Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Song Qianxi made a video call to Chu Muhan. At this time, it was night on his side.

"Chu Muhan, I wanted to call you last night, but fell asleep."

"I guessed it, don't wait for me deliberately, going to bed early is good for the skin."

Chu Muhan got out of the car with his mobile phone and an insulated box, and walked into the spacious and bright hospital.

"Hey, didn't you stay with your grandpa in the hospital?"

Song Qianxi put on her slippers and walked out of the room, while Wang Mengxue was busy in the kitchen.

"Qian Xi, I made a sandwich, do you want juice or milk?"

"Juice, thank you, Sister Mengxue."

Song Qianxi sat at the dining table, eating a sandwich.

Chu Muhan saw that she was as cute as a hamster eating with her cheeks puffed out, and she hooked her lips happily, and picked up the thermos box and said, "I just made some porridge for grandpa when I got home, and I'm going to the ward soon."

While speaking, Chu Muhan pushed open the door of the ward and called softly, "Grandpa."

"Hey, you're here." The old man's weak voice came from the phone, "Are you videoing with my future granddaughter-in-law?"

"Yes." Chu Muhan smiled and said, "Qianxi, Grandpa wants to chat with you."

"Huh?" Song Qianxi exclaimed with a dazed expression.

Seeing that the camera turned into an old man with gray temples and kind eyes, Song Qianxi quickly spit out the sandwich that he hadn't swallowed in time, sat upright, combed his hair with five fingers, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, hello."

Why didn't damn Chu Muhan say something in advance!

She didn't even take a shower!

Moreover, the vocal cords have not yet recovered, and the voice is extremely unpleasant!

Mr. Chu looked at the beautiful and refined Song Qianxi, and was genuinely happy, "Hey, hello, you are so pretty. I heard Mu Han mention you earlier, but I have never had a chance to see you. Come to country M to play when I have time."

Song Qianxi was cramped, the hand holding the phone was sweating, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll come when I'm free. Grandpa, are you feeling better?"

Mr. Chu nodded, "It's much better."

"That's good." Song Qianxi kept laughing dryly, so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say, but fortunately, Mr. Chu didn't drag her to chat, and returned the phone to Chu Muhan. His handsome face appeared on the camera, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"You take care of grandpa first, and we'll talk when you're free."

"Well, okay, hang up first."

At the end of the video call, Song Qianxi sighed and lowered her head, inserting her ten fingers into her hair, "Ahhhhhh, it's so embarrassing, I haven't combed my hair." It's the first time I meet an elder so casually, will it give Mr. Chu a bad impression? ?

Wang Mengxue chuckled, "You are so beautiful, even if you shave your head, you are not ugly. The old man's tone is very satisfied with you. Don't worry about it. Go to work early after eating."

Song Qianxi rested her chin on one hand, biting a sandwich like an emotionless machine, "The first impression is very important, besides, even if Mr. Chu is not satisfied, he can't say it."

Wang Mengxue complained: "Think too much."

Going to work early after eating, and opening the door of the studio, Song Qianxi was taken aback, staring blankly at Han Ziqi who was lying on the ground, and asked doubtfully, "Ziqi, what are you doing lying on the ground so early in the morning?"

Han Ziqi didn't respond at all.

Song Qianxi stepped forward suspiciously, saw Han Ziqi's pale face, squatted down with a frown, pushed Han Ziqi, and found that her body was cold, she felt a little bit in her heart, "Ziqi? Ziqi! Don't scare me, Ziqi!"

Song Qianxi helped Han Ziqi up, there was a pool of blood on the ground, she was stunned, "Sister Mengxue, call an ambulance!"

Wang Mengxue was frightened and stayed where she was, Song Qianxi shouted: "Hurry up!"

"Oh oh oh, I'll call right now." Wang Mengxue made the call trembling.

Suddenly a person appeared at the door.