I can’t stand it anymore! My ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me every day

"I've made it so clear... Can you agree? Go and persuade him, okay?"

"..."

Sheng Xiangsi didn't say anything. Fu Hanjiang was so persistent, which meant he must have his own ideas. She didn't think that she could persuade him to change his mind.

"You won't agree?"

Not getting an answer, Xi Chen's eyes turned cold.

"Speak! What are you thinking about? What is more important than his life!"

Suddenly, he sneered.

"Haha, how could I forget that you don't want him anymore... Are you afraid that he will pester you again?"

Xi Chen took a deep breath, "So, you don't care whether he lives or dies? You have such a cruel heart!"

He shook his head repeatedly, "I know! Then just pretend I was never here! And I didn't say these words to you!"

After saying that, he glared at Sheng Xiangsi hatefully, swung his arm, and turned away.

"Xi..."

Sheng Xiangsi had no time to call her, let alone explain further.

As for Fu Hanjiang...

Do her words really work?

He turned around, went up to the second floor, entered the room, sat down in front of the dressing table, and opened the drawer next to him.

Took out a box.

She opened the lid and found a small object inside... the peach-pit whistle she gave to Fu Hanjiang.

In Haicheng, she picked it up.

I couldn't return it to him, so after I brought it back, I found a box and kept it carefully.

He stared at the peach pit for two seconds, reached out, took it out, and held it in his hand.

Suddenly, he clenched his palms.

Xi Chen was right again.

First, she was worried that she couldn't persuade Fu Hanjiang. Second, she was indeed worried... Once she went...

So, their relationship...

What will it become?

"mom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Junjun was finished with get out of class.

"Hey."

Sheng Xiangsi put the peach pit back into the box, closed the drawer, got up and opened the door.

Junjun rushed to Sheng Xiangsi and rubbed his stomach, "I'm hungry."

"Baby, you've worked hard." Sheng Xiangsi picked up her daughter with a smile, "Let's eat right away."

"Yeah!" Junjun held up two fingers, "I want to eat two bowls of rice, no... three bowls!"

He also didn't forget to raise one more finger.

"Okay."

Sheng Xiangsi responded with a smile.

Junjun has her new small bowl, which is not big, and three bowls is not too much.

It was because Junjun ate too much and suffered from indigestion a few days ago, so Fu Hanjiang specially asked someone to make it for her.

Environmentally friendly material, not afraid of falling, uses her favorite Minnie pattern, bowls, chopsticks, plates and fruit plates, a complete set.

When it comes to pampering his daughter, he is very comprehensive.

Maybe it’s because of Junjun, lately, whenever I think of Fu Hanjiang, it seems that I always think of his good side...

After accompanying Junjun for dinner and coaxing her to sleep, Sheng Xiangsi returned to her room.

On my mobile phone, there is a message from Ren Ce, which is the training schedule. It’s time to get busy.

She put down her phone, took out the information that Ren Ce had given her before, and prepared to continue reading.

However, one moment it was Fu Hanjiang's face, and the next moment, it was Junjun's face...

The father and daughter are becoming more and more alike...

Sheng Xiangsi put down the documents, got up and went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

...

hospital.

Sheng Xiangsi arrived at the ward and Rong Zheng opened the door for her.

He got the news from Mu Yun and knew that she was coming.

"Acacia."

"Rong Zheng."

The two of them greeted each other briefly.

Rong Zheng pointed inside and said, "Second Master is awake, you can go in by yourself."

"okay."

Sheng Xiangsi nodded, and when she looked up, Xi Chen came out of the kitchen holding a tray.

"Uh, lovesickness..."

"fine."

Rong Zheng stepped forward and wanted to help.

But Sheng Xiangsi waved her hand and rejected it, "Don't worry, we won't quarrel."

Sheng Xiangsi doesn’t know what kind of person Xi Chen is, so she won’t comment.

But at this critical moment, she at least considered Fu Hanjiang.

"coming?"

Xi Chen was stunned at first, then smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Have you figured it out? Have you prepared yourself mentally?"

"..."

Sheng Xiangsi didn't comment, actually, no.

However, regardless of their ten years of friendship or the fact that he is Junjun's father...

There was no way she couldn't come.

Even so, she wasn't sure if her coming would be of any use.

"All right."

Xi Chen took a deep breath and smiled brightly, "Now that you're here, I feel relieved. Here, I'll give it to you."

Without hesitation, he handed the tray to Sheng Xiangsi. "Catch it, or else it will spill as soon as I let go!"

"..."

Sheng Xiangsi had no choice but to accept it.

"you win."

Xi Chen clapped his hands, curled his lips and glanced at her.

"But I didn't lose! I quit on my own initiative! You must remember that if he wasn't so seriously ill... I would never give up on him like this!"

He smiled and winked, "I'm not needed here anymore, so I'm leaving!"

He walked past Sheng Xiangsi and took two steps forward.

"correct."

Suddenly, he stopped again, "I almost forgot to tell him... Please tell him for me. I won't tell anyone else that he is sick. How could I do something to hurt the person I like?"

"He still doesn't believe it. I really like him!"

Although her face was smiling, her eyes were gleaming with a sparkling light.

Xi Chen sniffed, "This time, he really left!"

He turned around, facing away from Sheng Xiangsi, raised his arm high and waved, "Let's go! No need to see me off!"

"..."

Sheng Xiangsi watched her leave and said slowly, "Go slowly."

"OK!"

Sheng Xiangsi couldn't help but laughed softly.

Ever since they met Xi Chen, they have never gotten along well and have disliked each other since childhood.

But at this moment, Xi Chen made her feel a rare favorable impression of him.

She believed that Xi Chen really liked Fu Hanjiang very much.

Once, Xia Meng also said the same thing...

Xi Chen and Xia Meng, they... are different.

After seeing Xi Chen off, Sheng Xiangsi carried the tray and turned into the inner room. When she entered, she knocked on the door.

"Don't come in!"

From inside, Fu Hanjiang's angry growl was heard.

Sheng Xiangsi frowned and pushed the door open and went in.

"I'm sick!"

Fu Hanjiang didn't look at her. He turned over, facing away from her, and pulled the quilt over his head.

Sheng Xiangsi:......

He is so irritable and loses his temper easily, no wonder his condition gets worse!

Without saying anything, she placed the tray on the bedside table first, then set up the dining table that came with the bed and moved the tray onto the dining table.

There was a busy moment, with rustling sounds.

"Tsk!"

Fu Hanjiang had his head covered, but he still felt annoyed. His disgust was so full that it was about to break through the quilt.

"Get up."

Sheng Xiangsi sighed and said softly, "Xi Chen has heated up the soup... drink some."

"No! You're so annoying..."

Sudden.

The restless ball in the quilt froze.

Fu Hanjiang could hear something strange through the quilt. It wasn't Xi Chen? Xi Chen wouldn't say that about himself...

Wait, this voice...

"!"

Fu Hanjiang was overjoyed and pulled back the quilt. He opened his thin lips slightly and stared at the person in front of him without blinking.

Opening his mouth: "..."