Chapter 472: It was given by Ricky for his birthday last year
The servant was a little surprised when he saw him, and stared back at him coldly, not daring to look again.
Qiuxiang came out and immediately reported to him: "Master, I have already given the medicine to my mistress."
"Well, you all go down and rest."
After waving his hand, he carried the stupid dog and went in. Han Yixing was half-lying down without even looking at the door. His cold and indifferent look made him irritated. What should he do before she would be willing to follow him?
Say a word?
Meng Beichen walked over gently. She lay on her side and looked towards the window. Her eyes were empty and she didn't know what she was thinking. He put the stupid dog in front of her, and she immediately exclaimed. [
"No!"
This time the voice contained some surprises and finally had some ups and downs. She reached out and took it, hugged it tightly in her arms, rubbed her face, and smiled with some satisfaction.
This was the first time Meng Beichen had seen her smile in so many days. He felt lighter at that moment, thinking that she must be in a better mood, so he tried to find something to say and asked, "Did you buy this dog yourself?"
He thought only boring people would ask this kind of question, but he thought she might only respond to this kind of topic.
"It was given by Ricky for her birthday last year." She lowered her voice after saying that, holding the big dog with a sad face. This year was her eighteenth birthday, but that day, she was plucked from an isolated island.
Grass……
Meng Beichen's face turned gloomy after hearing this. Just now he was thankful that this big dog could make her feel better, but now he wanted to throw it into the fire right away.
Gretsch gave it to her. Because it was given by him, she liked it so much. Now she feels better just by hugging it?
His chest heaved rapidly with anger, and even his breathing became heavy. He pressed down hard. He walked back and forth in the room twice. When he turned back, she had closed her eyes while hugging the big dog.
Suddenly I remembered that she said her birthday was the seventh day of November, and now...
Sighing, he actually missed celebrating her birthday, such an important eighteenth birthday. How did she spend it?
"Xing'er, when you are ready in a few days, I will help you make up for your birthday."
His voice was low, and he sat down on the edge of the bed. He was afraid of scaring her, so he just pulled the quilt over her and covered her up. He looked at the cloth dog and narrowed his eyes slightly.