Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 419 Flowers Like Dreams (12)
Song Chenyi looked at him in surprise, but saw that Mu Zhentian's eyes were still on Chen Siqi's body, who would feel uncomfortable if he chased him so closely.

Jimulin put an arm around Chen Siqi's shoulders, and looked back at his daughter suspiciously. Seeing that she also showed a dazed expression, his heart sank. What was the purpose of this man? Looking at him, he seemed to know Siqi. Qi.

In fact, it should be Chen Siqi who was most at a loss. Being stared at by someone for no reason, her elegant face was stained with anger, but the man opposite seemed to know that she was unhappy, and then finally looked away.

"You are Weiran's parents, please introduce yourself, my humble Mu Zhentian."

When facing the people in this room, he rarely smiled kindly. Jimulin smiled back, and slowly took the hand he extended, but let it go quickly, and said in a deep voice: "It's a pleasure to meet you, We are Weiran's parents, Jimulin, and this is my wife, Siqi."

Chen Siqi nodded slightly towards Mu Zhentian and didn't express much. Who made this stranger stare at her just now? People in the circle would be in awe when they heard this, instead of being indifferent like the couple in front of them.

But it doesn't matter, because they are not natives of the capital, so it's no wonder they don't know about it.

Mu Zhentian asked a little out of words: "It's a pleasure to meet you, are you from Baicheng?"

Even know this?
Jimulin's eyelids twitched, but his face remained calm, and he replied politely: "Yes, my mother was worried when she knew that her daughter was hospitalized, so she rushed over immediately to see what was going on."

"That's it... Baicheng and the capital are really too far apart."

"It's not close, the plane will take several hours."

The two of them just talked to each other like this. At first glance, outsiders thought they were old friends who had known each other for many years. In fact, they just met each other just now. It's just that neither of them is ordinary. Naturally, he will not find embarrassment for himself.

Mu Zhentian is obviously not in the mood today, even Song Chenyi can see his abnormality, he is indeed too shocked, so shocked that his thoughts at this moment are all at a loss, his head seems to be empty, but he doesn't know What is missing.

"Is Mrs. Ji a native of Baicheng?"

Hearing someone mentioning her name, Chen Siqi turned her gaze back from Weiran, and was slightly taken aback when she met Mu Zhentian's somewhat unclear gaze, but she still politely replied: "Well, I don't know why Mr. Mu would Ask about this?"

It is estimated that not only she was puzzled, but everyone present did not understand. Mu Zhentian was choked, and smiled embarrassingly: "Hehe, I just think that Mrs. Ji's facial features seem to be more like northerners, so I will take the liberty I asked a question."

Even he himself can't understand such an explanation, and it's rare that everyone is not willing to expose him. Chen Siqi smiled lightly, obviously holding a very skeptical attitude towards his words. It is always said that she looks like a Jiangnan woman, and it seems that she has nothing to do with the North.

It’s just that everyone listened to such unnutritious words, and it’s over. Ji Mulin glanced at Mu Zhentian with some displeasure. He knew that Siqi couldn’t have known or met this man, so the man’s behavior What is the passion for?
"Wei Ran, are you alright?"

Xu knew that he had lost his sense, Mu Zhentian looked softly at Weiran who was lying on the bed in a blink of an eye, and didn't pay attention to the expressions on the faces of the Ji couple, it was because he didn't know how to face it.

Wei Ran took a dazed look at Song Chenyi, caught a glimpse of the tenderness in his eyes, then slowly spread a smile, and smiled at Mu Zhentian's concern: "Thank you Uncle Mu for your concern, it's nothing serious."

Mu Zhentian was filled with emotion when he called "Uncle Mu". He couldn't stay here any longer. He had to find a place to think about it. He didn't dare to be too impulsive before everything came to a conclusion. My mother said that if the hope that I have been looking forward to for so many years finally becomes possible, it will be so indescribable how I feel in my heart.

Mu Zhentian smiled, patted Song Chenyi on the shoulder, and said in an elder tone: "Take good care of her."

After finishing speaking, he said goodbye to everyone, and then, under the eyes of everyone, he left calmly. Before he left, he did not forget to drag Mu Yunhai away with him.

A room full of stunned people was left behind.

Chen Siqi frowned, looked at Weiran, and sighed helplessly. Jimulin patted her on the shoulder comfortingly. They had known each other for decades, and he knew her better than anyone else in the world. Even though he was curious about Mu Zhentian's various attitudes, he believed in her!
After such an incident, everyone felt powerless. After Song Chenyi talked about Mu Zhentian's identity and the time when he and Weiran met each other, he concluded that it was the kind of superficial relationship. It's not enough to let that great god come to visit in person.

And none of them could explain Mu Zhentian's behavior of staring at Chen Siqi just now, but although they had doubts, they didn't know where to find the answer, so they simply let it go.

At noon that day, Wu Juanqing and Song Qinghui rushed to the hospital to visit Weiran, and also met her long-lost in-laws by the way. Chen Siqi originally wanted to stay again, but Wu Juanqing persuaded her to go back to rest anyway. What a young man, the body needs to be taken good care of.

Weiran naturally feels sorry for her parents, and there is nothing serious about her, she just needs to rest, not to mention that Song Chenyi will stay to take care of her in the afternoon, because of this, the Ji couple left in peace, as for the living With the Song family here, it was naturally impossible for them to live outside, so a group of people got into the car and headed for the courtyard.

On this day, apart from the excitement in the morning, the room finally returned to a decent ward appearance, and it was no longer so noisy.

The sofa in the ward is really not enough for Song Chenyi, who is about 1.8 meters tall, to lie on it. If he can take care of his head, then only half of his legs will be exposed, and he will be in a constantly broken posture. It hurts, if he took care of his legs, then his head would undoubtedly have to be placed outside. After going back and forth, it was uncomfortable no matter how he lay down, so he stabbed at the side of the bed. The woman rushed over.

Weiran didn't fall asleep completely, she only felt the bed around her sink a lot in a daze, and there was a 'creaking' sound, and then a big hand naturally wrapped around her waist, and the sudden weight on her body Let her kick her legs in protest.

(End of this chapter)