Chapter 107: What Are You Still Worried About?
Yes.
What Sun Jingyi said to Meng Xiang now made Meng Fanxing's heart very disgusted, she pulled Meng Xiang out from under Sun Jingyi, and whispered to Sun Jingyi: "Don't say such things to Xiang Xiang." β
After she finished speaking, she pulled Meng Xiang into the house.
Sun Jingyi looked at Meng Fanxing's back, snorted coldly, and her eyes narrowed coldly.
What is Meng Fanxing's idea in her heart, will she not know? It was absolutely impossible for her to see Meng Fanxing and Shang Lu have anything to do with it.
When Sun Jingyi entered the house, Meng Fanxing took a bath for Meng Xiang and carried him out of the bathroom, she took a children's towel to wipe Meng Xiang's hair, and Sun Jingyi kept standing by the bed and watching her.
Meng Fanxing coaxed Meng Xiang: "Close your eyes, sleep obediently, I have to go to school tomorrow morning." β
"Good night, Mommy, Grandma, good night." Meng Xiang obediently closed his eyes.
Meng Fanxing lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.
Getting up and standing up, Sun Jingyi's gloomy face suddenly came to her, and the expression on her face was gloomy and terrifying, which made Meng Fanxing startled.
She patted her chest and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?" β
Sun Jingyi raised her hand and pinched Meng Fanxing's arm hard, her strength was heavy, and Meng Fanxing's flesh and skin were pinched by her for a while.
She gasped, but Sun Jingyi used more and more strength, and said with a grim look in her eyes: "Meng Fanxing, you'd better put away your fox energy in the future, don't continue to hook up outside, and think about people you shouldn't think." Ning Bocheng is the person you should be the right person in the future! "
"Got it?"
She softened her aching arm and walked out.
On bed 8, Meng Xiang opened his big black eyes and looked at Sun Jingyi, who had a cold face.
Sun Jingyi walked towards Meng Xiang step by step, she reached out and grabbed Meng Xiang's clothes and lifted them up, looked at him with sharp eyes, gritted her teeth and asked fiercely, "What do you see?" Little mongrel! You're a little bastard! Why didn't you die in the first place? Why are you still alive! β
Her fierce and vicious appearance made Meng Xiang's heart a little furious, and she pursed her lips and looked at Sun Jingyi without saying a word.
Sun Jingyi threw him suddenly, Meng Xiang's body fell heavily on the bed8, and Sun Jingyi walked out full of resentment.
***
In kindergarten.
Meng Xiang didn't go to play football, holding his chin with both hands, and looked at the children playing football on the football field from afar.
They were running around in the sun.
Meng Xiang squinted his eyes, a little bored, and sat on the steps very lonely.
When Shang Lu walked into the kindergarten, he only saw Meng Xiang's lonely back, and he walked over with steps.
"Want to play football?"
Meng Xiang heard a calm male voice falling overhead, and looked up sharply to see Shang Lu's tall body sitting beside her.
He bent one leg and rested the other casually on the steps.
Meng Xiang was annoyed in his heart, and slightly Nunu mouthed: "I don't want to!" β
The eyes in his eyes were obviously full of longing, he should have been happy to run on the court at his age, happy.
"I'm already looking for a doctor, and they'll cure you." Shang Lu said.
Meng Xiang has been with the hospital since he was a child, he doesn't know how many times he has been to the hospital every year, and every time he has a small movement, his mother will die in a hurry.
So sometimes he will endure his cough and not let himself cough.
"Will I be okay?" Meng Xiang asked.
Shang Lu nodded heavily: "Definitely!" I'll find you the best doctor! No matter how much money it spent! β
Meng Xiang's fingers twisted tangled on the top of his pants, he pouted, and after a long time, he slowly turned his head to look at Shang Lu and asked, "...... May I ask you a question? β
"What?" Shang Lu didn't expect that Meng Xiang's attitude would suddenly change.
He still remembered that when he first saw Meng Xiang, this kid's face was cold, cool, and he said to himself indifferently: "I know you are my father, but I don't recognize you." The expression.
But, now their relationship seems to be better than before.
"Why did you separate from your mother? The teacher said that only two people who like it will get married and have children, why do you want to leave us and leave us alone? He asked angrily.
Shang Lu's heart was a little choked: "I ......"
Meng Xiang didn't wait for an answer, he had fantasies about the word father when he was a child, and he used to think about what kind of person his father was.
Later, Ning Bocheng appeared, although Ning Bocheng was very good to him, but his mother told him that Ning Bocheng was just an uncle, just good to him, but not his own father.
Every time he sees someone else's dad being nice to his baby, he wants to ask this question.
Meng Xiang looked at him with 8 big eyes, and said aggrievedly: "I have read your news, you have a fiancΓ©e." In a few days, my mother will marry Dad Ning, and you will also marry that aunt in the future, and you will all have new children, and at that time, you will all care about the new children and will not care about me anymore, right? β
He hadn't slept last night and had been thinking about it all the time.
Many children in the class said that their parents were divorced, and after they got married, they didn't love them anymore when they had new children.
In the future, will they do the same?
Shang Lu's face suddenly turned bad, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Your mother wants to marry the surnamed Ning?" β
Meng Xiang nodded: "Grandma told them last night that she had found someone to see the wedding date. β
Shang Lu's body sitting on the ground suddenly tensed, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently.
