He Mengjie felt that she should say something to express her gratitude, but Wenxuan did not seem to intend to give her this opportunity.
While waiting for the elevator, he kept talking to Wen Tingyu and asked her what she had done in the afternoon. When Wen Tingyu talked about cleaning in the afternoon, he burst out laughing for some reason.
Wenxuan looked at her with confusion. She broke free from Wenxuan's arm and took out a small camera from the small bag she was carrying. This camera must also belong to Wenxuan. She was fine at home, so she let him
She played with it.
Wen Tingyu fiddled with the camera, raised his head and winked at He Mengjie, then handed the camera screen to Wenxuan's eyes: "Dad, look!"
He Mengjie had a cold feeling, as if she had been tricked by someone. When she saw Wenxuan holding back her laughter, she had a bad feeling, so she involuntarily leaned over and glanced at the camera in Wenxuan's hand.
Wenxuan didn't seem to intend to hide it from her, and even wanted to deliberately let her see it by stretching the camera towards her.
He Mengjie suddenly blushed with embarrassment. This was a photo of her wearing that big floral shirt. In the photo, she was dressed more like a village girl than a village girl, which made people want to complain.
Wen Tingyu giggled, squatting on the ground, holding his belly. Wenxuan finally couldn't help laughing, and the deep laughter rolled in his throat. Although it was a mockery, it sounded
No uncomfortable feeling at all!
He Mengjie pursed her lips and glared at Wen Tingyu. Although she was very embarrassed, she was not too angry in her heart.
She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, looked at Wen Tingyu and said, "You have my photo, don't I?" After saying that, she stretched the mobile phone in front of Wenxuan.
Wen Tingyu jumped up and tried to grab her cell phone, but failed.
The smile on Wenxuan's face grew stronger. He held the bouncing Wen Tingyu with one hand, and opened the photo album on He Mengjie's phone with the other hand. His eyes narrowed when he saw the photos in the album, his soft eyes
The light flows slowly in the eyes, with indescribable tenderness.
He hugged Wen Tingyu with his big hands, bent down and kissed Wen Tingyu on the forehead, and praised softly: "My Tingyu is the most sensible child!"
Wen Tingyu was stunned, and her face turned red with embarrassment under her father's sudden gentle kiss.
That shy expression, the slight pink color on her cheeks, coupled with her snow-white skin, beautiful face and lolita outfit, simply make people's hearts melt. At this moment, she is not that annoying and mischievous."
"Red Boy"? He is clearly a beautiful elf!
He Mengjie looked at her and couldn't help but feel a little soft in her heart.
The elevator door opened with a ding. Wenxuan turned around and returned the phone to He Mengjie. The smile on his face seemed to have not faded away. "Thank you." He didn't know whether he was thanking her for giving him the phone or thanking her for helping.
He took a photo of the little lolita.
"No thanks." He Mengjie replied seriously, grinning at Wenxuan before the elevator door closed.
He Mengjie returned to the ward, and when passing by the nurse's station, she saw nurse Xiaomiao with an excited face.
Xiaomiao was two or three years older than her, but she was still about the same age. She was in charge of He Dasheng's bed, so she was relatively familiar with He Mengjie. She had a gossipy look on her face and waved to her: "I heard that the man just now is a lawyer.
Ah, do I know you?"
He Mengjie rolled her eyes in her heart, but with a polite smile on her face: "Yes, I am a tutor in his family."
"Oh..." Xiaomiao responded, and then her tone sounded a bit regretful, "I didn't expect that he looks quite young, and he actually has a child." She still seemed a little unbelievable, and raised her eyebrows.
He Mengjie wanted to confirm her speculation, "Is that little girl his daughter?"
He Mengjie finally couldn't help but rolled her eyes, because the expression on Xiaomiao's face was clearly that of a nymphomaniac. "Yeah, otherwise, who should I be a tutor for? His daughter is already five years old."
"Oh... you're so lucky to be a tutor and meet such a handsome dad!" Xiao Miao patted her on the shoulder in a bit of a naughty way, just like those best friends in school often do.
He Mengjie smiled and winked at her: "However, that child has no mother. Speaking of which, Barrister Wen is still single!"
"Oh! It's true!" Xiaomiao was extremely excited, but He Mengjie couldn't bear to look at her excited expression, and quickly returned to the ward before she asked any other questions.
When she returned to the ward, she still couldn't escape other people's gossip. Out of gratitude to others for helping to take care of her grandpa, He Mengjie politely answered the gossip questions from the family members of the patients in the same ward. After finally calming down, she began to help her grandpa wash his body and then help him.
He sat up and moved his hands and feet slightly.
According to the doctor, grandpa should get out of bed and do rehabilitation exercises starting tomorrow. The sooner he can exercise and walk, the better his recovery will be. In He Dasheng's ear, she gently conveyed the doctor's meaning to him, and finally told him:
He doesn't have to worry, a good caregiver will be there to help him tomorrow.
The aroma of rice wafted over, making He Mengjie's stomach growl. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten to bring dinner to her grandfather when she came. Just when she was about to ask someone to check for her again, her cell phone suddenly rang.
He Mengjie looked down and her heart skipped a beat. It was Wenxuan.
What would happen if he came to her now? She felt a little nervous for no reason, so she took a deep breath and answered the phone.
Wenxuan is always so efficient when making phone calls. He gets straight to the point, but is confused: "Which filling is better for dumplings? Leeks and eggs, or pork and green onions?"
He Mengjie was stunned, not knowing what he meant. She could only hear Wen Yunen's voice next to her saying to her father: "I think the meat stuffed with green pepper is delicious..."
After not hearing He Mengjie's answer for a long time, Wenxuan seemed a little impatient: "Tell me quickly, what kind of stuffing do you want!"
"What kind of stuffing do you want..." Each word of this sentence floated into He Mengjie's ears gently, but it seemed that when combined together, she was a little confused. After a few seconds, He Mengjie suddenly woke up and understood.
He understood the meaning of this sentence. Did he mean to buy dumplings for her?
"Then let's go with leeks and eggs!" Wenxuan was obviously impatient and helped her make the decision, and was about to hang up the phone.
At this moment, He Mengjie suddenly spoke up and asked in an extremely flattering manner: "Is there anything stuffed with cabbage and pork?"
Wenxuan was silent on the phone for a moment, and then replied: "Yes, just wait." Then he hung up the phone without warning.