After the day of reconciliation, Song Qiwan, who had been calm before, began to appear frequently in the villa in Jingliwan. However, Wen Xin hid in the room upstairs whenever she saw him. The two of them had no chance to speak, but Wen Qi was in

I have talked to him a lot in the past few days.

During this period, she learned that Song Qiwan had been trying to talk to Song Xiyuan, but Song Xiyuan, who was more stubborn than a cow, never paid attention to it. Even if Song Qiwan went to his new company in person, he still had a way.

Avoid.

Because of this, in just a few days, Song Qiwan looked much more tired than before. But Wen Xin offered her son to forgive him, so she would forgive him. She never refused to have more than her.

After a little exchange, Wen Cai looked at Song Qiwan's appearance and felt it was hard for him, but he couldn't persuade Song Xiyuan. He didn't know if he had forgotten or didn't figure it out what he said to him that day, and there was no response.

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Song Qiwan traveled between the villa and home for many days in a row. He was in poor health before and had to take care of the company. After running around like this for many days, his health finally collapsed.

On the day I received the call, Wen Xin was making dumplings with Wen Cai in the kitchen. Wen Cai thought that dumplings were a kind-hearted food. He originally planned to ask Song Qiwan to come for dinner together, but he didn't expect Wen Xin's cell phone was outside.

The living room rang out.

Wen Xin walked out and answered the phone. After only a few words, her face suddenly turned pale.

Wen Cai didn't hear a noise in the kitchen for a long time, and couldn't help but stick out half of her body. Seeing Wen Xin standing there holding the phone, she hurriedly ran over: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

After a long time, Wen Xin finally came to her senses, looked at her in a daze, and murmured: "Xi Yuan's father is hospitalized..."

Wen Cai was startled when he heard this: "How is uncle?"

"A heart attack... Although I have escaped danger, I still need to stay in the hospital for observation." Wen Xin pinched her phone, feeling completely indifferent, full of panic, and didn't know what to do.

Wen Cai heard this and quickly picked up his phone: "I'll call Song Xiyuan."

Wen Xin looked at her quietly, with a faint look on her eyes.

The phone was quickly connected, and Wen Cai said anxiously as soon as he opened his mouth: "Song Xiyuan, your father has suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital. You should hurry to the hospital, and my aunt and I are also passing by our home."

The other end of the phone was quiet for a moment before Song Xiyuan's light voice sounded: "Aren't you already out of danger?"

He actually knew? Wen Cai was stunned and then said, "But you still need to stay in the hospital for observation. Auntie is very worried. Let's go and see if we can see it together?"

Song Xiyuan was silent for a moment before saying, "What is needed to stay in the hospital for observation is the doctor to see him, not me. I still have one to be prescribed, so that's it."

"Hello……"

Before Wen Cai could finish his words, a "beep" sound had already come from there.

After putting down the phone, Wen Cai looked at Wen Xin with some guilt, then stepped forward and pulled her: "Auntie, let's go, let's go to the hospital."

Wen Xin's face looked very bad: "Xi Yuan refused to see his father?"

Wen Cai was silent for a moment before saying, "He said that his uncle is out of danger of life, so what he needs is the care of the doctor, not him..."

Hearing this, Wen Xin's face looked even more ugly. Her face was pale, and at this moment, even the blood on her lips disappeared.

After pausing for a long time, she whispered: "Xi Yuan is right. Since he has escaped from danger, what he needs now is a doctor, not us."

After saying that, she stood up again, returned to the kitchen, and continued to wrap the strange-shaped dumplings.

Of course Wen Cai knew why she was - because she said that her son would not forgive him for a day, and she would not forgive him, so now, Song Xiyuan has made a clear statement, and Wen Xin still can't get through the level he set.

But the worry on her face was so obvious. Wen Cai was really helpless, so she could only take off her apron and say, "Auntie, then I'll go to the hospital first."

Wen Xin paused slightly when she heard this, but she didn't stop her from taking her bag and left the house.

She drove very fast all the way. When she arrived at the hospital, Song Qiwan had been transferred to the general ward, but the anesthetics for the surgery were still asleep before they could pass.

In the ward, except for him, Song Xining sat next to him to accompany him, and there were some documents in front of him, so he couldn't let go of it at this moment, but it was obvious that Xi Yao's affairs were quite busy.

Hearing the footsteps, Song Xining turned around and was not surprised to see Wen Cai, but after seeing that there was no one behind her, she frowned slightly: "Miss Wen, did you not come with you?"

He still called Wen Cai Miss Wen and Wen Xin as his wife, which was no different from when he was Qin Ning at the time, but for some reason, Wen Cai always felt a little awkward.

"Yes." Wen Cai answered lightly, then walked to the bed and looked at Song Qiwan before turning to him, "How is he doing uncle?"

"It's nothing serious." Song Xining said lightly, "When you wake up from anesthesia and stay in the hospital for a few days, you shouldn't have any serious problems. Didn't Xi Yuan come either?"

This "Xi Yuan" made Wen Cai stunned, and then said, "He can't leave."

Upon hearing this, Song Xining just smiled faintly: "I guessed it too."

In fact, Wen Cai didn't feel anything about Song Xining, but Song Xiyuan repeatedly emphasized to her that he was not a good person. In addition, she knew about his beating his wife. Now facing him, she always feels uncomfortable all over and in the ward.

After sitting for a while, seeing that Song Qiwan was still not awake, he stood up and said, "Since my uncle has finished the operation, let him have a good rest. I'll leave first."

Song Xining raised his head from the document in his hand and just smiled slightly: "Go away, please tell your wife not to worry too much."

Wen Cai responded lightly and walked out of the ward quickly.