Meng Fanxing is really capable!
He said so, she was still indifferent to marry Ning Bocheng! Is it true that she doesn't care about herself at all?
Shang Lu's chest was stuffy and painful, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, he couldn't breathe a little, he couldn't catch his breath up and down, and he looked a little depressed.
When he thinks of Meng Fanxing's face now, his heart aches with anger, and he can't wait to immediately press Meng Fanxing, a damn woman, on himself, and ask her fiercely to tell her whose woman she belongs to!
***
The time of the concert is getting closer and closer, and Meng Fanxing's rehearsal is getting more and more intense.
She already knew the repertoire that Zhou Zhennan gave her, but she was still afraid that something would go wrong, so she kept practicing.
In the afternoon, she insisted on giving lessons to Bai Guoguo.
After class, Ning Bocheng happened to get off work and came to pick her up and go home with Meng Xiang after picking her up.
When Su Yin saw Ning Bocheng coming, his eyes were much more eager, and he hurriedly asked, "What do you want to drink?" β
Ning Bocheng said, "Is there coffee?" Refresh. β
Su Yin smiled and nodded, she went to get the coffee beans and grind them into powder, then boiled them for Ning Bocheng, added suitable sugar and milk to them, and handed them to Ning Bocheng with a mug.
"You don't like to drink bitter taste, I added a lot of sugar."
"Thank you." Ning Bocheng hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, "You can always know what I like." β
When Su Yin heard this, her heart was instantly hooked, and listening to Ning Bocheng's voice, her heart was constantly expanding, her mouth was dry in a hurry, and she had an irrepressible feeling about to pour out.
Ning Bocheng drank most of the cup of coffee in one gulp, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he looked at the classroom not far away, Meng Fanxing was patiently teaching Baiguoguo.
She has learned to dance since she was a child, her limbs are well-proportioned and slender, and the lines on her body are very beautiful.
The corners of Ning Bocheng's lips hooked slightly, smiled, turned his head and asked Su Yin: "Do you think Fanxing will like Chinese weddings or Western-style weddings?" β
Su Yin was still looking at Ning Bocheng's side face.
After she heard Ning Bocheng's words, the whole thing felt as if a bucket of cold water had been splashed, which made her feel cold.
"What?"
Ning Bocheng repeated in distress: "Recently, I was designing the wedding process with my friends, and Fanxing said that he would leave the wedding to me, I was thinking, is it a Chinese wedding or a Western-style wedding, I selfishly think that Fanxing is suitable for Chinese-style dresses, and the phoenix crown is what the wedding should look like." β
Crossing the brazier and worshipping heaven and earth, this wedding is blessed by God.
Su Yin snorted his lips and made a banging sound in his head.
Ning Bocheng didn't wait for Su Yin's response, he looked sideways at Su Yin and asked, "What do you want?" β
She came back to her senses, her face was pale, and her palms were sweating, and she lowered her voice and asked, "Is the time for your wedding set?" β
Ning Bocheng smiled, there was a trace of fine lines around his slightly curved eyes, and he smiled at the corner of his lips before he said: "Auntie helped us look at the time, during this time, Fanxing is busy with work, and when she is done, we will hold a wedding." β
Su Yin's sad heart seemed to be torn apart suddenly, she couldn't speak in pain, and as soon as she breathed, her chest was stuck and hurt.
Just when Ning Bocheng wanted to ask her something, Meng Fanxing and Bai Guoguo had already come out of the classroom.
Meng Fanxing looked at Ning Bocheng's figure with a smile, then looked at Su Yin, and asked in a low voice, "What are you two talking about?" β
Ning Bocheng looked at Meng Fanxing's delicate and lovely face, and the more he looked at it, he felt happy in his heart, he raised his hand and couldn't help touching Meng Fanxing's white cheeks, and his doting eyes were extremely gentle.
"Let's talk about the wedding." Ning Bocheng said: "Now I really want you to be Mrs. Ning at home with peace of mind, but I am too busy with work, and I am worried that your body will not be able to bear it." "
Meng Fanxing looked frightened: "I will definitely go crazy at home every day." β
"I know, so you can just do what you like." Ning Bocheng said with a smile.
The two of them were chatting as if no one was around, and Su Yin was listening to the conversation between the two of them, and a kind of unwillingness welled up in his heart.
When the three of them were friends before, Su Yin felt that she could face it normally, but once Meng Fanxing and Ning Bocheng confirmed their relationship, the intimate posture of the two of them still made her uncomfortable, and she couldn't accept it.
She didn't know if she was sick like this, but she felt as if everything had been snatched away. The person you like is someone else's, and your best friend is with the person you like.
So what is she?
Su Yin's fingers clenched tightly into fists, gritting her teeth, and standing there with a calm face.
Meng Xiang had already waited impatiently, he raised his head and urged Meng Fanxing, "Mom, let's go home quickly." β
She looked at Meng Xiang helplessly, holding his little hand with one hand.
Ning Bocheng held the pipa for Meng Fanxing in one hand, and before leaving, she hooked the corners of her lips and smiled gently, and said to Su Yin: "By the way, Su Yin, I won't be here for the next few days, don't forget Mr. Zhou's concert, I will ask someone to pick you up that day." β