"That is, even if others are assigned, the prince can't agree."

Today, Xiang Yiqing and Qiu Yang were on the night shift together. When they returned from the room inspection, they passed by the nurses' duty room and heard them talking about their gossip.

They both heard it, and they chose to ignore it tacitly, and even their footsteps were neat.

After a long walk, Qiu Yang couldn't help but smile, "I have to say that the power of gossip in China is really the best in the world."

Xiang Yiqing also smiled, "Ignore it, it will calm down after a while."

Qiu Yang was stunned, then looked at Xiang Yiqing and said, "You are still the same as before. You are so calm and calm when you encounter everything."

Xiang Yiqing said: “It’s a fact, no explanation is needed. It’s not a fact. Explaining is equivalent to disguising.”

"Yes, yes, everything you say is reasonable." Qiu Yang nodded, "Your understanding has always been the truth."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yi turned his head and frowned at her.

The two looked at each other and laughed again.

...

After the overnight shift, Xiang Yiqing returned to the dormitory, took a brief wash, then lay down on the bed, ready to go to bed, when the phone rang suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his trousers he was wearing, and the caller ID showed that it was his mother.

"Mom." He shouted, and he lay down slowly.

"You go home tonight, your grandpa wants to see you."

"Well, I won't see the doctor today, I will go back as soon as I get up."

"Then I let them prepare lunch."

"Hang up first."

After talking on the phone with his mother, Xiang Yiqing put the phone on the small bedside table next to the bed, then uncovered the quilt on him, turned over, and faced the wall inside.

The moment he closed his eyes, he inadvertently swept the red piece of the wall, and when he looked closely, he could still vaguely see the words.

He opened his eyes again, stared at the words written in the lipstick for a while, frowning.

The girl said she was going to get engaged, but she didn't know if it was decided. Have you chosen the date?

I haven't harassed him in the past few days, and I haven't called or sent text messages, so I should be busy getting engaged.

Could it be... Could it be that she texted him, or called him, he was busy and ignored it without paying attention?

Xiang Yi thought about it, turned around again, reached out and picked up the mobile phone, checked the text messages and WeChat, and missed calls. There was no record of Xin Xiaoxiao.

Only then did Xin Xiaoxiao really not contact him in the past few days.

‘Worship and worship. If you don’t become a brother or sister, then we will worship and become a husband and wife, huh! ’

‘Heh’, Xiang Yi laughed softly when he looked at the last WeChat message sent to him by Xin Xiaoxiao.

He shook his head while laughing, then locked the screen, locked the phone screen, and put it back.

...

Ji Anning is pregnant, idles at home, one after another is not around, doing nothing every day, very boring.

I followed Ji Chicheng to the company once a day. In less than three months, Ji Mingyue was already sitting in the position of chairman.

A general demeanor.

Ji Chicheng and Ji Mingyue were talking about something, Ji Anning sat on the sofa, holding a magazine, flipping through it absently.

From time to time, I looked up at them.

'Tuk tuk tuk'

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Ji Mingyue looked over and said, "Come in."

The knocker heard the response and pushed open the office door. A tall thin man with a straight shirt.