Chapter 1163
1163 Chapter 1203-the power of the devil
Song ran held the household register and whispered, ” didn’t your parents come over for the one-month celebration? your parents looked at their grandchildren with great joy and excitement. I thought that if your parents knew that their grandchildren had my surname, they would definitely be unhappy, so I told them in front of everyone that the child’s surname was Gu. So many people heard it, so I couldn’t renege on my debt even if I wanted to.
Gu jinghang caressed her face and called her softly, ” ‘Ran ran ran ran ran ran ran ran ran ran ran ran!’
You silly girl, you only know how to use your words to win, always giving in without a bottom line, always putting him first, making him feel inferior, making his chest feel blocked.
Song ran tried to ease the atmosphere. the child’s last name is Gu for now. When our child grows up, we’ll let them choose again. Let’s see if they like their last name to be Gu or song. What do you think? ”
“Alright, I’ll listen to you,”
It was already early December. People in Guangcheng only wore two pieces of clothing, but people in Haicheng had already put on their coats.
It had been raining cats and dogs in Haicheng recently, and the whole city seemed to be very depressed.
Mu Mian was wearing a plaid coat with a goat’s horn buckle. She held an umbrella and entered Si Nan mansion.
After two months, Tang Ji ‘an had finally summoned her to listen to him speak again. Yes, it was one less time to listen to him. She had already started the countdown.
After entering the mansion, she placed the umbrella on the shelf at the side. A servant in her fifties came over and said kindly, ” “Miss mu, you’re here.”
“Yes, where is Tang Ji ‘an?”
Last time, he seemed to have been waiting in the side hall. This time, he wanted to change the scene? “Yes, it’s possible. I’ll satisfy all of your conditions and the service will definitely be on point.”
Ji ‘an is sick, ” aunt Lin said. he has a high fever. He’s in his bedroom. He wants you to go up directly.
“Ah? Do you have a fever?”
Aunt Lin’s eyes were filled with worry. yes, every year on Madam’s death anniversary, Ji ‘an will fall sick. It’s like a curse. You can go up directly. I’ll make him some vegetable porridge.
yes, ” mu Mian replied and went upstairs.
The door to his room was left ajar. Mu Mian pushed it open gently and peeked in guardedly. It was a rainy evening, and the bedroom was dimly lit. There was a lamp at the head of the bed.|| Tang Ji ‘an was lying on the bed. Mu Mian could see that he was frowning slightly, as if he was not feeling well.
She tiptoed in and walked to the bed, wondering if she should call him.
He was really too much. He was already sick, yet he still insisted on calling her over.
She thought about it and felt relieved. It was probably because she was sick and it was her mother’s death anniversary that she had no one to talk to, so she called her over.
Thinking about it, he was quite pitiful.
She was about to call him when she saw the bed.|| The person on top suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was not as sharp as usual, but a little blurred.
He was a little short-sighted, so he squinted slightly and saw that it was mu Mian. He said in a hoarse voice, ” “You’re here.”
The rustling sound, coupled with the sound of the rain outside the window, made mu Mian feel that it was pleasant to hear.
yes, you told me to come at five o ‘clock in the evening, and I’m here now. I’m a very punctual person.
Tang Ji ‘an struggled to sit up. okay, then sit.
Mu Mian saw that he was wearing his pajamas and quickly looked around. She handed him a cotton nightgown from the hanger and said,”Since you’re sick, don’t catch a cold.”
Tang Ji ‘an took the sleeping robe and put it on. Then he pointed to the single sofa by the window.”You sit there.”
Mu Mian obediently sat down and tried her best to act like a professional listener.”You can speak now.”
However, Tang Ji ‘an suddenly started coughing. Mu Mian was a little at a loss. She wanted to go forward, but she felt that it was unnecessary.