When Mu Xuan came back, he could clearly see the changes in his sister and Zhuihun. Seeing this, he finally felt relieved. If Zhuihun became his brother-in-law, he would definitely support it with both hands.
Zhuihun asked about the situation in Dallas in detail, and after much thought, he decided to go back. Knowing that the two were in love, Mu Xuan generously patted his chest and asked his sister to go back with Zhuihun. About the company,
He and William can handle it.
Soon, Zhuihun took Mu Xin back to Dallas.
In that eye-catching and luxuriously decorated apartment building, early in the morning, I heard "dong dong dong" footsteps coming from the stairwell.
Zhi Xing hurried downstairs, inspecting his dress as he walked. When he went downstairs, Xiao Yanche and Xiao Ji were already sitting at the dining table.
Xiao Ji rarely wears a school uniform. Although he is still developing, he is a natural dresser. Putting on a well-tailored uniform, he becomes more and more handsome, and there is a vague sense of natural nobility.
Xiao Che sat next to him, very quiet all the time. Xiao Ji took good care of him, and he even took care of Xiao Che longer than Zhi Xing, a mother.
Mrs. Liu walked out of the kitchen carrying milk and asked, "Where is the eldest young master?"
Zhi Xing frowned, turned his head, and shouted upstairs, "Jie, hurry up! You're going to be late!"
Yan Shengjie walked down lazily, raised his eyes and glanced at her, "If you weren't so enthusiastic this morning..."
Zhi Xing rushed over and covered his mouth, his face turned red, he lowered his voice and glared at him, "How can I?! You are the overlord, okay?"
Yan Shengjie raised an eyebrow, Xie Si's eyes narrowed into lines, and there was a half-smile in his eyes, which made Zhi Xing's face turn even redder.
Xiao Ji shook his head helplessly and tried the temperature of the milk to make sure it wouldn't burn Xiao Che, then handed it over and said, "Xiao Che, drink some milk."
There was never much expression on Xiao Che's pretty little face. Although, his dad and mommy could not help being "out of place" occasionally.
"Miss, young master, come quickly and have breakfast." Mrs. Liu greeted.
Looking at his watch, Zhixing shook his head, "If you don't want to eat, it's almost too late."
Without saying a word, Yan Shengjie took her hand and walked into the restaurant, pressed her on a chair, raised his eyebrows, "Nothing is more important than your meal." As he said that, he pushed the breakfast in front of her and said with one word,
"eat."
Zhi Xing curled his lips, but obediently picked up the knife and fork and stuffed it into his mouth randomly, keeping his eyes on Xiao Ji, "Xiao Ji, don't be nervous when you go on stage! Isn't it just the governor presenting awards?
, just think of him as wood!"
Xiao Ji picked up the napkin, gently wiped the corners of Xiao Yanche's mouth, and looked back at her speechlessly.
It's obvious that she is more nervous, okay?
Yan Shengjie looked at his son opposite, a hint of warmth flashed across his charming face, "Kitty cat, do you want to come with us?"
Xiao Yanche raised his astonishingly bright eyes, "Mommy has to take care of my little uncle and me, so it will be very hard."
Yan Shengjie shook his head and laughed. This boy puts his mother first in everything. His father seems to be just a decoration.
"Son~" Zhi Xing was moved by Xiao Che's thoughtfulness, crossed the table and kissed his son's little face.
Xiao Che calmly used the back of his little hand to wipe off the things that mommy had stained on his face.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Yan Shengjie simply gave A Xian a few instructions and left with Zhi Xing and Xiao Ji.
Because Xiao Che has a weak constitution and often gets sick, he never goes to school. Instead, he stays at home and Xiao Ji teaches him his homework.
After mom, dad, and uncle left, he returned to his room, sat on a small chair, faced the black stick, squinted his big eyes, and murmured to himself, "It seems like he's getting heavier again."
some."
"Xiao Xiaoshao, we are going to the hospital!" Lan knocked on the door.
When M is not here, Xiao Che goes to a nearby doctor for check-ups every month and gets various data, which will be sent directly to M.
"I know." Xiao Che changed his clothes, picked up his cane, opened the door and followed Lan to the hospital.
Because M had specially explained it, a dedicated person was responsible for Xiao Yanche's examination, which saved a lot of trouble. But today, the doctor happened to have an emergency at home, so he entrusted other doctors to help.
Xiao Yanche sat quietly on the chair. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a doctor wearing a mask walked in. The hair on his forehead was a bit long, almost covering his left eye.
When he came to Xiao Yanche, his right eye fell on the black stick he held in his little hand, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"Sit on the chair over there."
His voice was cold, and there was even a hint of hatred in it that was not obvious.
Xiao Che walked over, climbed up on the chair with difficulty, looked at him approaching with clear eyes, and suddenly said, "Uncle doctor, you have a strange smell."
The man was shocked and looked at Xiao Yanche with even colder eyes. He slowly put his hands into his pockets and asked, "Kid, what did you say?"
Xiao Che's little hand grasped the black stick tighter and said quietly, "You smell different from the uncle doctor before."
Hearing this, he seemed relieved, took his hand out of his pocket again, and said casually, "We are in different departments and are exposed to different drugs, so of course the taste will be different."
Xiao Che tilted his head and just looked at him without saying anything else.
He took the syringe and said in a gentle tone, "Kid, we need to draw some blood for examination. Don't worry, uncle will be very gentle and you won't feel any pain."
"Why do we need to draw blood?" Xiao Che opened his big eyes and looked at him for a moment, "The doctor uncle has never done anything to draw blood before."
He seemed to be impatient, "Why do you talk so much? I'm a doctor, and I'll do it if I say it's necessary! Do you understand? Roll up your sleeves quickly."
His dislike for Xiao Che became more and more obvious, and his tone became more rude.
Xiao Che frowned and refused flatly, "Uncle M said that you can't give my blood to anyone else casually! No one!" As he said that, he had already jumped off the chair, turned around and was about to leave.
"Damn it, stop!" The man grabbed Xiao Che, picked him up like a chicken, pressed him on a chair, and sneered twice, "Listen, kid, I don't have much patience, you'd better be obedient!
"
Facing his face, Xiao Che clearly saw that his eyes were actually purple.