Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Seeing Song Zhiyu, Jiang Qie couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Not tired. Has Doctor Qiu gone home?"

"Well, Xie Xianqing sent her back to the hotel."

Jiang Qie nodded and saw a piece of paper in the man's hand. Why did the paper look so familiar?

The other party seemed to have noticed his gaze and smiled softly: "So this is how I am in Ah Qie's heart."

"!" Jiang Qie remembered that he seemed to have drawn a Q version of Song Zhiyu on Qiu Qing's notebook just now. She said why the color of this paper looked so familiar. Isn't it the color of Dr. Qiu's notebook!

"No, no, I just drew it casually, not seriously."

"Heh." Seeing the girl looking helpless and shy, Song Zhiyu wanted to tease her.

"Just drawing casually? It seems I am not the person who can ask you to draw seriously."

"No!" Jiang Qie sat up straight, thinking of something to say to make amends, "I can draw it seriously. I was in a hurry just now, so I drew a Q version."

"When we return to Yuncheng, I will definitely give you a painting that I have carefully drawn."

Song Zhiyu looked at the girl who seemed a little anxious and smiled. He still preferred to see the lively Jiang Qie.

"It's just for fun. It's a good drawing. I like it very much."

For ventilation, the window in the ward was open, and at this moment a breeze blew in from the window, blowing the man's hair in the forehead. With a gentle smile, a magnetic voice, and a handsome face, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a gentleman who shines like a pearl in the world.

Jiang Qi lowered his head and felt his ears burning. For the first time, he felt why he was so useless and blushed every time.

"By the way, when will we go back to Yuncheng?" Jiang Qie asked. School matters did not affect her, but she remembered that Song Zhiyu seemed to need to go back to Yuncheng Hospital to deal with some things.

Song Zhiyu folded the paper in his hand and carefully put it in his pocket, and replied: "The day after tomorrow. We will be discharged after another check-up tomorrow."

Ignoring the man's actions, Jiang Qie nodded calmly, "Okay."

After Song Zhiwan left the hospital, she did not return to the Song family. Instead, she and Jiang Ci went to the Jiang family. Song's mother asked her to deliver something to Ji Shu.

After closing the car door, the two entered, but saw no one in the living room.

"Xiaoyu hasn't arrived home yet, we have to wait a while."

Song Zhiwan smiled and said, "That's great. The school is less than half an hour away from home, and I can go home for lunch. By the way, where's my aunt? My mom asked me to send something to her."

Jiang Ci looked around. The housekeeper was in the garden, the other servants were in the kitchen, and Ji Shu was not in the living room. She was probably in her room or study.

"Let's go upstairs and take a look."

The two of them came to the room and knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. They turned and walked upstairs to the study.

This was Song Zhiwan's first time going to the study upstairs, and he asked curiously, "Is the study upstairs used by Auntie?"

Jiang Ci thought about it, nodded, and then said: "Actually, it's not my mother's study. That study was used by my aunt before."

"Aunt?" Song Zhiwan seemed to have heard her mother say that Jiang Ci had an aunt. The three of them were very good friends when they were young. But later, she died in an accident. The child she gave birth to at great risk did not live for more than a few hours. Her husband could not accept the departure of his wife and child, so he went far away and left this sad place.

When she heard Song's mother say this, she felt it was a pity.

The two came to the study, the door was half open, and sure enough, Jiang's mother was sitting on a chair, looking at a photo frame.

"mom."

"Auntie."

Ji Shu looked in the direction of the voice and said, "Xiao Wan is here, come quickly."

Song Zhiwan keenly felt that Ji Shu was in a bad mood at the moment. He glanced at Jiang Ci and saw that the other person's expression was also not very good.

"Auntie, why are you sitting here alone? It's so boring."

Ji Shu smiled and asked, "I'm not bored, I just want to come up and sit down. By the way, how is your mother doing recently?"

Ji Shu and Song's mother have been best friends for many years and have a very good relationship. It's just that they have been getting together less often recently. But Ji Shu still misses this only good friend she has left.

"My mother talks about you every day, so she asked me to bring you something."

Song Zhiwan is indeed the king of flattery. He is good at speaking and uses all the tricks of acting like a spoiled child at home on Ji Shu. But Ji Shu also falls for it and is coaxed into being very happy. She no longer looks sad at all.

Suddenly, Ji Shu stopped talking, looked at Song Zhiwan's face, and said inexplicably: "If that child is still alive, he should be one year younger than you, and should be as lively and lovable as you." After all, her parents are so outstanding, and such a perfect match.

Song Zhiwan was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that the child Ji Shu was talking about might be the child of Aunt Jiang Ci, and it seemed to be a girl.

"Mom." Jiang Ci couldn't help but shout.

Ji Shu just held the hands of the two people beside her, looked at the photo frame on her lap, and said slowly: "When your aunt found out that she was pregnant, we were all very happy, especially your father and your uncle. Your grandparents only gave birth to your aunt as a daughter, and they raised her with love. Now that she is pregnant, everyone is hoping it's a daughter. In the end, it really is a daughter, but..."

Ji Shu didn't say anything else. As a result, everyone knew that the Jiang family's only precious daughter was gone, and the child in her belly, who was loved and expected by everyone, was gone before she even saw this world.

Song Zhiwan also looked down at the photo frame. In the photo, the woman lowered her head and stroked her belly, while the man standing next to her looked at his wife tenderly, his heart and eyes filled with her.

They are such a loving couple, but unfortunately things don't always go as planned.

But she actually felt that these two people looked familiar, as if they looked a bit like someone she knew, but not the same. Song Zhiwan was amused by her own thoughts.

Jiang Ci saw Song Zhiwan smiling inexplicably and looking at the photo very seriously, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah?" Ji Shu also turned around and looked at Song Zhiwan after hearing the voice.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Ji Shu didn't think much of it and smiled, "It seems that Xiao Wan also thinks that they are a good match, right?"

"Yeah, they're a perfect match. I was smiling not because of anything else, but because when I looked at the people in the photo, I felt that they looked familiar. I could almost imagine what their daughter looked like in my mind."

"Really?" Ji Shu had never thought about it this way, but became interested after hearing Song Zhiwan's words.

"Let me think about it. These two people look familiar to me. It could be my illusion. But such good-looking people should give birth to good-looking children too. The eyes and the nose are really similar, but not quite. Let me think about it~ It's like, it's like..."