When she got home, she found that Song Xiyuan's car had already stopped at the door. Wen Cai couldn't help but get angry. When she walked in, she saw Song Xiyuan sitting on the sofa. Her first sentence was: "Aren't you going to have a meeting?"

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Song Xiyuan glanced at her and said lightly: "The meeting was suddenly cancelled."

Wen Cai was really annoyed by his unpainful attitude, so he threw down his bag and walked into the kitchen.

Wen Xin was cooking dumplings absent-mindedly, but when Wen Cai walked in, he saw only the pot of dumpling soup - all the dumplings were boiled.

She stepped forward and turned off the fire, and Wen Xin came to her senses: "Xiao Cai, you are back."

Wen Cai nodded and replied, "Auntie, I have visited my uncle and asked the doctor. Uncle is nothing serious, don't worry too much."

Wen Xin agreed in a daze when she heard this, and said, "I have no appetite, I won't eat dinner anymore. You and Xi Yuan will have it yourself."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the kitchen and went upstairs.

Wen Cai had no appetite either. Looking at the pot of dumpling soup, he suddenly gritted his teeth, put a large bowl out, brought it to the dining room, and said to Song Xiyuan, who was sitting on the sofa: "It's time to eat."

Upon hearing this, Song Xiyuan got up and walked over, but when he saw the bowl of things Wen Cai brought out, his eyes couldn't help but dim: "What is this?"

Wen Cai threw a spoon in and said, "You can enjoy the dumplings carefully prepared for you by auntie."

After saying that, she turned around and walked upstairs, leaving Song Xiyuan sighing helplessly at the bowl of inexplicable dumpling soup.

In the evening, when Song Xiyuan returned to the room, Wen Cai was already lying on the bed and fell asleep. He took a shower and left the bed. He hugged Wen Cai from behind and sighed: "That bowl of dumpling soup is really not very good.

Ah, you didn’t have the same stuff as you?”

Wen Cai was pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed, but when she heard this, she suddenly opened her eyes, paused, and suddenly said: "I remember watching a TV series before, a female character in it was always worried because of her husband's accident.

The food she made was also very unpalatable. But her husband's sworn brothers ate it with relish, saying that the taste of this dish was the bitterness in her sister-in-law's heart. Her sister-in-law's heart could not be carried by herself, she wanted to let her

Brothers help her share the burden. If the sworn brothers who are not related by blood are like this, you, a son, dislike the things you made by your mother are not delicious? In this case, can she make delicious?"

Of course, Song Xiyuan knew why she was angry. After hearing this, he plucked her hair: "That's why you gave me food on purpose?"

Wen Cai pulled his hand away angrily: "No, I'm just too lazy to do it for you again."

After saying that, she suddenly sat up and got out of bed: "I'll go and see if my aunt is asleep."

Song Xiyuan didn't stop her, watched her walk out, sit on the bed, and fell into silence.

Wen Cai went over to see Wen Xin, and came back soon. She sat by the bed and said to Song Xiyuan: "Auntie didn't sleep. She was very worried about your father, but she couldn't go to the hospital to see him."

"Then didn't you advise her to go to bed early?" Song Xiyuan suddenly reached out and put his hand on her waist and said with a low smile.

Wen Cai looked up at him and said, "No. Because I think it's better to come back and persuade you instead of persuading her to go to bed early. Song Xiyuan, do you really have the heart to keep watching your aunt worry like this? She has obviously forgiven you

Dad, you're just waiting for you to say something. Do you have to force everyone into a dead end? Have you thought about what I said to you that day?"

When Song Xiyuan heard this, he just narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you talking about that day?"

Wen Cai pushed him away in anger, and got up and went to another room to sleep.

But Song Xiyuan pulled her back, carried her into her arms again, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then said, "Okay, stop making trouble. Go and tell your mother and tell her to go to bed early, I will go tomorrow morning.

Accompany her to the hospital.”

Wen Cai snorted first, then realized what he said, and quickly grabbed his collar: "You say it again?"

Song Xiyuan looked down at her and smiled slightly: "I said, I listened to what you said, are you satisfied?"

Wen Cai couldn't help biting his lower lip, and the next moment, he bit his chest in annoyance: "Why aren't you listening a little later?"

Song Xiyuan held her, laughed softly, but sighed in his heart.

Early the next morning, maybe just five o'clock, the door of the master bedroom was suddenly shot and made a "bang" sound, accompanied by Wen Xin's slightly anxious voice: "Xi Yuan, have you got up?"

Wen Cai was woken up from Song Xiyuan's arms and reacted for a few seconds before he came to his senses. Wen Xin knocked on the door outside, quickly pushed Song Xiyuan, got out of bed and opened the door.

Wen Xin walked into the door and saw that he was still lying lazily on the bed. She immediately came forward and slapped him twice on his naked back: "Can't you get up?"

Song Xiyuan was now completely awake, and quickly sat up from the bed, looked at the time, his expression full of annoyance: "My beauty Wen, do you know what privacy is? Even if I am your son, my clothes are all over my body.

I haven't worn it, is it appropriate for you to walk in like this?"

Wen Xin frowned, raised her hand and slapped her again: "You are the flesh that fell from my body. I haven't seen what you are? Get up quickly. Twenty minutes, I'll wait for you downstairs."

After Wen Xin finished speaking, she walked out again. Wen Cai looked at her back and suddenly couldn't help but laugh softly.

Song Xiyuan glanced at her, and she sat back on the bed and said, "Do you think your mother has become the former Mrs. Song again?"

Song Xiyuan threw the quilt away with one hand and got up a little angry: "How can you not feel it?"

Wen Cai couldn't help but stretch out his hand, pinched his face, and said, "Okay, I know you are actually happy to see her like this. Get up quickly and don't let her wait in a hurry."
To be continued...