Chapter 85: Divorce proceedings will begin next month
Mu Jia's ears felt hot at his blunt words, and a faint blush appeared on his fair cheeks.
She subconsciously clenched the edge of the phone.
But the instigator was completely unaware of it, his deep eyes staring at her without blinking, his gaze so scorching that it almost burned a hole in her face.
Mu Jia picked up the phone in a panic and was caught off guard by his focused gaze.
The two looked at each other across the screen.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Xie Siyan's eyelashes cast dense shadows under the light, and the emotions surging in her eyes made her breathing pause.
It was only half a second of shock.
Mu Jia suddenly threw his phone upside down on the table as if he was scalded.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet room.
She raised her hands to cover her burning cheeks.
"I just got out of the shower. Talk to you later."
The screen was turned off when she spoke, so she didn't see Xie Siyan covering his mouth and coughing softly.
——
Zhou Xu appeared outside Song Mingxi's ward door again.
On that day, Mu Jia was originally at home.
But Song Mingxi said he was too bored in the hospital and texted her to come over.
In fact, Mu Jia comes to the hospital quite frequently. After all, Xie Siyan can't come out, and she has nothing to do in her spare time.
Almost every day after get off work, I would come to the hospital for a walk.
There was a soft knock on the door.
Mu Jia stood up and opened the door, only to find that it was the doctor making rounds. Behind the chief doctor was a large group of people, all wearing white coats, who must be interns.
Mu Jia hurriedly said, "We don't need to check the room here."
I told the doctor this early in the morning, for fear that it would affect Song Mingxi's sleep.
The doctor nodded slowly, "I know, I just stopped by to ask about Miss Song's condition."
Song Mingxi said, "Let them in."
Only then did Mu Jia turn sideways.
The doctor asked a few brief questions and then glanced at the temperature record.
"Miss Song, excessive worrying can sometimes cause an inflammatory response in the body. Your temperature has been fluctuating. Don't stay up late or worry too much. You need to get more rest recently."
Song Mingxi looked at the doctor and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Zhou Xu came over at this time.
He appeared at the door in a suit and tie, with a famous watch on his wrist, dressed like a typical upper-class gentleman.
Seeing such an outstanding man appear in this occasion, many interns subconsciously looked outside the door.
As a result, I saw the gentleman in a suit and tie, holding a thermos in his hand.
The chief doctor saw it and quickly understood. He turned to her and reminded her again, "You can come during visiting hours, but it's best not to come after 9 pm."
It was said to Song Mingxi.
Mu Jia said politely, "I understand."
The chief doctor led a group of people behind him and walked out, passing Zhou Xu. From beginning to end, Mu Jia's eyes were on him.
Even Mu Jia slowly realized that he had been coming too frequently recently.
Far more often than it should be.
He stood awkwardly beside the bed.
Zhou Xu coughed lightly and placed the soup on the bedside table next to Song Mingxi's bed. "This is the soup made by my aunt at home."
Song Mingxi turned his face away.
He looked like he didn't want to bother with anything.
Mu Jia was a little confused. Song Mingxi grew up in a circle of wealthy people and was good at socializing. She always treated people like Xie Siyan as her connections. After all, they might be useful to the Song family in the future.
The Zhou family is not comparable to the Xie family, but they are either rich or noble. This is the first time that Song Mingxi has treated them so coldly.
She said softly, "Mingxi, Zhou Xu is here."
"I know." Song Mingxi buried his head in the quilt, his voice muffled, "Jia Jia, you go out first."
"good."
Mu Jia stood up and said goodbye to Zhou Xu, "I'm going to leave first. Please take care of this place."
Having said that, he walked out and closed the door.
Seeing that his chicken soup was coldly received, Zhou Xu hesitated for a moment.
He quickly stood beside her bed, like a student who had done something wrong, and said, "I agree to everything you say, but marrying you... I need to ask my parents first."
Song Mingxi slowly turned his head on the hospital bed and looked at him with the eyes of a mentally retarded person.
The setting sun filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a red shadow on her pale face.
Between light and darkness, silence spread in the ward.
After a while, she turned her face away and muttered softly, as if she were talking to herself, "I was just angry." Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the corner of the quilt, and her voice was hoarse, "Who would want to marry you?"
Just jumped out of Chi Zhao's fire pit.
She doesn't want to have any contact with anyone in this circle now.
The sycamore tree outside the window rustled in the wind, as if mocking this ridiculous conversation.
Song Mingxi found it ridiculous that the person who could give such advice to his brother was now standing by her bed and confessing like a victim.
Instead, she seemed inhuman.
"How about this," Zhou Xu scratched his head and pointed at the chicken soup, "How about I go ask my parents first? You have to give me some time to ask for their permission..."
That's a really roundabout way of putting it.
Don't mention that she is Chi Zhao's ex-fiancé.
Even if she wasn't, the chances of the Zhou family agreeing to let her in were slim.
Even though she said she didn't need it, he still held on to it, as if he was sincerely trying to make amends.
Song Mingxi turned his head and looked directly at him, "Okay, go ahead and ask."
The result is the same anyway.
Zhou Xu looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to mention something else, but because her face looked really bad, he only said one word in the end -
"OK."
——
When Mu Jia came in again, Zhou Xuren had already left.
"Did you have a fight?" Mu Jia opened the chicken soup in the thermos on the bedside table. The aroma spread instantly. It was a very homely soup, but it obviously had a lot of supplements in it.
The fragrance did not soothe the person on the hospital bed, but made Song Mingxi even more irritated.
"Take it back."
"I?"
Mu Jia held the lid of the thermos.
"Yeah." Song Mingmeng was covered with the quilt, his voice muffled, "I had dinner in the hospital before you came."
It was already evening when Mu Jia left the hospital.
She followed the doctor's advice and walked out of the hospital before 9 o'clock. Before she reached the parking space, she ran into a familiar figure.
"Jia Jia,"
——It’s Cheng Yu’an.
"Are you here to visit the patients in the hospital?" Mu Jia stopped and looked at him.
This is the inpatient department. If you want to see a doctor, you usually don't come in through this door.
Cheng Yu'an looked straight at her and shook his head. "No." He opened his tightly pursed lips slightly, "I came here specifically to see you."
His eyes were fixed.
Mu Jia looked uneasy after being stared at. He raised his hand, tucked the hair behind his ear, and asked in a cool voice, "What do you want from me?"
"Jia Jia," Cheng Yu'an took another step forward, "Xie Ling and I have separated."
"I have already moved out of the marital villa. If nothing goes wrong, I will go through the divorce process next month."
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