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Chapter 825: Aunt

Song Xiang rolled her eyes at him, "You don't understand."

You are over thirty and have no children, so you know what a hammer is.

Xiang Shuyi raised his eyebrows, clasped his hands, and approached the table, "Come here, I'll take your pulse carefully. You look really bad."

Song Xiang didn't believe him for a long time, but seeing his serious face, it was difficult to refuse.

He stretched out his hand and thought, no matter what he said, it was all nonsense.

Xiang Shuyi put his finger on her pulse and calmed down.

After a while, he began to say: "You were born prematurely. You were not well-raised in the mother's body. You were malnourished in childhood. You have also endured hardships as an adult, and your health is very poor."

Song Xiang took back his hand, "Why are you talking nonsense?"

Xiang Shuyi smiled, "Am I talking nonsense?"

"My mother said that I was born at full term. I was almost eight pounds when I was born. I was not well nourished in the mother's body. No matter how good I was, I would not be able to get out. My childhood...can't be considered malnourished. It was just recently.

I have a slight cold and fever, but my health is not bad." Song Xiang said.

With a smile in his eyes, Xiang Shuyi took a sip of coffee and said, "You can't see it now. If you just mess around for two years, all kinds of little problems will definitely catch up with you."

Seeing his serious expression, Song Xiang was a little scared, "Are you serious?"

"Doctor, don't lie."

Song Xiang: "..."

Oh.

"Let's not talk about this first. Speaking of which, when will you repay the favor?" Xiang Shuyi supported his chin with one hand and looked at Song Xiang leisurely.

Song Xiang thought for a while, "Is there anything you want?"

In the imperial capital, there should be nothing that Shun Han can't do.

Xiang Shuyi: "You can do whatever you want?"

Song Xiang: "It should be."

"Okay." Xiang Shuyi spread his hands and leaned back again, "You go back and tell Mr. