rebirth daughter returns

People in Hong Kong live meticulously and exquisitely, and the first month is full of joy.

After Song Yunxuan came back from the hospital for examination, her lethargy has not changed.

Chu Mochen invited a private doctor in Hong Kong City to check on Song Yunxuan's condition, but the doctor only said that Song Yunxuan was deficient in energy and blood and needed supplementation.

So, after listening to the doctor's words, the family was surrounded by Song Yunxuan like a torrent of various blood supplements for several days.

A cup of bird's nest in the morning, black-bone chicken soup at noon, and various blood-enriching soups in the evening.

Song Yunxuan had no appetite for food.

After drinking a bowl, I can't wait to spit out more than half of the bowl.

Chu Mochen needed to take care of his family friends in Hong Kong City, and he even went back to Yuncheng in the middle.

Song Yunxuan got the news from Shao Xue——Yuncheng is still peaceful now.

After all, Shao Tianze changed the Gu family to the Shao family, and for the time being, he had to appease the troubles caused by the internal power transfer.

They don't have much energy to deal with outsiders.

In the afternoon, she was wrapped in a blanket, lazily watching the scenery in the garden.

The sunlight was clear and clean, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading under her feet.

Looking at it, he drooped his eyelids in a daze.

In a trance, fell asleep.

This dream was unusually quiet.

Vaguely, the figure of Song Yunxuan's mother appeared in the dream.

It was a beautiful woman, with a slender figure, clear eyebrows, a pointed chin, and a pair of eyes that were full of vigor and charm.

In the early years, Song Yunxuan's mother Fan Caidie was still in the entertainment industry for a while.

At that time, in the martial arts film jointly produced by Inland and Hong Kong City, Fan Caidie would be given a moderate role.

And Fan Caidie is always lucky to play this neither serious nor important role vividly, even overshadowing the momentum of the protagonist.

On the other hand, Gu Changge felt that Fan Caidie's daughter Song Yunxuan did not inherit such a good acting talent.

Otherwise, she shouldn't have died on the way without entering the gate of Song's house.

She felt sorry, but she also felt lucky.

If it wasn't for Song Yunxuan's death, how could she be reborn as Gu Changge.

She misses those people.

Miss those who used to live by her side, with her blood and blood.

For example--

"Xiaoyi...Miaomiao? Xiaoyi..."

Subconsciously, he murmured.

There was liquid, seeping from the corners of the eyes and running down the cheeks.

She was stuck in such thoughts and couldn't pull her feet out.

But someone stretched out his hand lightly, and pressed the skin of his fingers against her cheek, 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……

The whole person is tense!
Chu Mochen's face appeared in front of her, under the heroic eyebrows, a pair of eyes looked at her with complicated emotions.

She felt that her fingertips were a little stiff, and the startled expression on her face was still restrained.

"You just now..." He opened his lips, his eyes fixed on her, "Who are you calling?"

She froze for a moment, slowly lowered her eyes, her eyebrows furrowed silently: "I..."

She felt that she could not justify herself at all.

Gu Yi, Miaomiao.

That was her child born in October of her pregnancy.

Their flesh and blood necklaces, even if they changed their bodies, as long as they have memories, they are still unforgettable.

"Whose name are you calling?" Chu Mochen looked at her.

She raised her eyes to look into his eyes, her voice was a little dry: "I had a dream."

"What dream?" He just came back from outside, wearing a simple white shirt and overalls, the rolled up sleeves and the loose neckline are very sexy.

She suddenly calmed down, smiled slightly, and answered him: "I dreamed that I gave birth to two children for you, one named Xiaoyi and one named Miaomiao."

She answered so smoothly that it didn't seem like she was lying.

But Chu Mochen obviously didn't believe it, his eyes were dark, looking at her, 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 take a rest?"

She stood up from the wicker chair, but Chu Mochen's hand suddenly grabbed hers.

She hesitated slightly, and turned to look at him.

He was still half-squatting on her rattan chair, but at this moment, his bangs were drooping slightly, covering his thick eyes like ancient wells: "What you said just now is the name Changge gave her sons and daughters."

Song Yunxuan looked at her.

He could feel his fingers gripping his own, getting tighter and tighter.

It's getting tighter.

Song Yunxuan did not speak in such a strange silence.

But Chu Mochen asked her: "Tell me, is she still alive?"

Song Yunxuan slowly lowered her eyelashes: "Why? Didn't Miss Gu's funeral be held? The ashes were scattered."

This sentence speaks the truth.

But the truth often hits people hard.

Sure enough, Chu Mochen didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and kept his half-kneeling posture for a long time without moving.

Song Yunxuan helped him up, let him sit on the wicker chair, then asked the servant to bring a wicker chair, sat beside him, and quietly accompanied him to bask in the sun.

In her Gu Changge's impression, such days of quietly basking in the sun are pitifully rare.

However, this is indeed so comfortable now.

She has been silently accompanying him, thinking that she could accompany him for an afternoon.

Unexpectedly, only ten minutes later, a servant came from the living room and said softly, "Mister, Miss, there are guests here."

Song Yunxuan turned to look at the servant, wanting to ask who it was.

