rebirth daughter returns

Chapter 212: Giving Gifts

The old man of the Xiao family is a man of one word and one word. If he wants to prove something, he will immediately put it into action.

This is very clear to those who are old acquaintances of the old man in Hong Kong City.

Huo Jiaying was sitting blankly on the hospital bed, and Song Yunxuan had already disappeared without a trace.

Only Huo Ting was in the ward.

Huo Ting doesn't look at her.

The expression on her face was a little crazy, and after a moment of madness, she calmed down and became a little stiff.

"Brother, tell me, why on earth did you conspire with Song Yunxuan?" She wished she could grab Huo Ting's collar, shake his body and ask him why he did this.

Huo Ting's voice was flat: "Win the king and lose the bandit."

These four words made Huo Jiaying quiet down instantly.

That's right, winners and losers.

These four words are practical everywhere. Either become king and stand on top of everyone, or lose and be trampled under everyone's feet.

The door of the ward was pushed open with a creak.

Huo Jiaying was stunned with a sad expression on her face, and looked towards the door of the room.

At the door of the room, Xiao Jiancheng was holding a Kowloon cane in his hand, and his old eyes were on Huo Jiaying: "Excuse me."

When Huo Ting saw Xiao Jiancheng, his heart skipped a beat, and then he stood up quickly: "Xiao Shibo, why are you here?"

Xiao Jiancheng glanced at him with no smile on his face: "I was going to visit your father."

"Uncle, you are too polite. I heard that you have just been discharged from the hospital. I should visit you." Huo Ting graciously supported Xiao Jiancheng into the ward, and asked Xiao Jiancheng to sit on the sofa in the ward.

Xiao Jiancheng just waved his hand and declined his polite invitation: "No, I want to meet your eldest sister."

Huo Ting pretended to be puzzled: "Jiahui?"

Xiao Jiancheng nodded: "That's right."

Huo Ting's expression moved slightly, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yu, Xiao Liang and Xiao Luo who entered the door together.

He didn't intend to play dumb: "Presumably, Uncle Shi must have come here because of what my sister said at the dinner party."

Xiao Jiancheng smiled bitterly: "That really made you laugh."

Huo Ting shook his head: "Uncle Shi, you're being polite, but Young Master Sun is young, and I can't bear to let Young Master Sun be harmed."

What he said had so much meaning that Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang looked at him sharply, wanting to cut him open.

The person present is not a shrewd person, harming Xiao Luo?
Who would harm Xiao Luo except those who have a direct interest relationship with Xiao Luo?

Xiao Jiancheng clearly reasoned the interests in his mind, and after explaining his intentions, he set his sights on Huo Jiaying.

Huo Jiaying pursed her lips straight.

"This is?"

"My eldest sister, Jiahui."

Xiao Jiancheng looked at her facial features with probing eyes.

Huo Ting felt a little uneasy, even Huo Jiaying didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Jiancheng.

She and her sister are twin sisters, and they are exactly the same from childhood to adulthood. It is not possible to tell who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister just from the photos.

But if you have been in contact for a long time, it is easy to tell who is the older sister and who is the younger sister from the personality habits.

It seemed that Xiao Jiancheng couldn't tell the sisters apart at all, because this was the first time she was so close to Xiao Jiancheng.

Xiao Jiancheng was not familiar with their sisters' personalities and habits.

"I saw you and your sisters several times when you were young, and I really couldn't recognize you when you grew up."

Huo Jiaying didn't seem to talk, and she didn't want to lie to others that she was Huo Jiahui.

She pursed her lips and raised her eyes slightly, but suddenly the words Song Yunxuan said flashed past in her mind - say the wrong thing, the person who loves you the most and the person you love the most will both pay for your mistakes of.

The person who loves her most is probably her mother, and the person she loves most is also her mother.

Without her mother, she would not be where she is today.

Although she did many willful things, she didn't want to drag her mother to suffer.

Besides, as long as the little brother in the mother's womb is safe and sound, they will have a lot of chances to make a comeback.

It doesn't matter if Huo Ting has the upper hand temporarily, Huo Ting is only one person after all.

And there were three of them.

Sister, mother, if a younger brother is born, they are like a tiger with wings added.

Therefore, if you are temporarily at a disadvantage, you must protect yourself and protect them.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes: "Uncle Shi, I'm Jiahui."

"Hello, Jiahui." Although Xiao Jiancheng was an elder, he looked very friendly at this moment. He slightly raised his hand and reached out to Huo Jiaying.

When Huo Jiaying saw that the other party was about to shake hands with her, she was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and stretched out her hand: "Hello, Uncle Shi."

Xiao Jiancheng shook hands with Huo Jiaying lightly and then let go.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang were waiting for their father to ask what happened.

However, after shaking hands with Huo Jiaying, Xiao Jiancheng said goodbye with a smile: "It's too late, and I'm a little tired, Jiahui, take care of your illness, Shibo will go back first."

Huo Ting and Huo Jiaying were startled, they didn't expect Xiao Jiancheng to leave like this at all.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang didn't understand what their father meant by what he did.

"Daddy, don't you want to say a few more words to Jiahui?"

Xiao Jiancheng glanced at Xiao Liang who was speaking, his brows and eyes darkened: "Go back, I'm a little tired."

Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang all looked like they didn't know why.

However, after Xiao Jiancheng said this, Xiao Luo obediently followed his grandfather and turned around to leave.

