klisemfg Chapter 180 What kind of painting is so precious?
Chapter 180 What kind of painting is so precious?
At Goldsmith Bay Villa, when night falls, the entire villa is brightly lit, like a shining pearl inlaid in the night.
Inside the villa, the old lady sat upright on a luxurious sofa, gently patting Xiao Yue's hand, while chatting cordially with Shen Rou about the past.
The old lady's eyes were full of memories, and she slowly muttered: "When Zidong International was founded, it was the result of the concerted efforts of the five brothers.
From a humble little shop, step by step, it gradually became a big company. At that time, your father worked very hard, with only one thought in mind, that is, to make the family live a good life.
Xiaojie was still a kid at that time, and he had a big dream, which was to become a mighty special forces soldier.
Once, he received an order to participate in an undercover mission. Who would have thought that after the mission was completed, all the team members were sacrificed, leaving only Rong Shishan and Xiaojie.
As for what happened inside, it is still unclear. But since then, Xiaojie came back with a broken heart and resolutely applied for discharge from the army. "
At this moment, the aunt of the family came over with light steps and said respectfully: "Madam, old lady, dinner is ready, please move to the dining room to eat!"
Xiao Yue was as obedient as a docile little deer. He quickly stepped forward to help the old lady up. They walked slowly towards the restaurant and then sat down slowly.
Shen Rou gently picked up a small bowl and scooped a bowl of soup for the old lady. She said gently, "Mom, drink some soup to warm your stomach first."
At Jiang Chengyu's suggestion, Song Shijie returned home happily. After entering the house, he took off his coat neatly and walked straight to the restaurant.
Xiao Yue was very tactful and quickly took the coat and hung it on the hanger carefully.
Song Shijie looked at the old lady and said with a smile: "Mom, you look good today! If you are bored at home, I will take you out for a walk tomorrow."
The old lady waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about me. The company is so busy. Just take care of your own business!"
Shen Rou scooped another bowl of soup for Song Shijie and asked with concern: "Ajie, drink some soup to warm your stomach first. You look like you have something to say."
Song Shijie took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then picked up the hot soup and drank it all in one gulp.
He slowly said, "It's like this, Rou'er, you told me about Chenxi last night. After get off work, I went to find my son, but who knew he fell ill again."
Song Shijie looked dejected, as he had no idea what to do with his son's health.
"What? How is my son now?" Shen Rou stood up excitedly and asked anxiously.
"Hey, you two, you both have the same stubborn tempers. He didn't sleep all night after seeing you pushing him like that, and now he's broken down!" Song Shijie shook his head helplessly.
"I'm doing this for his own good. If I don't have any offspring, I'll be laughed at. If I follow that brat, there's no hope for me!"
The old lady said distressedly: "My eldest grandson is sick? Why don't you bring him back to me? Ziheng hasn't come to see me or called me in these years! I've been looking forward to his return home, but he keeps running away. I don't see him every day. When will I be able to hold my great-grandson in my arms?"
At this moment, Song Shijie's eyes were red. Shen Rou saw that Song Shijie's face suddenly became sad. "Ajie, are you okay?"
Song Shijie gently pressed the tears from his eyes and continued, "Jiang Chengyu said that if Chenxi wakes up and feels better, he will leave here and go back to G City."
"Is my son really leaving?" Shen Rou asked nervously.
Song Shijie nodded solemnly, and Shen Rou asked again with concern: "Are you not going to care about the blind date? Are you also not going to care about Nangong Jing's wedding for mom?"
Song Shijie said helplessly: "Look at how healthy mom is now. Does she need a wedding?"
The old lady said nervously, "Doesn't he like Jing girl? What kind of girl does his eldest grandson want? My Xiaoyue is pretty good, well-behaved, sensible and capable. I'll send her to his bedroom tonight to fill his room."
After hearing this, Xiao Yue blushed with embarrassment and whispered, "Grandma, the young master hasn't been home for several days."
The old lady was confused and sober at the same time. She supported Xiao Yue and said, "Call him and tell him that grandma misses him and ask him to come back and have dinner with grandma."
Song Shijie said helplessly: "Mom, I just said that Chenxi is sick and can't come back tonight."
The old lady came back again: "Is he sick? Why don't you bring my eldest grandson home? There are many people at home who can take care of him. This child just likes to run around outside."
Song Shijie shook his head and sighed in his heart, thinking that the old man might be nagging the same sentence over and over again, never ending!
Xiao Yue sat next to the old lady obediently and carefully invited her to eat. Song Shijie looked at Xiao Yue without blinking.
She whispered, "Chenxi doesn't want to go on a blind date, so Jiang Chengyu came up with a solution that would satisfy both parties. In order for our son to live well in the future, he asked us to find a surrogate mother."
He will observe his son's physical condition tonight. If he wakes up feeling weak tomorrow, he will take him to the hospital. He will use the excuse of a physical examination to collect sperm from him. After this, they will not contact each other for three years.
By the time he finds out, it will be a done deal, and his son will slowly accept it. The question is, where can we find a surrogate mother now?"
The old lady was no longer confused, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue has no relatives. She has been with me for thirteen years. She is like my granddaughter. She is the most suitable one." After hearing this, Xiao Yue lowered her head shyly.
