"Pfft" -

Although the situation was not appropriate, Xie Wanxin couldn't help laughing out loud.

She hadn't seen her son look so silly since he was two years old.

Yan Zixiu was a little embarrassed, so he didn't answer the question.

Jing Fengyi clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed, trying to retain his son's last few minutes of marriage, "Xiao Ci, you should have a good rest first."

At this time, Xie Wanxin secretly pulled the corner of his clothes, signaling him not to remind her, and then took out his mobile phone and opened the video.

Between his son and his wife, Jing Fengyi chose to "sacrifice" his son without hesitation, so he didn't say anything.

Seeing that Yan Zixiu ignored him, Jing Shaoci squeezed his hand and asked persistently, "Is there a way?"

Yan Zixiu just wanted to answer you at this moment. I not only got married, but also divorced twice. Am I satisfied?

But Xie Wanxin was present, so he could only say, "Yes."

Jing Shaoci's eyes turned cold in an instant, "Who is it?"

Yan Zixiu held his breath and gritted his teeth and said, "You."

Jing Shaoci heard this and suddenly widened his eyes, "Is there such a good thing?"

Puff——

Xie Wanxin, who was secretly recording, couldn't help it again.

Yan Zixiu deeply felt that it was not Jing Shaoci who was unlucky at this moment, but himself.

In order to avoid more embarrassing things later, Yan Zixiu immediately sat down beside the bed and said, "Don't talk, go to sleep."

Jing Shaoci looked at his face without blinking, and then nodded slowly.

After he closed his eyes, Xie Wanxin stood up and said, "Xiu Xiu, thank you for taking care of Xiaoci. We will go back first."

A mother-in-law who can assist should learn to create space for the young couple at any time.

Yan Zixiu also stood up, "Mom, I'll take you..."

Before he finished speaking, he clearly felt the big hand on his wrist tighten.

"No need to see me off. We'll meet at home."

Jing Shaoci had just finished surgery, and Yan Zixiu couldn't force himself to leave, so he had to say, "Goodbye, Mom and Dad."

After Jing Fengyi and Xie Wanxin left, Jing Shaoci opened his eyes again.

"We really got married."

Yan Zixiu looked at him indifferently, "Divorced, I wrote the divorce letter myself."

Jing Shaoci's expression instantly changed to:???

Then he held it in for a long time, and uttered a sentence incoherently: "...I have a toothache."

Yan Zixiu looked at the small bump on his face that had not yet disappeared, and suddenly felt that he was too childish.

He knew that the other party was not in a clear state of mind, and what he said and did could not be taken seriously, so why bother with so much.

So he took a deep breath, then held Jing Shaoci's hand and said, "We'll get married when you get better. Now go to sleep."

"Okay."

When Jing Shaoci woke up again, he returned to his cold and indifferent look.

After the doctor came to see the situation, he told Yan Zixiu, "Mr. Jing can be discharged from the hospital."

After returning home, Xie Wanxin laughed out loud when she saw Jing Shaoci.

Jing Shaoci's eyes flashed with doubt, and when he was about to ask the reason, Yan Zixiu said first, "Mom, is dinner ready? I'm hungry."

Jing Shaoci must not be allowed to know what happened when he was still under anesthesia, otherwise he would not be the only one to be embarrassed.

When Xie Wanxin heard this, her attention was diverted, and she immediately asked the chef to prepare dinner.

After dinner, Yan Zixiu returned to his bedroom and started carving hexagrams on the woodcarving.

But because Jing Shaoci had undergone surgery, he only carved the Qian and Kun hexagrams, and then they took a shower and rested early.

Originally, Yan Zixiu planned to meditate all night, but Jing Shaoci looked at him sitting cross-legged and said expressionlessly, "Lie down."