Then he pointed to Zhou Meng and introduced Xiang Yiqing, "We have a new flower in the nursing home, and Zhou Meng is the granddaughter of the old general Zhou Zhongting in our nursing home."

Xiang Yi nodded lightly, and his gaze glanced lightly from Zhou Meng's body, and did not stop much.

"Brother Xiang, don't you remember me?"

Zhou Meng walked to the sofa and suddenly waved his hand to Xiang Yi, with a mischievous smile on her pretty face.

Hearing this name, Xiang Yiqing could not help but flashed through Xin Xiaoxiao's lively figure and her naughty little face.

He frowned, nodded to Zhou Meng, and introduced himself again, "I am Xiang Yiqing."

The title of Brother Xiang is already Xiaoxiao's patent in his mind.

He didn't want to hear people calling him that way, especially women.

Xiaoxiao would definitely be jealous too.

Zhou Meng didn't seem to notice Xiang Yiqing's faint displeasure, and continued to talk to him with a smile, "I don't seem to remember. I saw you when I was in the first grade of elementary school, at Grandpa Lu's house."

Xiang Yiqing gave her a smile.

He really didn't remember. Grandpa was far away. He went with his mother several times when he was a child. When he grew up, he was busy with his studies, so he rarely visited.

For Zhou Meng, he really lost the slightest impression.

In fact, let alone Zhou Meng who didn't know how many hours later, he didn't know how many hours later Zhou Meng had met. With regard to his college classmates, he might not recognize him at a glance when they meet again now.

He has lived for the past twenty-seven or eighty years, and the impressionable faces are really rare.

"I heard them say that you often come here a few days ago. I didn't expect to see you today."

Zhou Meng chatted with Xiang Yiqing very enthusiastically.

Upon seeing this, Director Zhang smiled and stood up, "It seems that you are still young and have a conversation."

"By the way, Director Zhang." Zhou Meng suddenly remembered her purpose, "I'll look for you to read a report."

While speaking, she handed the two sheets in her hand to Director Zhang.

"Okay." Director Zhang nodded, reached out to take the report form, and then said to her: "You and..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiang Yiqing stood up again, and interrupted his speech, "Director Zhang, that's all for the hospital. I'll go back to work."

As he said, he nodded slightly to Zhou Meng, then raised his foot and walked outside the door.

Watching his tall back walk out of Director Zhang's office, Zhou Meng pouted and muttered, "It's still the same as when I was a child, not very talkative."

"Yes." Director Zhang nodded, "Xiaoxiang is very good, he has no arrogance, and he cares about everyone, but he is not talkative and his personality is very introverted."

Xiang Yiqing's figure has disappeared, Zhou Meng's gaze is still looking outside the door, a pair of apricot eyes, bright and smart.

Full of doubts and desire to explore.

...

On the screen, the man kept his head down, holding a pen in his hand, as if frozen.

It was static for a long time.

Xin Xiaoxiao frowned depressed, "Dear husband Xin Xiaoxiao, your wife Xin Xiaoxiao is online!"

"Yeah." Xiang Yiqing didn't raise his head, but replied, still focusing on the job at hand.

Xin Xiaoxiao was very dissatisfied, "Why don't you call my wife?"

Xiang Yiqing ignored her. A few minutes later, he put down his pen and cleaned up the pile of documents in front of him.

Then he raised his head and chatted with Xin Xiaoxiao relaxedly, "Have you eaten?"