Dinner time.

Xiaoya was led by the maid to the sink to wash her hands.

She washed her hands many times and sat down on the dining table and chairs.

Song Zhiyi saw that the back of Xiaoya's hand had been bruised by her, and she couldn't bear it, so after dinner, she bought her some hand cream and ointment to wipe her hands.

Xiaoya sat quietly on the sofa and looked at Song Zhiyi with tears in her eyes.

"Aunt Song, you're so nice."

Song Zhiyi listened to Xiaoya's grateful voice, gently reached out and rubbed Xiaoya's head, and said in a low tone.

"I said I'd keep you around, so don't be afraid."

"Your hands can't touch cold water for the time being, so don't go to the kitchen next time to help wash the vegetables."

Song Zhiyi heard An Ming say that when Xiaoya was in the mountains, she often helped other people's families do housework and change meals.

So here, Xiaoya is still the same.

This can't help but make Song Zhiyi see herself when she was a child in Xiaoya's body.

She also came to the Song family at Xiaoya's age.

In order to please the Song family, Song Zhiyi was also like a little girl.

She gently hugged the little girl into her arms, gently followed the back of her hand, and whispered.

"Xiaoya, you tell me about Yuanyuan."

She wondered how her children had spent all these years in the mountains.

Xiaoya's hands are so cracked.

Her children's life shouldn't be too easy.

Poverty in the mountains, not even a single picture of a child has been left.

Song Zhiyi felt uncomfortable.

Xiaoya listened to Song Zhiyi's words, bit her lip lightly, and then whispered Xiaoya.

Song Zhiyi listened quietly, looking at the distance and losing her mind, her mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

Seeing Song Zhiyi fall into a long silence, the little girl sat quietly in her arms and did not say anything to disturb her.

I don't know how long it took, Xiaoya fell asleep in Song Zhiyi's arms.

Gu Jinyan went downstairs after handling official business, and saw Song Zhiyi sitting on the sofa with Xiaoya in her arms, her eyes lost.

He looked at the sadness in her eyes, sighed, walked over, and whispered.

"You're tired today, so let's go upstairs and rest first."

Song Zhiyi came back to her senses when she heard the man's voice, raised her eyes to look at Gu Jinyan, her eyes were a little dazed.

She moved her lips, but finally chose to be silent.

An Ran immediately stepped forward and picked up the little girl from Song Zhiyi's arms.

Xiaoya woke up in An Ran's arms and opened her eyes to look at Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi had regained her former calm, glanced at Xiaoya indifferently, and walked upstairs.

Xiaoya saw Song Zhiyi's slightly lost eyes, and her mood became depressed.

She knew that she was never Yuanyuan, and she could never replace Yuanyuan's position in Song Zhiyi's heart.

Gu Jinyan had already asked An Ran to receive Song Zhiyi's luggage in Tianlan Pearl to Beiyuan.

Song Zhiyi naturally moved into the North Garden.

Xiaoya also moved in.

Next.

Song Zhiyi and Gu Jinyan got up at the same time.

Gu's Group has a lot of things that need to be handled by Gu Jinyan, and Song Zhiyi needs to report to the hospital.

Gu Jinyan saw Song Zhiyi get up, and her deep black eyes looked at Song Zhiyi deeply.

"I'll call Dean Liu to help you ask for leave, and you can rest for another day."

When Song Zhiyi heard this, she immediately shook her head and refused.

"Nope."

She was away from the hospital during this time, and the interns and nurses kept messaging her asking when she would return to work.

"There's a lot of work to be done at the hospital."

The child was not found, she only had one goal next, to deal with Song Xuewei well!