"Two servings of wontons, take away, thank you."
A familiar voice came, Xu Ningjun turned his head, and Meng Xin was also stunned.
"Sister Meng, why are you here?"
Meng Xin didn't mean to say that she specifically bought a house next to Xu Ningjun so that she could live close to her.
That time in the hospital, they had a quarrel, and she didn't even want to take the same flight to China as Xu Ningjun.
Feeling guilty, he hadn't appeared in front of her these past few days.
"Ningning."
Xu Ningjun felt that Meng Xin was a little embarrassed. They had just had a fight, not that they would never talk to each other again.
Sister Meng is really something. She even became shy with her, like a high school girl.
She glanced at her watch and said, "Ah, it's getting late. I have to go to work. Sister Meng Yingying is in your care."
Xu Ningjun finished his meal in two or three bites, wiped his mouth, and ran out quickly.
Meng Xin sighed and turned her head to look at Cheng Wanying who was sitting there obediently.
"Mom is chasing Dad and has no time to take care of me. Aunt Meng, please take me in."
The little guy's words were enough to melt people's hearts. Meng Xin smiled and picked up Cheng Wanying, "Auntie will bring you home secretly. You will be my daughter from now on."
Cheng Wanying giggled, and only saw the person on the sofa after she entered the house.
Meng Xin put down her breakfast and said, "Weiwei, it's time to eat."
This time, Wang Qiaofan wants to sue her for custody.
After all, the visitation rights were not deprived, and Wang Qiaofan sued her for not allowing him to see the child.
Meng Xin had selfish motives in letting Wang Chuwei return to the country. She wanted them to see how much she took care of Weiwei, and to win custody of the child for herself through Weiwei.
Weiwei was her only child, and she had gone through ten months of pregnancy and worked hard to give birth to her.
She couldn't get to him.
The fresh aroma of the wontons wafted in the air. Wang Chuwei raised his eyes and saw the little girl sitting on the sofa a little restrainedly.
Keeping a distance from him, playing with my fingers with my head down, it's no longer the same as before.
After a while, she moved towards him, then moved back to her original position, looked at him, blinked, and looked away.
Come on, come on, she's about to twist herself into a knot.
Seen from the side, the little face looks round and plump.
It had been nearly half a month, and Cheng Wanying hadn't expected that they would meet suddenly one day.
Her brother hated her, she remembered.
She struggled for a long time, but she really didn't think she was making noise.
Both my mother Aunt Meng and Assistant Cao like her talking, but my brother finds her annoying.
After finishing eating, Wang Chuwei picked up the book. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her move towards him and her little hand suddenly rested on his chest.
He was stunned and subconsciously looked at Cheng Wanying.
"Are you tired?"
Her big eyes were full of concern and her voice was very soft.
The little girl seemed to have forgotten what he had done last time when he pushed her, and even dared to stick to him.
I didn't mean to bother my brother or make her worry.
Cheng Wanying still remembers how he held his heart and gasped for breath that day, his face so pale.
She frowned and touched herself around with her little hands, as if she didn't feel her heart beating.
Mom said that people will die without a heartbeat, and she didn’t want my brother to die.
The little man curled his lips, as if he was about to cry.
Wang Chuwei reached out and pulled her hand to the other side.
The heart is on the left side.
"ah!"
She felt it, a thump.
Tears still glistened in his eyes, and the little man laughed out loud, "Are you crazy? Will you never get sick again?"
No, he will always be a patient.
He didn't say anything and continued reading. Cheng Wanying asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you still remember me? My name is............"
"Yingying."
Not forgotten.
Cheng Wanying nodded, sat quietly on the sofa, and watched him flip through the book.
After a long time of tugging at Wang Chuwei's sleeve, he said, "Yingying misses you."
When she was young and didn't understand what separation was, she felt the pain of being separated from him.
Wang Chuwei's hand that was turning the page paused, and his gaze drifted towards the person beside him as he looked at the next page.
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