Chapter 323 Look at how magnanimous she is towards other men?
"Besides, she's already slept with other men and had children. Wouldn't you feel better if you slept with me one more time?"
Lu Qinghe's face darkened at the thought that she had lain with Song Yanzhi earlier that day, and he suddenly pushed the woman down onto the ground—
Duan Xue's lips curled slightly... Did he actually like that woman, or did he just want to sleep with her and have her?
"Ring ring—" His phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. He paused for a moment, then Duan Xue suddenly pulled him down by the neck and kissed his lips passionately.
The person who called him was Lu Qingya. She had already arrived home and had been waiting for her brother to return for a long time, so she called him.
His phone rang for a long time but no one answered. Had his assistant taken him to a hotel? Or had something happened to him?
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The next morning.
Nanxia had just woken up when her son and daughter brought her breakfast.
"Why are you two here so early today?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at them.
"I heard that you and Uncle Lu are going to get your marriage certificate today, so my sister and I came early. Mommy, do you really like Uncle Lu?" Zhouzhou asked, standing by the hospital bed.
Nanxia watched Madam Song pouring porridge from the thermos. If Madam Song knew that she was only doing this to repay a debt of gratitude, she would definitely try to dissuade her in every way.
But this kindness cannot go unreturned.
"Hmm." She could only nod in response. Madam Song paused, unsure of what to say.
"Oh, that's alright then." Zhouzhou replied with some disappointment, not saying anything to stop her, as long as Mommy is happy.
Nanxia looked at her son and daughter and asked, "Don't you want Mommy to marry him?"
"No, Mommy, you can be with whoever you like, as long as you're happy," Zhouzhou said considerately.
Nanxia looked at her son and daughter, feeling very touched—but she could also tell that they weren't too happy to go to the Lu family's house.
"By the way, why hasn't Uncle Lu arrived yet?" Zhouzhou asked curiously after looking around the house.
"He went out for a business dinner last night, probably drank some alcohol," she said indifferently, not at all looking forward to his arrival.
The ward door creaked open, and Song Yanzhi walked in carrying breakfast. He was in a bad mood after not finding his ID last night and went drinking with his best friend. He wondered if this was fate.
But this morning I still got up early and made her a big breakfast myself.
He glanced at the woman sitting on the hospital bed, said nothing, and silently placed several thermos containers on the coffee table.
My mom brought breakfast too, but she definitely won't eat what I made.
"Son, did you make breakfast yourself?" Mrs. Song asked deliberately, looking at her thermos.
“…Hmm.” Song Yanzhi responded in a low voice, then said, “Let her eat what you brought, she won’t eat what I made.”
Nanxia's gaze slowly fell on him. He was always upright and spirited, but today he was completely different. His eye sockets were sunken, and there was a faint dark blue covering his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night.
His face was sickly pale, even his lips were bloodless, and he looked indescribably haggard, as if all his energy had been drained away.
He exuded a faint melancholy, like a thin mist enveloping him, making even the surrounding air seem somewhat oppressive, causing her uncontrollable heartache...
"Since you've already made it, let me try it," Nanxia said suddenly, as if possessed.
Song Yanzhi looked at her, somewhat surprised—was she willing to eat again now? This might be the last time she ate his cooking?
Once she and that man become a real couple, she'll be even less likely to eat the food she makes.
Mrs. Song opened the thermos her son had brought. Inside were seafood porridge, light side dishes, and a pizza he had made. "My son is amazing! When did he learn to make this?" she exclaimed.
"I've never had your pizza before."
"Let alone pizza, I've hardly ever eaten any of the dishes you cook yourself," Mrs. Song sighed. The aroma wafted out as soon as the pizza box was opened.
And the seafood porridge—its fresh and fragrant aroma makes your mouth water.
"Grandma, my sister and I want to eat Daddy's pizza too." Zhouzhou looked at the pizza with lots of cheese and toppings and couldn't resist trying it.
Actually, they had eaten breakfast before they came.
"Okay, there's plenty more. Come on, let my precious grandson and granddaughter have a taste!" Madam Song said, giving each of them a piece of cheese. The cheese strands were particularly long.
The rest were given to Nanxia.
Qiaoqiao took a bite, her eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her face. She even spoke up, which was rare for her: "Daddy is awesome!"
"Mmm, Daddy's cooking is so delicious, much better than what you get in restaurants," Zhouzhou said after taking a bite.
Song Yanzhi walked over to them, patted their heads, and said:
"Daddy will cook for you again next time. While we're still in China, eat as much as you can, because you won't be able to eat Daddy's cooking again later."
Both children became depressed upon hearing his words...
"Daddy, did you drink last night? You still smell of alcohol on you today." Zhouzhou smelled the alcohol on him and asked with some sympathy.
"I only had a little bit, not much." After lying, he looked around the room and asked with a smile, "Where's Lu Qinghe? Hasn't he arrived yet?"
He wasn't enthusiastic at all when we went to get our marriage certificate today.
“He went out for a business dinner last night, and I guess he drank some alcohol. It’s okay if he comes over a little later,” Nanxia said, glancing at him.
Song Yanzhi nodded. Look how magnanimous she is towards other men! A feeling of oppression and sourness welled up inside her, and she felt suffocated just standing in the room.
"I'm going out for a smoke," he said, and then left the ward.
He walked slowly to the window, leaned weakly against the cold wall, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and put it in his mouth, lit it with a click, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke—
Madam Song followed them over, and seeing her son's haggard appearance, she felt very distressed. "Are you really going to let Nanxia marry that man?"
“She’s so determined, even her two children support her, what can I do?” Song Yanzhi smiled bitterly and took another drag of his cigarette.
"If the soft approach doesn't work, let's try the hard approach. We'll just bring Nanxia to our house to recover from her injuries. I don't believe that man will dare to try and take her away then."
Madam Song said domineeringly, "Anyway, that man hasn't arrived yet, so it's not too late to kidnap him now."
“Forcing her will only backfire. She’ll hate me even more. Once she’s healed, she’ll leave anyway,” he said, glancing at his mother.
"Is there no other way?" she asked, frowning.
"Let nature take its course. Perhaps we are just not meant to be... If she really wants to take the children and settle abroad, I will go there too, just to keep my son and daughter company."
"I'm worried about my two children living with the Lu family. I'm afraid those people will treat them badly," he told his mother.
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