After mistakenly flirting with a scumbag uncle, he was forced to have a flash marriage with a wealth

Song Xiaoning entered her room.

The room is still in the pink color that girls like. It looks a little childish, but it is full of memories of her childhood.

She sat gently on the bed and reached out her hand to touch the sheets. They still looked brand new. Indeed, as Song Boheng said, they were cleaned regularly.

His eyes suddenly became sour.

While Song Xiaoning was lost in thought, her cell phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Lu Xue.

Basically, there was no need to guess. He already knew that Lu Xue made this call because he wanted to ask her out and comfort her.

Now Song Xiaoning is feeling sad, which cannot be relieved by ordinary comfort. Going out with Lu Xue will only increase her guilt.

In fact, Song Xiaoning didn't blame Lu Xue at all. In comparison, she was very grateful to Lu Xue. It was because of Lu Xue that she met Lu Junqian and had such a beautiful memory with him.

There is no regret in my heart.

Song Xiaoning realized that she was distracted, so she opened the phone and answered, "Hello, Xuexue."

"Xiao...Xiao Ning..." After Lu Xue shouted, he suddenly didn't know what to say. He just felt very guilty and couldn't say any words of comfort.

She went to the villa, but she didn't expect that Song Xiaoning was no longer there, so she could only call Song Xiaoning.

Song Xiaoning and Lu Xue have been good sisters for so long, so why don't they know what she is thinking.

She chuckled and said: "Xuexue, you don't have to feel guilty about your brother and I. There is an unbridgeable gap between us. This matter has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, I want to thank you. Don't have any psychological burden. We will still be good sisters."

Lu Xue was so moved that she almost cried.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiaoning not only did not blame herself, but also comforted her.

Her brother also asked her to comfort Song Xiaoning, but she felt that she was the one who should be comforted.

Finally, Lu Xue reluctantly said something, and then the two hung up the phone.

Song Xiaoning looked at her phone and sighed quietly.

……

The next day, Song Xiaoning opened her eyes.

Song Boheng knew about her recent divorce, so he asked her to rest at home for three days to relax before entering the Song family.

Although Song Xiaoning looked very calm on the surface, as if nothing happened, she knew that she was not so calm, and it was true that she would not be able to devote herself to her work in a short period of time.

She agreed to Song Boheng's request.

After getting up and washing up, Song Xiaoning planned to go to the hospital to visit her mother. She had not seen her mother for a long time.

Song Xiaoning contacted Zhaizhou. He seemed very surprised when he received the call and said he would be waiting for her at the hospital.

After packing her things, Song Xiaoning went to the hospital.

Zhai Zhou had been waiting in Shen Manqing's ward for a long time. When he saw Song Xiaoning, he came forward and said, "You are finally here."

Song Xiaoning smiled and asked, "How is my mother's condition?"

"Her condition has been very stable recently, but you don't have to worry about her current condition. It's much better than when she was first admitted to the hospital."

Song Xiaoning could tell that her mother was really well taken care of. Although she paid all of Zhai Zhou's medical expenses, he also took good care of her, all for his own sake.

She said sincerely: "Zhaizhou, thank you for taking care of my mother during this time."

"Do we still need to be polite to each other? But..." Zhai Zhou suddenly looked at Song Xiaoning suspiciously.

He was sensitive to something. He and Song Xiaoning grew up together. Although they hadn't seen each other for a while, he still understood Song Xiaoning's micro-expressions very well.

Song Xiaoning was smiling at him now, but there was sadness in her eyes.

Zhai Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you? What happened? Do you know about your mother?"