Chapter 603 I know what I should do (3)
As a matter of principle, she won't recklessly comfort her, otherwise this little thing will yell "Dad, Dad" when she sees everyone in the future, so it's okay?

"Huh?" Song Wang glanced at Cheng Siqi, and threatened the disobedient little thing in his arms.

"Dad!" The little guy resolutely turned his back, smiling and waving his fists, "Dad, Dad!"

Song Wang was satisfied, and with a low "um", he gave him back to Cheng Siqi. The eldest and second child in other people's arms bit their fists and looked at him, as if they were thinking.

Cheng Siqi couldn't help laughing, and carried the well-behaved Song Youan to the bedside, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's not as serious as what Zhuo Hang said!" Jiang Yuan smiled.

"It's not that serious?" Zhuo Hang raised his eyebrows unwillingly, "When I went to your house in the morning, you were lying on the bed and burned into a brick!"

"..." Cheng Siqi was a little speechless to his metaphor, and looked at Jiang Yuandao, "If you are sick, you should rest well. Although it is summer, you can't take a cold and fever lightly."

"I know." Jiang Yuan's smile deepened, his eyes curved into beautiful arcs, "Don't worry, you'll be fine after the injection."

"Well," Cheng Siqi nodded, "I need to rest more when I go back."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan replied.

He spoke briefly, his eyes were clear, and he looked calm and breezy, but Song Wang felt that there was something different from the previous few meetings.

Jiang Yuan like this made him feel a little more at ease, not worried that Cheng Siqi would notice something.

"Drink more water when you have a fever, especially in summer," Song Wang also suggested with a smile, "Eat more fruits and vegetables."

"I know." Jiang Yuan glanced at him, "It's nothing, Zhuo Hang has always made a big fuss, so please come over and take a look."

"It should." Song Wang said politely.

The group stayed in the ward for only a few minutes before being sent to the stairs by Zhuo Hang.

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, staring at Dian Dian in a daze.

When Zhuo Hang turned back, he saw him looking thoughtful, and sat on the chair with his legs crossed, and said, "I'm going to be idle now, tell me what's wrong with you?"

"Are you asking without knowing it?" Jiang Yuan gave him an annoyed look.

"Fart!" Zhuo Hang got up and washed himself an apple, took a bite and said, "Of course I know you have a fever! I asked you and Xiaoxiao what happened? She didn't come in the morning, she said she was away for a while to relax, Wang Jing said that you were together last night."

Zhuo Hang chewed the apple, thoughtfully said: "Have you had a relationship?"

"No." Jiang Yuan smiled.

"She's interested in you," Zhuo Hang said, spreading his hands, "It's been quite a few years."

"I found out last night."

"What do you think?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Yuan glanced at him, "I have no idea."

"Not touched?" Zhuo Hang took another bite of the apple, and analyzed, "She is pretty good, suitable for you, and there will be no problem with you for the rest of my life."

"You're wrong." Jiang Yuan lowered his head and smiled, "If you want to find someone to marry, anyone can do it, but she can't."

Zhuo Hang froze for a moment, and met his eyes.

It's clear.

It is painful for a woman to give her marriage but not love, to get along day and night.

"Siqi really suits you very well," Zhuo Hang chewed the apple slowly, bowed his head and said, "It's a pity that you are married, and there is a little difference in your age. Well, the relationship between her and Mr. Song is also indestructible..."

Zhuo Hang sighed, and raised his eyes to look at him seriously: "In short, in short, you have to let her go, as I said long ago, falling in love with her is a tragedy."

Jiang Yuan didn't speak.

Zhuo Hang said again: "When Qingluo auditioned, I felt that you fell in love with her."

Jiang Yuan still didn't speak.

"Hey, I said," Zhuo Hang was unhappy, "Did you understand what I said?!"

"I understand what you mean," Jiang Yuan smiled calmly, supported his body with one hand and chose a more comfortable position to lean on, and said slowly, "Some things can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences, and it's not that I can do whatever I want. But don’t worry, there’s nothing to worry about, I know what I should do.”

"That's good." Zhuo Hang breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yuan bowed his head and thought for a while, then thoughtfully asked, "What is Wang Jing's arrangement today?"

"There are still two roles that have not been chosen. He has his eyes on Cheng Siqi and Mr. Song."

"Tell him not to think about it." Jiang Yuan said directly, "You call him and ask him to prepare for the second role selection as soon as possible. Those two cannot play this role."

"He decided that Cheng Siqi was suitable to play Qiyao."

"She doesn't know how to act, so don't waste time," Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed between his eyebrows, "Call the phone, and I'll tell him."

(End of this chapter)

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