Song Nanxi subconsciously looked in the direction of the kitchen.

The pile of ingredients in the open kitchen didn't even seem to move.

Does he ...... Sitting there for four or five hours without moving?

Song Nanxi's eyes darkened, and he controlled the wheelchair in the direction of Song Yunhe.

He was asleep, still in that position, looking very tired.

Song Nanxi looked at this man she had loved and hated, and her heart was inexplicably sour.

The strong shoulders of the child, the father who was young and powerful to carry her around, now, the face is also starting to have wrinkles.

Choked inexplicably, Song Nanxi sat calmly for a while before reaching out to push him, "Dad." ”

Song Yunhe woke up quickly, his eyes were sleepy, and his eyes were obviously red.

When he saw Song Nanxi, he tried to smile on his face, "Are you back?" Hungry or not? Daddy cooked you a bowl of noodles? ”

Song Nanxi was silent for a moment before she responded in a low voice: "Okay." ”

Song Yunhe was pleasantly surprised, immediately stood up, and said, "Then you wait a while, Dad will cook it for you, and it will be fine soon." ”

"Hmm."

Song Yunhe quickly entered the kitchen.

And Song Nanxi looked at his back and quickly returned to the room.

In less than fifteen minutes, Song Yunhe came to knock on the door, "Nanxi, the noodles are cooked, come out and eat?" ”

Song Nanxi didn't open the door, just behind the door, and said through the door panel: "I'm not hungry, you can eat." ”

Song Yunhe's full of expectation and joy were instantly disappointed.

Then, he heard Song Nanxi say: "You have a bad stomach, remember to eat on time in the future, I went to take a bath, you go to bed early." ”

Song Yunhe's heart warmed, and suddenly his eyes were a little sour.

His stomach has not been very good.

In the past, when his wife was still at home, she would always remind him to eat on time, remind him to take medicine on time, and when he was unwell, she would cook a bowl of hot porridge, bring it to him, and gently reach out to help him rub his stomach.

Since when has such warmth become a luxury......

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After Song Nanxi took a bath, she returned to her room and continued to work on the cheongsam of the old lady.

The cheongsam design is very luxurious, Song Nanxi has done it very carefully, and every detail reveals her meticulousness and unique personal style.

After embroidering for half an hour, Song Nanxi yawned and put the cheongsam back on.

After seeing the small gift box on the table, he remembered this gift from Uncle Thirteen.

Unwrapping the ribbon, Song Nanxi opened the delicate and beautiful packaging of the shell.

The wrapper was unwrapped, revealing the black box.

It's just that the shape of this box packaging is very special, although there is no brand logo, but there is a sense of familiarity, she knows this packaging.

Song Nanxi recognized it for a while, and then suddenly remembered that this seemed to be a very expensive original designer brand.

This brand is very niche, but the price is much higher than the various jewelry brands known to the public.

Song Nanxi was shocked, opened the box, and revealed a beautiful necklace inside.

The necklace is a special style, with diamonds sparkling and rubies that stand out.

The box is small, and the black velvet sets off the crystal clear rubies in particular sparkle.

Song Nanxi was so amazed at first sight that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

This design is unique and eye-catching......

This little necklace should be at least six figures!

Such a valuable necklace, he even said it was a small thing?!

Song Nanxi couldn't put it down when she looked at the necklace, but when she looked at it, she still couldn't help but close the box.

picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment, or clicked on Mo Linyuan's chat box: [Have you slept? 】