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If George Sheng knew what Song Xi was thinking, he would most likely be the first to get angry.

But he couldn't figure it out, so he was temporarily soft-hearted and took her feelings into consideration.

With his head turned to the left and right, George Sheng looked at Song Xi and said expressionlessly: Why are you standing so far away? Push the wheelchair away.

Song Xi realized later and stepped forward.

When she came to him, George Sheng said in a low voice: I don't have any eyesight at all.

Song Xi lowered his gaze and secretly rolled his eyes; Jiang Jiayi was secretly jealous; Ren Lina looked at Song Xi and said nonchalantly: Just leave it there, someone will take care of it later.

At first glance, Song Xi looked like Cinderella who fell into her stepmother's house. No one in the Qiao family wanted to see her. Of course, she didn't realize George Sheng's painstaking efforts. She just thought he was going along with the flow and wanted to get married. Punish her for forced marriage.

Song Xi has long known that there is no free lunch in this world. If she dares to seek skin from a tiger, she must endure the tiger's bad temper from time to time.

The whole process lasted only ten or twenty seconds, but everyone present had different thoughts. Except for Qiao Dingxiang, he seemed to be too old to notice or have no energy to take care of these things. He had no help from beginning to end. Word.

Song Xi couldn't help but think of the outside world's evaluation of Qiao Dingxiang. They almost described him as a man who dominated the night city. They also said that he was the groom every night and Ren Lina was his third wife. This did not include those who had no name or status. , but facing such a kind and harmless old man, one can't help but wonder, can the hero still survive in his twilight years?

Speaking of eating, Ren Lina sat next to Qiao Dingxiang, still holding his arm affectionately, and said with a smile: Today's dishes are all made by Jiayi. I told you last time that you like to eat Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, Jiayi will come early in the afternoon. I’m so busy, this dish alone took more than four hours to stew.”

Qiao Dingxiang nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

Jiang Jiayi stood aside and answered obediently: Aunt Ren, you're welcome, as long as Uncle Qiao likes it.

Ren Lina looked up at Jiang Jiayi, with a charitable smile on her face like a mother-in-law looking out for her daughter-in-law.

Jiang Jiayi said: Then you guys chat first, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. I'll be ready soon.

Before leaving, she gently said to Song Xi: Sit down, stop standing.

Song Xi was speechless. She felt an urge to run away through the door. She had done something immoral. God had to let her endure this disgusting embarrassment.

While talking, George Sheng had already sat down on the sofa opposite. Song Xi couldn't stand alone, otherwise what would she become? The maid of the Qiao family?

Sitting next to George Sheng and separated by two people, Song Xi began to memorize the Leading Teacher's Guide silently. She remembered that she skipped reading all the way. Mathematics, physics, and chemistry were no pressure for her, and her English was not bad. The only thing that gave her a headache was Chinese. She really wanted to translate the classical Chinese text in the book, the words that rolled around her tongue into modern words.

She was seriously lost in thought. Ren Lina across the sofa was peeling oranges. Qiao Dingxiang suddenly said: As for the hospital, when are you going to start construction?

George Sheng said: It's the 6th of next month, and there's still one week left.

Qiao Dingxiang responded: I won't go. Your uncles' children will come over then.

George Sheng said: My sister-in-law called me the day before yesterday and said she would come back.

Qiao Dingxiang was silent for a long time, and then said: You greet them.

Song Xi had no intention of listening to others chatting about home affairs. The key word about hospital instantly attracted her attention. She was just wondering about the hospital, but she soon remembered that George Sheng went to Laozhou specifically to find Cheng Deqing. It's a hospital.

It's only been more than a month, but construction is about to start?

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Jiayi and the nanny came from the kitchen carrying plates. The former kept mumbling: Dinner is ready, come and eat.

Full of Qiao family style.

Ren Lina immediately responded: Jiayi, please sit down and rest quickly. We have been busy all afternoon. Someone will take care of it.

Jiang Jiayi smiled and replied: It's okay, Auntie Ren, I can't sit still, please help me.

George Sheng and Ren Lina were responsible for supporting Qiao Dingxiang, while Song Xi stood aside and could not help at either end. It was not that she had no vision, but she had no identity or qualifications.

George Sheng didn't even look at Song Xi. When he passed by her, he whispered: Go and help.

Song Xi walked toward the kitchen, and Ren Lina said to George Sheng: She also comes from a family of officials. What does she have more than Jia Yi? She doesn't even raise her head or open her eyes, and she has to have others bring the food in front of her. Come?

Ren Lina made it clear that she had no concerns about Song Xi, and even wanted her to hear it on purpose.

Song Xi's steps didn't stop, but the corner of his lips curled up with a hint of slight ridicule.

After she walked away, George Sheng helped Qiao Dingxiang sit down, and then said calmly: Who told you to call Jiang Jiayi?

Ren Lina's eyes were full of disgust and unwillingness and she replied: I just want her to quit before the difficulties. Don't think that just using a chicken feather can be used as an arrow. Do you think our family can come in whenever you want?

George Sheng still looked lukewarm, and his tone did not change. He said calmly: If you ask someone to play the role of a good wife and mother, don't blame others for using her as a nanny.

When Ren Lina heard this, she glared at George Sheng angrily, but she had nothing to do with him.

In the kitchen, Song Xi just walked in. Jiang Jiayi, who was instructing the chef to jump over the wall and put the steamer under the steamer, immediately turned to look at her and said, What are you doing here?

Song Xi didn't even look at her. He just said to a servant from the Qiao family, I'll serve the food.

Jiang Jiayi said: It's just the right time, please bring this over.

The chef moved a large cup of Buddha Jumping over the Wall out of the steamer with insulated gloves. Jiang Jiayi stood beside him with an instructive attitude.

Song Xi was too lazy to pay attention to her, walked over and took two plates of other dishes, turned around and walked out.

At the dining table, Qiao Dingxiang sat at the head seat, Ren Lina sat at her lower right hand, and George Sheng sat at her lower left hand. Song Xi carried the plate over, but before she could put it down, Ren Lina had already spoken, frowning slightly and said: Sweet and sour pork. As for Zhi Sheng, don’t you know what he likes to eat?”

With no choice, Song Xi could only use a little force to lift the plate and place it in front of George Sheng.

She was holding Coca-Cola chicken wings in her other hand, thinking that this was what George Sheng also liked to eat. After a short meal, she wanted to put this dish in front of George Sheng. As soon as she put the plate down, she heard from behind, Zhi Zhi Sheng, don't move, be careful of getting burned.

Song Xi turned around and saw Jiang Jiayi walking over wearing insulated gloves and carrying a huge soup cup. There were so many places on the long table, but she wanted to go to the place where the dishes were placed.

The soup cup was not light. Jiang Jiayi's arms were shaking slightly as she carried it. She was about to put it down at this moment, but there were plates on the table. After Song Xi was stunned for a moment, he immediately stretched out his hand to move out, but At this moment, Jiang Jiayi couldn't hold it anymore and the soup cup sank.

Song Xi's hand was right under the soup cup. If he pressed it up, it would burn off a layer of her skin. Between the lightning and flint, George Sheng pulled Song Xi hard. She staggered, and her hip bone hit the back of his chair. .