Mrs. Gu looked at the gate, then at him, and comforted her with a smile: "Zixu, Tongtong has always been stubborn, but she really likes you in her heart."

"Thank you, Auntie." Liang Zixu nodded to her, and then walked towards the door of the villa.

Walking to the door, she saw the Sheng family's car parked at the door of the villa, and Gu Xintong got into the back row of the car.

This made him have to admit: Gu Xintong is now Sheng Muhan's wife, this is an indisputable fact...

But he believed that Gu Xintong still loved him in his heart, and would come back to him sooner or later.

...

"Madam, the young master is back." Sister Jin handed Madam Sheng a cup of scented tea.

Old Madam Sheng slightly raised her eyelids, watched Sheng Jingrong walk in from the entrance, and let out a faint snort.

"Grandma, are you still up so late?" Sheng Jingrong came over to say hello.

Old Madam Sheng did not respond to his question, but looked at him coldly and said, "Jing Rong, let me ask you, why have you not let the little fool drink pork liver soup?"

A look of surprise flashed across Sheng Jingrong's face, and he didn't panic after guessing that it must be Xiao Liu's complaint.

Instead, he said with a serious face: "Grandma, the purpose of making Xintong drink pig liver soup is to replenish her blood, but if she can't drink it, and she vomits once after drinking, what's the use of drinking like this?"

The old lady got angry and said, "It's better than not drinking at all."

"It's easy to cause stomach injury if people have too much nausea, which is not good for her."

"Jing Rong, why are you protecting her so much?" Mrs. Sheng sized him up from top to bottom in puzzlement, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Or...you don't want the little fool to recover?"

"Grandma misunderstood." Sheng Jingrong was still calm and calm, as if he couldn't hear the meaning of the old lady's words: "I did this just to hope that Xintong's health would recover, in case Mu Han's unforeseen circumstances Yes, if grandma thinks I did something wrong, then continue to stew pork liver soup for Xintong, I don't care."

He smiled and took a sip from his teacup.

Mrs. Sheng coughed lightly, and then laughed: "Jing Rong, don't get me wrong, grandma is mainly frightened by Mu Han's successive illnesses, and I am afraid that something will happen to him. Actually, you are right. Xintong can't drink the pork liver soup, if we force it, it will be counterproductive, and it will not be good for her body."

"It's good that grandma understands." Sheng Jingrong put down his teacup and said, "Grandma, it's getting late, let's go back to the room early to rest."

"Well, you should rest early, too."

Sheng Jingrong nodded to her, got up and walked upstairs.

After watching his back disappear on the second floor, Mrs. Sheng and Sister Jin looked at each other, and whispered: "Am I really a little oversensitive?"

Sister Jin comforted her with a smile: "The old lady did this for the sake of the second young master, which is understandable."

When Sheng Jingrong went up to the second floor, he happened to meet Sheng Muhan who was coming out of the elevator in the basement.

"Brother is back." Sheng Muhan greeted him, and unbuttoned his body while walking towards the bedroom.

After lying in the hospital for two days, he just wanted to take a hot bath.

But Sheng Jingrong stopped him suddenly and asked, "Did Xintong come back with you?"

Sheng Muhan paused slightly, then looked back at him suspiciously: "What do you mean? I should come back with her?"

"Mu Han, she is your wife."

The couple was hospitalized together, but he ran back first by himself, which should not be reasonable!
Sheng Jingrong really couldn't stand it, so he asked.

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