Song Shijie asked solemnly: "Xiao Yue, if you don't want to, I won't embarrass you? If you want, this home will be your home in the future. Although Chenxi can't give you love and fulfill the responsibilities of a husband.
After the surrogacy, I will give you whatever you want. You will treat me like my daughter, Song Shijie, and I will never break my promise."
Xiao Yue looked at her loving grandmother, holding her hand tightly, and stared at her for a long time with expectant eyes. After some inner struggle, she nodded shyly.
Instantly, Song Shijie and Shen Rou stood up, bowed deeply to Xiao Yue, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Xiao Yue."
Xiao Yue hurriedly stood up and waved his hands: "Master and Madam, you are bothering me!"
Song Shijie said solemnly: "Xiao Yue, it's as you deserve. These are far from enough to be morally condemned, and my Song family can never repay you in this lifetime. You should accept it with pleasure!" Song Shijie nodded again.
Xiao Yue sat gently beside the old lady. When the old lady saw that Xiao Yue readily agreed, her eyes curved into a crescent-shaped arc with joy, and the corners of her mouth were raised so that she couldn't close her mouth.
The next morning, the sun suddenly rose from the distant horizon like a golden sword. The light instantly penetrated the layers of clouds and mist and sprinkled on the earth.
The dazzling light shines through the huge glass windows and shines unscrupulously into the warm and white bedroom, covering the entire room with a layer of warm golden gauze.
Mu Xiaoji was not sleeping well on the big bed in the bedroom. His restless hands and feet were stretched out randomly, and he locked the little monster Jiang Chengyu tightly in his arms.
Jiang Chengyu stared at Mu Xiaoji without blinking. His face was as angular as if it was carved out of jade. He used to be handsome, but now he looked a bit sickly.
This made Jiang Chengyu's heart full of pity, as if the person in front of him would scatter when encountering the wind and would melt when encountering the light. He cherished him so much that he dared not slack off in the slightest.
Mu Xiaoji seemed to feel a burning gaze focused on his cheek. He slowly opened his eyes and looked directly at Jiang Chengyu.
Jiang Chengyu's beautiful face and bright eyes made Mu Xiaoji dazed for a moment. "Little monster, aren't you tired of watching it every day?" Mu Xiaoji raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of ridicule.
"How could that be? You almost scared me to death yesterday. Even if you just leave me alone, I don't want to stay here alone." Jiang Chengyu's voice was full of worry and attachment.
"Silly ball, what nonsense are you talking about! If I really can't hold on any longer one day, you go back to Renxin Hospital to find Cui Jiani. You two can help me realize my dream together. Let Cui Jiani give birth to a fat boy for you and continue my dream."
When Jiang Chengyu heard this, his face changed slightly, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He was about to get up and leave, but Mu Xiaoji's strong hands hooked his neck and pulled him back.
"Little monster, can you please not run away when you are unhappy? You can also teach me a lesson to vent your anger. I have been a bastard to you so many times, don't you want revenge?" There was a hint of expectation and uneasiness in Mu Xiaoji's eyes.
Jiang Chengyu pulled Xiaoji's hands away and said in a low voice, "I never thought about it. I'll get you some red date and black chicken soup. After you finish eating, I'll take you to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup so that I can understand your current physical condition."
"I'm fine. I'm fully recovered after waking up! No need to check." Mu Xiaoji said nonchalantly, and then fumbled around for his cell phone.
Jiang Chengyu had just walked to the door when Mu Xiaoji hurriedly asked, "Where's my phone?"
"I'm charging over there!" Jiang Chengyu immediately left the bedroom.
Mu Xiaoji crawled to the bed, took the phone and leaned against the mattress. His fingers skillfully found Rong Shishan's number and dialed it.
At this time, Rong Shishan had just walked into Song Shijie's office with a pile of documents when he heard his cell phone ring. He put down the documents in his hand, took out his cell phone, and saw that it was Mu Xiaoji calling.
Rong Shishan looked at Song Shijie and said, "It's Xiaoji."
Song Shijie signaled him to answer the phone quickly. Rong Shishan answered the phone: "Hello, Xiaoji, how are you feeling today?"
"I'm fine. How do you know I'm not feeling well?" Mu Xiaoji's voice sounded very energetic.
"My boss and I went to see you yesterday, and you were sleeping very soundly," Rong Shishan explained.
“Thank you. After get off work, please go back to my bedroom in Goldsmith Bay Villa and help me pack my things and bring them over here. I’m going back to work in G City tomorrow.
Oh! By the way, don’t forget that painting. You can’t forget that painting even if you don’t take anything else.” Mu Xiaoji’s tone was a little anxious.
"What kind of painting is so valuable?" Rong Shishan asked curiously.
"It's an exquisite box packaging. Just be obedient and pretend. I'll show it to you here." Mu Xiaoji said mysteriously.
"Okay, don't you want to say anything to the Boss?" Rong Shishan asked.
"No, please take good care of my dad!" Mu Xiaoji said and hung up the phone.
Song Shijie looked at Rong Shishan, his eyes full of worry: "Is Xiaoji really okay? He wants to go back to G City, what should I do?"
Rong Shishan shook his head slightly: "Boss, you know Xiaoji's character. It is difficult to change his decision. We can only respect his choice and hope that everything goes well for him in G City."
Song Shijie sighed, his heart full of helplessness and worry.