"Not as beautiful as you."
Lin Hanxing's words stunned song Chenxi for a moment, then she smiled.
"If I go out now, I'm afraid I'll scare the child."
Her tone was indifferent and calm, and it was obvious that she did not care or panic as she had said.
From the moment song Chenxi first woke up until now, she had been like this.
&Quot; who said that? I'll go and dye my grandmother's ashes to accompany you tomorrow! &Quot;
Bai Xi patted his chest.
The atmosphere between the few of them was not affected by the incident just now. Jiang Xibao was also preparing to change the new sheets that he had brought from the Li family for song Chenxi.
"Is there any news of Gong Yun?"
Song Chenxi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed by Bai Xi to the floor-to-ceiling window. Her face, which was so thin that it was almost out of shape, was bathed in the sunlight, so white that it was almost transparent.