But Chu Mochen got up from the rattan chair: "You go back to the room to rest first, I'll go and have a look."

Song Yunxuan got up and wanted to follow.

But Chu Mochen turned sideways slightly, and told the servant: "Send her to rest."

The servant nodded respectfully: "Yes, sir."

Song Yunxuan was a little helpless, but knew in her heart that it was not just because Chu Mochen wanted her to pay attention to her body.

The guests who came this time may not be easy.

Thinking of this, she turned around and walked towards the living room.

The servant followed up nervously: "Miss Song, sir told me to take you upstairs to rest."

"Then go this way, isn't the stairs over here?" She looked sideways at the servant.

The servant saw that there was a thick light sinking into the water in her eyes, and finally closed her mouth and did not stop her.

……

In the living room, Lu Xia sat on the imported leather sofa, turned her head to look at the decoration style of the villa, and smiled: "This decoration style is a bit different from our Hong Kong City."

Chu Mochen on the opposite side didn't answer his words, but just lifted the lid of the teacup and picked the tea leaves, took a sip, and asked her casually: "Miss Lu is here, I don't know why?"

Lu Xia smiled, as if very happy.

With her black lace-gloved fingers, she took out an invitation card from her handbag: "Where's Yunxuan? I'm here to look for Yunxuan."

When Chu Mochen saw what she was holding, his eyes darkened: "Yunxuan is not feeling well, she is resting."

Lu Xia didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and they didn't know each other very well.

And there are conflicts of interest between each other.

If she came to the door today, probably nothing good will happen.

And this invitation...

Lu Xia seemed to know what he was thinking, and raised her hand: "Master Chu guessed right, this is the invitation letter for the Xiao family dinner."

She looked towards the direction leading to the second floor, her eyes were slightly bent, and she elegantly placed the invitation letter on the table next to her: "Since Yunxuan is not feeling well, I won't bother you, I will put the invitation letter here. Please, Young Master Chu, hand it over to Yun Xuan for me."

After speaking, Lu Xia got up to leave.

Chu Mochen suddenly sneered and said, "Why did you invite Yun Xuan alone to the Xiao family dinner?"

Lu Xia's leaving footsteps stopped, and the corners of her lips became more curved, a little enchanting, but also a little gorgeous and dignified.

She turned slightly sideways, looked back and met Chu Mochen's sharp dark eyes: "Young Master Chu, you and I understand the relationship between the Xiao family and Yun Xuan, so why deceive yourself?"

Chu Mochen's eyebrows became sharp instantly.

However, Lu Xia restrained the smile on his face bit by bit, shook his head slightly with regret, and sighed: "Even if it is deep love, it can't prevent the overall situation from changing. It's yours that you can hold in your hand, isn't it? Yours, you have to let go after all, a twisted melon is not sweet."

What she said was a bit sarcastic.

Before Chu Mochen could say another sentence.

She went out alone and drove away with her white assistant.

Chu Mochen looked at the door of the room.

His fingers were clenched into fists, his face was livid.

After a long time, she turned to look at the invitation letter that Lu Xia put on the table.

He walked over with one step, his back was quite aloof.

The slender fingers picked up the exquisitely crafted bronzing invitation letter, feeling an urge to tear the invitation letter into pieces.

It was not easy for him to get Yunxuan.

Why send Yunxuan to the Xiao family again?

Even if the Xiao family is in trouble?What does that have to do with him?
Yun Xuan is the eldest granddaughter of the Xiao family?
If Yunxuan was the eldest granddaughter of the Xiao family, if she was sent to the Xiao family, how could she come back?

Use your fingers to pinch the invitation card lightly, and the traces of tearing will appear on the invitation card.

But at this moment, a calm voice suddenly came from behind: "What are you doing?"

The movement of tearing up the invitation suddenly stopped, and his lips were pursed coldly.

There were footsteps getting closer and closer behind him: "Who came just now?"

Song Yunxuan rushed over to him, seeing the invitation card in his hand, the expression on his face changed subtly for an instant.

She was sure that this was an invitation from the Xiao family.

Invitation to the Xiao family dinner.

But, who sent this?Who was invited again?Who invited it?

are all significant.

Song Yunxuan walked to his side, looked up at the expression on his face: "Aren't you happy?"

Chu Mochen remained silent.

Song Yunxuan's fair fingers stretched out, pinching the bronzing invitation in his hand: "Show me."

Chu Mochen didn't let go, but looked at her with displeasure: "You didn't go to rest?"

"Come down for a drink."

"Lie." He exposed her without hesitation.

Song Yunxuan did not continue to pretend seriously, but nodded generously: "It is indeed a lie."

Chu Mochen held her wrist: "Why did you come down?"

Song Yunxuan got the invitation as she wished, and looked at him with clear eyes: "Don't you think this dinner might be very interesting?"

When she said this, her eyes were slightly bent, a bit naughty like a girl.

However, in the depths of the eyes, there was a little bit of coldness.

This coldness was almost covered up by her mischievousness, but Chu Mochen was still keenly aware of it.

Song Yunxuan ignored his cold expression, slowly opened the invitation card, and smiled when she saw the autograph in the column of the inviter.