Mu Ningxi kept thinking about He Zicheng all day long. The two children at home would be safe with the servants of the He family watching over them.
He Zicheng, on the other hand, was so young and was sick and alone in the hospital. He didn't know what was going on.
To celebrate Zicheng, she rushed to the hospital with delicious snacks as soon as she got off work.
He Zicheng, who was originally alone in the ward, looking up with helpless eyes, suddenly lit up when he saw Mu Ningxi coming.
"Beautiful aunt, why are you here?"
That cute smiling face almost melted Mu Ning Xi's heart.
No wonder Nuan Nuan said that he looked similar to An An. Even she felt that the two of them were like brothers, with extremely similar facial features.
Perhaps it was for this reason that she had a little more love and sympathy for He Zicheng.
Mu Ningxi shook the pastry in her hand: "Zicheng, Auntie knows that you like to eat cranberry cake. The one downstairs is particularly delicious. Please try it quickly."
He Zicheng reached out and took it with a smile in his eyes: "Thank you, beautiful aunt."
The beautiful aunt is not only kind to him, she even remembers clearly what he likes to eat.
Although he fainted yesterday, he knew that the beautiful aunt saved him and sent him to the hospital.
Mu Ningxi thoughtfully opened the box for He Zicheng and fed him the cakes.
He Zicheng had been lying in the hospital all day. Although a nurse provided him with nutritious meals, he had no appetite because of his illness and fever.
Fortunately, the beautiful aunt arranged some pastries to cushion his belly.
Mu Ningxi sat aside, feeling a little distressed when she saw He Zicheng devouring the food.
"Eat slowly, drink some milk and take a rest."
Just as He Zicheng was about to respond to her, he looked up and saw the person standing in front of the door, and was so frightened that he dropped his favorite pastry.
Sensing something was wrong with him, Mu Ningxi looked back and saw Su Mengyuan standing at the door, staring at them with sinister eyes.
Mu Ningxi stood up subconsciously. She knew that Su Mengyuan didn't want to see her and was about to leave.
Before she even got in front of Su Mengyuan, she heard her saying angrily: "It's so greedy that you can swallow an elephant like a snake. How can you be so worried about other people's children all day long?"
Mu Ningxi was often wary before, partly because she didn't like to meddle in other people's business and didn't want to think about conflicts.
On the other hand, it was because she could see that He Zicheng was very filial and she didn't want her child to be sad.
But this time, she didn't want to just let it go.
Mu Ningxi raised her eyes and looked at Su Mengyuan, her sharp eyes filled with coldness.
"So I should just watch him lying on the roadside waiting for death and ignore him?"
This simple sentence stunned Su Mengyuan, making her unable to say anything in reply.
Just because she didn't speak, it didn't mean that Mu Ningxi would let her go.
"Su Mengyuan, as a mother, if you don't show any gratitude to the person who saves your child, forget it. You still sneer at me. Is Zicheng your child?"
Su Mengyuan was about to retort when she heard Mu Ningxi questioning Zicheng's relationship with her, and she turned pale with fright.
She stared at Mu Ning Xi with panic eyes and said urgently: "What are you talking about? Zicheng is not my son. Could it be that he is still your son?"
Mu Ningxi naturally knew that Zicheng was not her child, but Su Mengyuan's reaction was too strange.
She just questioned it, but Su Mengyuan had such a big reaction, as if she had a guilty conscience.
Is there really any ulterior secret about Zicheng's life experience?