Chapter 118 (1/2)
If George Sheng knew what song Xi was thinking, he would be the first to die.
But he couldn't figure it out, so he was so soft hearted that he took her feelings into consideration.
The left and right heads have turned around. Georges Sheng looks at Song Xi and says without expression: ”what are you doing standing so far away? Push the wheelchair away.”
Song Xi knew later and stepped forward.
When she came to him, Georges Sheng said in a low voice, ”I have no vision.”
Song Xi hung his eyes and rolled his eyes; Jiang Jiayi was secretly jealous; Ren Lina looked at Song Xi and said, ”just put it there. Someone will clean it up later.”
At first glance, Song Xi is like Cinderella who has fallen into her stepmother's house. No one in Qiao's family likes to see her. Of course, she doesn't get George Sheng's ”painstaking care”. She just wants to punish her for forced marriage.
Song Xi has known for a long time that there is no free lunch in this world. If she dares to seek skin with the tiger, she has to bear the bad temper of the tiger from time to time.
The whole process was only ten or twenty seconds, but everyone present had different thoughts. Except Qiao Dingxiang, he seemed too old to notice or have the energy to manage these things, and he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end.
Song Xi can't help but think of the outside world's evaluation of Qiao Dingxiang. He can't help saying that he was the one who covered the sky in the night city at that time. He also said that Ren Lina was his third wife when he was the bridegroom night and night. It's not even those who are not famous. It's just that in the face of such a kind and harmless old man, it makes people feel sad. Is it OK to eat in the old age of Xiaoxiong?
When it comes to eating, Ren Lina sat beside Qiao Dingxiang, still holding his arm intimately, and said with a smile: ”today's dishes are all made by Jia Yi. Last time I said that you like to eat Buddha leaping wall, Jia Yi came early in the afternoon, busy and busy. This dish alone stewed for more than four hours.”
Qiao Dingxiang nodded slightly, but said nothing.
Jiang Jiayi stood aside and said, ”aunt Ren, you're welcome, as long as Uncle Qiao likes it.”
Ren Lina looks up at Jiang Jiayi, with a smile like a mother-in-law's daughter-in-law's.
Jiang Jiayi said: ”then you talk first. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. It'll be ready in a minute.”
Before leaving, she gently said to Song Xi, ”sit down, don't stand.”
Song Xi is speechless. She has ten thousand impulses in her heart. She has done something immoral. God wants her to endure this disgusting embarrassment.
While talking, Georges Sheng has already taken a seat on the opposite sofa, and Song Xi is not good enough to stand alone, otherwise what will she become? Qiao's maid?
Sitting next to Georges Sheng, separated by two people, Song Xi began to recite ”chushibiao” silently. She thought that when she was skipping all the way, mathematics and chemistry had no pressure on her, and English was OK. The only headache was the classical Chinese in Chinese. She really wanted to translate those sentences into modern words.
She is serious and absent-minded. Ren Lina on the opposite side of the sofa is peeling an orange. Qiao Dingxiang suddenly says, ”in terms of the hospital, when are you going to start construction?”
”On the sixth of next month, there's another week,” said Georgeson
Qiao Dingxiang answered: ”I won't go, and then some of your uncle's children will be there.”
”My sister-in-law called me the day before yesterday and said she would come back,” Georges said
Qiao Dingxiang was silent for a long time, and then said, ”please greet them.”
Song Xi didn't mean to listen to other people's chatter. The key sentence of ”hospital” immediately attracted her attention. She just wondered what kind of hospital she was in, but soon remembered that Georges Sheng went to Hezhou to find Cheng Deqing just to open a hospital.