It's just that before he left, he deeply forgot to take a look at Huo Jiaying on the hospital bed.

Xiao Jiancheng went downstairs and left.

From the window, Huo Ting saw the three bulletproof cars of Xiao's family leaving one after another, and he still couldn't understand why Xiao Jiancheng left so fast.

Song Yunxuan, who was in front of the hospital corridor window, watched the Xiao family's car go away, turned around and glanced at the door of the ward where Huo Jiaying was.

Huo Ting came out of the ward not long after.

Song Yunxuan was ready to leave.

Huo Ting sent him downstairs together.

The inner wall of the hospital VIP elevator is as smooth as a mirror.

Song Yunxuan's complexion was like jade, cold but delicate and fair.

"Who can decide the contract between my Song family and the Huo family?"

This was the sole purpose of her coming to Port City.

However, this purpose has been delayed for so long.

Huo Ting responded to her: "I can make the decision."

"That's great."

Song Yunxuan spoke out from the bottom of her heart.

Huo Ting frowned again, as if to say something.

Before he could speak, Song Yunxuan spoke first: "Some enmity, revenge is called revenge by doing it yourself."

Huo Ting's words stuck in his throat.

He turned to look at Song Yunxuan in surprise.

Song Yunxuan just quietly looked ahead.

The elevator buttons lit up step by step, and opened with a ding on the first floor.

Song Yunxuan tilted her head and said goodbye to him. Before leaving, she stretched out her hand: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Huo Ting hesitated for a moment before reaching out and shaking her fingers.

Huo Ting only felt that Song Yunxuan's fingers were a bit cold after the fingers of both parties were lightly squeezed.

Song Yunxuan didn't care, the corners of her lips curled, and she left him a sentence before leaving: "Everyone shakes hands differently, Mr. Huo, do you understand?"

Before Huo Ting could react, Song Yunxuan nodded and left.

It's true that everyone shakes hands differently.

It's like Huo Jiahui and Huo Jiaying, even though they look exactly the same, even though they are biological sisters.

But the way they shake hands is different.

Huo Jiahui has traveled around and met all kinds of people. She has walked the red carpet hundreds of times, and her gestures are dignified, elegant, and reserved.

The subtle gestures of her shaking hands with people have been rehearsed hundreds of times in front of the mirror.

She has been in the entertainment circle for too long, pursuing the perfection of every detail under the lens of the media.

Therefore, when she shakes hands with people, she will subconsciously show a decent smile.

But Huo Jiaying is not, Huo Jiaying is a domineering young lady.

She doesn't pay attention to the details of rehearsal.

She doesn't have so many scruples when shaking hands with people.

The moment the old man of the Xiao family shook hands with Huo Jiaying, he had already clearly determined who the girl in front of him was from the bottom of his heart.

After Huo Ting figured it out, he was suddenly worried about the situation of the Xiao family.

But Song Yunxuan was extremely relieved about the direction of the Xiao family.

She was in a surprisingly good mood at night, so she asked Chu Mochen to accompany her to the shopping mall and bought cosmetics.

When I passed the children's clothing counter, I suddenly saw the pink organza princess dress and stopped still.

She remembered that Miaomiao liked pink skirts the most, and she was also very beautiful in pink skirts.

Chu Mochen noticed that her eyes fell on the children's clothes, and he was a little puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

She smiled: "Very beautiful children's clothing, if a little girl wears it, it must be very beautiful."

"Ah."

Chu Mochen just responded and didn't say anything else.

She bought cosmetics and a few fashion dresses, and was exhausted by the time she left.

When I got home, I took a shower and changed into pajamas to rest.

The door was pushed open, and Chu Mochen came in with a gift box.

Song Yunxuan was sitting on the bedside using a laptop to surf the Internet. Seeing the gift box in his hand, she felt a little strange: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Chu Mochen put the gift box on the bed: "A gift for you."

As soon as her heart warmed up, a soft smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

Every woman likes a gift from a man, and if it is from a man she likes, she will be happier.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, and now that Chu Mochen kissed her on the cheek, she reached out to untie the ribbon of the gift box.

The bow was torn apart by slender white fingers, and she gently lifted the lid of the gift box.

At the moment when she saw the gift in the gift box, Song Yunxuan still couldn't help but froze for a moment: "This is..."

"Do you like it?" Chu Mochen looked at her, his narrow and beautiful eyes were as deep as stars, and his slender eyebrows carried an intoxicating heroic spirit.

She frowned, and carefully took out the gift in the box with some doubts.

She picked up a pink organza princess dress just like that.

However, the size of this princess dress is a bit strange.

She calmed down a bit, but still couldn't help asking him: "Is this the children's clothing you gave me?"

"Didn't you say that little girls look beautiful in clothes?"

She remembered what she said when she was shopping in the mall during the day.

"You can keep this in mind." She sighed and put down this beautiful little princess dress.

She likes this dress because she still has a maternal instinct for children in her bones. She still remembers Miaomiao and her daughter.

But she and Chu Mochen have no children, so what's the use of buying this princess dress?

"Do you like your daughter?"

She nodded, "Yeah."

She loves her daughter very much, but it's not her daughter anymore.

Chu Mochen's fingers held hers and intertwined with his: "I bought it for our daughter."

She was startled, and turned her head to meet his serious and gentle eyes, a little speechless.

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