Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 226
After Shi Yanqing left, Zhang Ma suddenly became gossipy: "Miss, you think Shi Yanqing won't be interested in you, right?"

Xiang Wan closed his eyes and said casually: "As for me, if I have no family background, no background, and my mother is still lying in a vegetative state in the hospital, who would want me? Yan Qing's family is good, and he can make money. Hotels, restaurants I have opened a lot, why should people be interested in me? You still treat me like a treasure, and you are afraid that I will bump into you all day long."

Zhang Ma doesn't think so: "In my opinion, it's just that the master is gone, the wife is lying in the hospital, and nothing else has changed. You are still the noble Miss Xiang, who is good-looking. Who can see you?" Like? Not only do I regard you as a treasure, but the second master also treasures you?"

As soon as this kind of topic came up with Zuo Xingyun, Xiang Wan felt awkward: "Can you stop talking about Zuo Xingyun?"

"It's not that I want to get involved with him, it's the truth." Zhang Ma helped her tuck the quilt: "You should sleep a little longer, and you will get better soon after resting."

Xiang Wan sighed helplessly, pretending to be asleep even if she couldn't sleep, it was better than listening to Mama Zhang nagging about what was there and what was not.

At dinner time, Mama Zhang specially asked Uncle Yuan to bring porridge from home. Chicken breast and a lot of tonics were added to the porridge, which smelled good.

Xiang Wan had a rare appetite, so after finishing one bowl, he added another: "This is delicious, let's have this tomorrow morning too."

Mama Zhang blamed, "You want to exhaust Lao Yuan to death? He is very old and can't get up so early. The porridge has been cooked for more than two hours."

"Uncle Yuan made it?" Xiang Wan was a little surprised. In the past, it was not up to Uncle Yuan to cook for the Xiang family. After all, Uncle Yuan was the housekeeper, not a special cook. Apart from the cook, only Mama Zhang would cook for her herself sometimes. food.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that, right? Don't look at him who is usually strict, he still has some cooking skills. But he can only cook porridge."

When Zhang Ma mentioned Uncle Yuan, the smile on her face never faded.

"You smile so happily, you don't mean to be interested in Uncle Yuan, do you?"

Xiang Wan's question meant 'revenge'. Who asked Mama Zhang to gossip about her in the afternoon?
"You child, what are you talking about? I'm already old, and you're ashamed of me..."

Zhang Ma's face flushed, and at first glance, she seemed to be several years younger all of a sudden.

The two were joking, when the door of the ward was pushed open suddenly, and Zuo Xingyun and Ah Chen walked in.

Xiang Wan hastily wiped off the porridge from the corners of her lips with a tissue. In front of Zuo Xingyun, although she had experienced many embarrassments, she would subconsciously maintain her image.

As soon as Ah Chen arrived, he looked into the porridge insulated box: "Miss, you've eaten a lot, it's bottomed out..."

Xiang Wan was embarrassed for a while: "Can't you look at other places?"

Ah Chen listened to her, and turned his attention to the flowers and fruit baskets in the ward: "Hey, there are so many flowers and fruits, who came here?"

Xiang Wan: "..."

She subconsciously glanced at Zuo Xingyun.

His eyes under the lens were cold, and he briefly glanced at the bouquet of flowers and fruits: "It's the first time I see someone who visits patients and gives roses."

Only then did Xiang Wan realize that one of the bouquets was pink roses. Although it was mixed with carnations of the same color, they were still mostly roses.

She handed the empty bowl and spoon to Mama Zhang, and answered angrily, "It's pretty pretty..."

Zuo Xingyun glanced at her, and suddenly walked to the bouquet of flowers, twisting the cards inside with his slender index and middle fingers...

(End of this chapter)