"Ma'am, please don't be angry. It's not worth it to ruin your health over such a small matter."
Du Ping sighed, patted her back gently, and advised, "Have you forgotten? The old lady told you not to interfere with the second young master's marriage, otherwise she would send you to a sanatorium abroad.
Besides, when the old lady saw her the day before yesterday, her attitude was so intimate that she must have decided on this granddaughter-in-law.
If you tell the old lady that she is fickle now, she won't believe you. Instead, it will only make your relationship with her and the Second Young Master even more distant. Then, you won't even have a place to stand in the Pei family."
Every word and sentence of Du Ping formed a certain picture in Cui Xueheng's mind.
She felt her breathing tighten and her heart seemed to be grabbed tightly by someone. An invisible pressure and pain dominated all her emotions and feelings.
Even a nerve in the brain was being pulled violently.
She grabbed Du Ping's hand and pursed her lips. "Am I going to watch Meng Sheng enter the Pei family? Obviously... obviously Ah Ci is so good, Ah Ping, tell me... what should I do?"
Listening to her incoherent words, Du Pinghui held her hand and continued to comfort her, "Madam, don't be afraid, you still have the young master and Huanhuan, they will all stand by you.
Isn't she going to the old house to attend the old lady's birthday party on the 6th? There are so many relatives and friends coming that day, they will definitely see Meng Sheng's true face. "
Cui Xueheng suddenly felt a little dazed and even a little tired.
She leaned most of her strength on Du Ping and murmured, "Is... is that so? Huanhuan... yes, I still have Huanhuan."
"Madam, let's go to the exhibition first. The painting that Miss Gu recommended doesn't seem to be in this exhibition area."
"good."
Cui Xueheng nodded, and just as she turned around, she suddenly thought of something and urged, "Hurry up and take a picture of Meng Sheng with your phone, so that you won't be unable to produce evidence later."
Du Ping was helpless, "Madam, there's no need..."
Cui Xueheng was very stubborn, "Hurry up and take the photos, or you won't be able to see them anymore!"
Du Ping took out her cell phone as if in compromise and captured the picture of Meng Sheng and his family of three in the photo on her cell phone.
Meng Sheng didn't stay in the exhibition area for too long because she had other work to deal with.
Miaomiao pulled her reluctantly, "Aunt Meng..."
Meng Sheng touched her head and said, "There's free tea and coffee, as well as fruits and desserts in the rest area over there. If you get tired of shopping later, you can ask your dad to take you there."
Miaomiao raised her little face and acted coquettishly, "I want my aunt to take me there."
"Miaomiao." Fu Chen interrupted her willfulness and said to Meng Sheng, "Go and do what you have to do. Don't worry about her."
Meng Sheng saw the little girl pouting in grievance, with tears glistening in her dark, round eyes.
She smiled, squatted down, and coaxed him, "Miaomiao, be good. Auntie is really busy right now. Next time I go to the hospital, I'll play puzzles with you and have dinner together, okay?"
Miaomiao stretched out her little finger and said, "Pin it, I'll wait for Auntie."
After Meng Sheng shook hands with her, he went back to the third floor.
Twelve o'clock noon.
Qiao Na came and knocked on the office door, asking her to go out for dinner together, and also called Minister Zhou.
After getting out of the elevator and taking a few steps, she saw two people, one big and one small, standing not far away. They were familiar figures to her.
Miaomiao was the first to see her. A smile immediately lit up her little face. She waved the small round fan given to her by the museum staff and ran towards her excitedly.
"Aunt Meng."
Meng Sheng caught her, a little surprised, "You haven't left yet?"
Fu Chen walked over and nodded to Qiao Na and Minister Zhou.
Meng Sheng also introduced him, "My friend."
Miaomiao is not a shy person. She greeted Qiao Na and Minister Zhou politely and softly.
Qiao Na and Minister Zhou were both touched by Miaomiao's cuteness and asked her name and how old she was.
When they had almost finished talking, Fu Chen reluctantly replied, "She refused to leave and insisted on waiting for you to eat together. I had thought that once she was hungry, she would naturally be willing to leave."
Meng Sheng was a little amused, "You are my father too, and you can come up with such a mean trick."
"It just so happens that we're going to eat there too. It's a Chinese restaurant, not far away, about six or seven minutes' walk. They have children's meals, so if you don't mind, you can come with us."
"Okay, then I'll bother you." Fu Chen glanced at Miaomiao who was still jumping happily, and responded with a helpless smile.
The group went to the restaurant and chose a private room.
Before the meal, Fu Chen disinfected Miaomiao's tableware and hands.
Because of Miaomiao's special physical condition, her children's meals were relatively simple, but she enjoyed eating them very much. She was rarely willful and picked out the tofu in the bowl, saying that she didn't like it.
Fu Chen tried to coax her for a while, but she refused.
Meng Sheng listened to the conversation between the father and daughter, and simply used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of rainbow trout and put it into her bowl, ending this little farce.
Fu Chen's tone was a bit joking, "Why do I feel like my status as a father has plummeted? She only listens to you now."
Meng Sheng met his gentle gaze and said teasingly, "Miaomiao, go and comfort your father. He's jealous."
"Dad, Miaomiao loves you."
"Little rascal."
Minister Zhou also has a daughter, so he naturally took over the topic, making the atmosphere in the private room peaceful and warm for a while.
After dinner, they returned to the art museum.
But Fu Chen did not go in with Miaomiao, but said goodbye to Meng Sheng at the gate.
Miaomiao also waved to her, "Aunt Meng, I'll be waiting for you in the hospital. We promised each other."
Meng Sheng agreed, "Okay."
After watching the father and daughter leave, Meng Sheng turned and entered the art museum.
On the way back to the hospital, Miaomiao fell asleep in the back seat before the car had been driving for ten minutes.
She was sleeping soundly, as if immersed in a particularly beautiful dream.
The smile on her face was very bright and innocent, and she whispered softly, "Mom."
The car was very quiet, so her sweet and happy whispers reached his ears clearly.
His heart skipped a beat, and his grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.
A dark and solemn light flashed across Wenliang's eyes.
Forty minutes later, the car arrived at Deqing Affiliated Hospital.
He opened the back door of the car, gently carried the tiny Miaomiao out, and went straight back to the 17th floor of the inpatient department.
After disinfecting, he put Miaomiao on the bed and asked the nanny Sister He to wipe Miaomiao's body and change her into a set of comfortable and dry clothes.
I went to the next ward.
At this time, Meng Chengli was also taking a nap.
Ever since those complications occurred, Meng Chengli's inner ward can only be guarded by a nurse, and the original nanny is now responsible for his five meals a day.
He disinfected himself, put on a mask and went in, and talked to the nurse about his condition in the morning.
Just as he was about to come back later, Meng Chengli was a light sleeper and woke up at the slightest movement.
"Hey, Achen is here." He opened his eyes and shouted subconsciously.
"Uncle Meng."
Fu Chenhe nodded slightly, examined him with a stethoscope, and asked with a smile, "How do you feel? Is there anything wrong with your body?"
"It's okay today, just my legs hurt a little. The nurse massaged them and it didn't hurt so much." Meng Chengli said with a smile.
After Fu Chen talked to him about his illness for a while, he asked directly, "Uncle Meng, what do you think of Pei Sui?"
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