Feibai subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his face. After waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain. He boldly opened his eyes.

"Hitting you will cause the wound to burst. I don't want to stay there for a few more days."

"Brother, your recovery is too slow. I stayed in the hospital for half a month and then went home. Now the wound is growing well."

Hearing that Xu Fei's vernacular meant that he was weak, he said coldly: "What do you mean, do you want to live with me?"

Xu Feibai said anxiously: "Brother, I was just joking, don't take it seriously, I will escort Song Man back now."

Xu Chengyi calmly took a sip of porridge and said, "Bring Song Man here if necessary. If Song Man doesn't come, you will show up less often." Seeing this made him upset.

If he didn't recover well and his wound opened again, the gain would outweigh the loss, and it would be rare for Xu Fei to cherish his life.

Xu Feibai agreed, and when he walked to the door, he finally realized that he was disliked by his brother. If Song Man didn't show up, he wouldn't even be able to see his brother. What a double standard! !

Song Man returned home and saw her father sitting on the sofa in casual clothes. She walked over and hugged him.

"Dad, aren't you going to the company today?"

"As a boss, I can't be busier than my employees. Where were you last night?" Song's father asked.

Song Man hesitated to say: "I went to the hospital."

Song's father heard that she spent the night in the hospital, and Song's mother came out of the kitchen with breakfast: "Manman, don't go out so late next time, I don't know if we will worry."

"I know." Song Man admitted her mistake obediently.

Song's father walked to the dining table: "Yan Cheng has returned to China. According to his wishes, he plans to stay in China for a long time."

"Yan Cheng, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's make an appointment for dinner." Song's mother said.

"There are too many people who want to date him. Let me give it a try."

"With our friendship with him, why do we still need to make an appointment? I'll just call him."

Song Man was sitting on the sofa eating fruit and heard their chat: "Dad, who is this Yancheng?"

"Uncle Tang, he hugged you when you were a child. There is a set of ruby ​​jewelry in your cabinet that he ordered for you when you were four years old."

"Really? Why have I never seen him?"

Every year on her birthday, there were so many people trying to please her father by giving her gifts that she could fill a whole room with gifts alone.

"After his wife fell ill, he went abroad to seek medical treatment. After all these years, he didn't know whether his wife's illness was cured or not."

When Dad Song talked about his experience, he suddenly felt that he was quite happy, at least his wife and children were safe by his side.

Song's mother also remembered: "It's quite pitiful. I saw her wife at that time, such a good-looking person, turned into skin and bones."

After breakfast, Song's mother called Tang Yancheng: "Yancheng, I heard that you have returned to China. Can we have dinner tonight?"

"I was about to visit you, and I asked my assistant to book a restaurant."

"You have just come back. It would be more appropriate for us to make an order. I will tell you the address then."

Tang Yancheng smiled and said, "Okay!"

In the evening, Song Man followed her parents to the private room of the restaurant. When she entered, she saw an elegant middle-aged man in Mao suit sitting there.

Time has dyed the hair on both sides of his ears white, which does not make him look aged, but adds a bit of mature charm.

When Tang Yancheng saw them coming, he stood up immediately: "Old Song, Mrs. Song, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Father Song shook hands with him: "It's been ten years, right? What are you going to do when you return to China?"

"I've recently been eyeing the supply of materials here." Tang Yancheng did not shy away from the purpose of his return to China.

Song's father heard what he meant: "You started out as a supplier, are you trying to have a full monopoly?"

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