Song Ci slept all night and felt well recovered the next day. She learned from Han Wangwang what happened to Terun and his daughter, and felt very happy!
"Give me my phone. I need to see the photos of this scumbag father and daughter being deported." Although it is not nice to kick someone when they are down, Song Ci just likes to see Eliza in trouble.
Han Wangwang said, "I'll send you the link."
Song Ci opened the news link Han Wangwang had shared and saw the photo of the father and daughter being deported. In the photo, Idris and Eliza both had their hands covering their faces, their heads lowered. Even without being able to see their faces, one could tell they looked dejected, like dogs that had lost their home.
Song Ci silently clicked a like on the comment section of the report before putting down her phone and asking Han Wangwang, "What is your little cousin doing?" Song Ci had been awake for quite a while and felt strange for not seeing Han Zhan.
"The baby was born much earlier than expected, and my cousin went out to buy things for the baby. Aunt Fei thought their baby would be born in two months, so she took Uncle Yan Jiang with her to seek Buddhist scriptures."
Song Ci held her forehead when she heard this. "Wangwang, you're only one year younger than us, yet you keep calling me Aunt Fei and Uncle Yan Jiang. It just doesn't make sense to me."
Han Wangwang stuck out his tongue, touched his nose, smiled adorably, and said, "I'm younger than the older generation, and there are still older people who call the younger ones uncles. Mine isn't the most exaggerated."
Song Ci shook his head and laughed.
"I'm hungry."
Hearing Song Ci say she was hungry, Han Wangwang quickly stood up and said, "The doctor said it's best for you to eat a light diet for the next two days and wait a few days before replenishing your body. Auntie Fei made you some egg custard before she left. I'll go get it for you."
Han Wangwang ran downstairs and brought back the warm egg custard. Song Ci was so hungry that she could eat a cow. When she saw the egg custard, she devoured it in one gulp.
She ate something and then felt warm in her stomach.
The crib has not been bought yet, so the child temporarily sleeps in the same bed with Song Ci. The little guy's face is still wrinkled, but not as red as last night. He finally looks like a human being.
Han Wangwang sat by the bed, teasing the little guy, and said with a smile from time to time: "Little brother, call me sister, and I will give you candy if you call me sister."
Song Ci couldn't help laughing when she saw this. She teased Han Wangwang, "Since you like children so much, why don't you have one with your Jiang Zhen?"
Han Wangwang's face suddenly turned red.
She felt embarrassed, shifted her butt on the chair, and whispered, "We are still young, there is no need to rush."
Knowing that she was shy, Song Ci changed the subject to something lighter, "How are the wedding preparations going?"
Han Wangwang said, "My mom is in charge of the preparations back home, and there are wedding planning companies in Wangdong City, so there's nothing I need to oversee."
"Where are the wedding photos? Have you taken them?"
"We did take wedding photos, but the finished product isn't ready yet." Han Wangwang remembered that Song Ci and Han Zhan didn't take wedding photos when they got married. She asked Song Ci, "Aunt, why didn't you take wedding photos when you and my uncle got married?"
Song Ci and Han Zhan were forced to get married and get married, so they had no time for wedding photos. Song Ci couldn't tell Han Wangwang the truth, so she said, "I didn't think wedding photos were interesting at the time. I can take wedding photos later when I lose weight."
Feeling that the term "wedding photo" was inappropriate, Song Ci changed the term to "a family photo."
Han Wangwang comforted her, "You can wear a wedding dress for family photos."
Han Wangwang had little experience with weddings and many things she didn't understand, so she sat by the bed and asked Song Ci for advice. Song Ci had been married herself, had helped Arang organize a wedding, and had been a bridesmaid before, so she knew all about weddings.
Han Wangwang asked the right person.
The two chatted for a while and then heard a knock on the door.
Song Ci looked up at the door and saw Su Beibei leaning against the door frame.
Su Beibei had a light makeup on her face, which made her look very rosy. She wore a black A-line slim long skirt and a black lace clavicle chain around her neck. The Gothic style suited her very well.
Han Wangwang knew that Su Beibei and Song Ci had something to say, so she made an excuse that she was going to call Jiang Zhen and left.
After Han Wangwang left, Su Beibei walked into the room and stood at the end of the bed, sizing up Song Ci's complexion. She had been stabbed in the back during childbirth the previous night, and she looked very pale.
Su Beibei sat beside Song Ci's bed, held her hand, and asked distressedly: "Song Song, are you feeling okay?"
Song Ci replied, "I feel okay, but the wound hurts a little." Thinking of Su Beibei who had also experienced the pain of cesarean section more than a month ago, she asked Su Beibei, "How is your wound recovering? Actually, you shouldn't have come. It's too tiring to go with them." Song Ci was worried that Su Beibei would not be able to bear it.
Su Beibei said: "I'm not tired. I promised to attend your victory night and I won't go back on my word." On the day Song Ci left for Belgium, Su Beibei was also discharged from the hospital. Her aunt took good care of her for a month, and she recovered quite well.
Song Ci asked her again: "Did you meet Li Li later?"
"We have a child, so there are always opportunities for us to meet. And I think he hasn't given up on me yet, and he's always looking for opportunities to show his presence in front of me."
When Su Beibei mentioned Li Li, her expression was quite complicated.
Song Ci looked at her meaningfully and couldn't help asking, "Beibei, do you still want to remarry him?"
Su Beibei was silent for a long moment after hearing this question, then she said, "Li Li is like an itchy pimple on the sole of my foot. It hurts when I scratch it, but it itches again if I don't. I finally made up my mind to cut that pimple off, but I'd rather have a scar on the sole of my foot that heals slowly than have that pimple grow back."
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