flashy wedding

Chapter 959 Finale! (twenty four)
She yelled and hurried over.

Lu Jixiang stood where he was, watched her approach, and then said: "Are you still there? It's late now, it's good that Song Jincheng and I are here to guard, you go back and rest!"

Qin Keqing shook her head and said, "What's the matter? What if you two quarreled?"

Lu Jixiang couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.

She said: "You think too much, Qin Keqing, don't worry, we won't quarrel!"

Qin Keqing raised her eyebrows.

She looked at her friend and asked, "Did you two shake hands and make peace?"

Lu Jixiang frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"The reconciliation is as good as before!" Qin Keqing said: "It's been so long, for the sake of the child, and for yourself, do you still want to divorce?"

Lu Jixiang turned his head away.

"I never changed that mind."

She said, walking towards the bathroom.

Qin Keqing froze in place.

Pei Qian came over and said slowly: "Actually, both of them have a stubborn temper, and neither of them is willing to give in first. But marriage is different from love, how can they continue to be deadlocked like this?"

Qin Keqing was thoughtful.

She turned to look at Pei Qian and said, "Pei Qian, do you know something?"

Pei Qian shrugged his shoulders and replied: "It's not that I know something, it's obvious, it's just that the authorities are delusional. But, you can rest assured, they are married and cannot be separated!"

"how do you know?"

Qin Keqing looked at him in surprise.

Pei Qian smiled meaningfully: "He won't be willing to let go."

When he returned to the ward again, Song Jincheng was standing in front of the table laying out the meal. The adjutant had just delivered the midnight snack, exquisite and delicious crystal dumplings, fried dumplings, and white rice porridge.

"Come over and get something to eat."

Seeing her back, Song Jincheng said calmly.

"Oh."

Lu Jixiang did not refuse, and came to the table to sit down.

"Drink some porridge?"

Song Jincheng asked, looking at her.

"it is good!"

Lu Jixiang nodded.

Song Jincheng didn't speak any more, and served her a bowl of porridge in silence.

"Thank you."

Lu Jixiang looked polite and distant.

Song Jincheng didn't react too much, and brought her an empty plate and a pair of chopsticks, and said, "Eat slowly, don't get burned."

Lu Jixiang said 'hmm', lowered her head and took a sip of the porridge cautiously, maybe it tasted good, or she was really hungry, her face showed a satisfied expression, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Song Jincheng leaned against the table, looked down at her, his eyes were full of affection, which never changed.

Soon, Lu Jixiang found out.

She suppressed the smile on her face again, put the bowl back on the table, and said in a cold voice deliberately: "Mr. Song, is there anything else you can do?"

Song Jincheng found it interesting.

He put his arms around his chest, with a half-smile: "It's all right, I just think Ms. Lu is pretty, so I want to take a second look!"

Lu Jixiang turned his head abruptly, staring at him.

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows: "Why, is there something I said wrong?"

Lu Jixiang was so angry that he gave him a hard look, lowered his head and continued to drink the porridge, and stuffed another steamed bun into his mouth along the way, his cheeks on both sides were bulging, and he looked like a gluttonous little squirrel.

Song Jincheng smiled helplessly, and habitually reached out to touch her little head.

But Lu Jixiang hid aside, speaking vaguely: "Song Xiansen, his self-respect..."

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows.

He sternly said, "Talk after eating, be careful not to choke!"

Lu Jixiang tried very hard to swallow the food in his mouth, and then said solemnly: "Mr. Song, please respect yourself and speak up if you have something to say, don't touch your hands!"

Song Jincheng was not happy.

He darkened his face slightly, and said, "Jixiang, is that why you insist on talking to me like this?"

Lu Jixiang stood up from the table, met his gaze, and said with a straight look: "We are going through a divorce lawsuit. What I hope you can understand is that if it wasn't for my daughter's illness, I wouldn't be here at all!"

Hearing this, Song Jincheng couldn't help sneering: "So, it's all our father and daughter's fault. We delayed your dating with other men?"

Lu Jixiang's expression was surprised.

She looked at Song Jincheng in disbelief: "What's wrong with you? Song Jincheng, you weren't like this before. What about you, your demeanor? What about your upbringing?"

Song Jincheng sneered: "My wife is almost gone, what kind of demeanor and education do you need?"

"you!"

Lu Jixiang opened his mouth, about to say something.

At this moment, there was a movement on the bed.

Song Jincheng was the first to sense it, and rushed to the bed, looking at his daughter excitedly.

"baby?"

He tried calling out.

Lu Jixiang also rushed over, carefully looking at the child on the bed.

Gradually, the little girl who had her eyes closed slowly opened them.

In an instant, she burst into tears.

"Missing relatives! Missing relatives!"

Lu Jixiang was so excited that he wept.

"Doctor! Doctor! The child is awake!"

Song Jincheng rushed out and called the doctor loudly.

Soon, a group of doctors in white coats rushed over and began to examine the child in an orderly manner.

Lu Jixiang stood outside, looking at his daughter surrounded by doctors, tears streaming down his face.

She choked up her voice, probably because she was so excited that her whole body was trembling.

"Okay, Jixiang, don't cry."

Song Jincheng came over and gently took her into his arms.

"It's okay to miss your relatives, right?"

she asked crying.

"Yes, I promise, nothing will happen to my daughter!"

Song Jincheng replied, stroking the girl's back with his big hands, only to realize that she has lost a lot of weight, almost only bones, and no flesh can be touched.

Lu Jixiang sniffed, and deliberately wiped his tears on the man's expensive shirt.

Song Jincheng stroked her little head, pampering her helplessly.

At this moment, the phone in Lu Jixiang's pocket suddenly rang. She took it out without paying attention, but found that it was Tang Xiaoning's phone number.

Song Jincheng also saw it.

His face was sullen, and his eyes turned cold.

"I'll take a call."

Lu Jixiang said, retreated from his arms, and prepared to go outside with his mobile phone.

Song Jincheng turned sideways, and said slowly: "My daughter misses you very much. When she was sick, she kept calling her mother."

(End of this chapter)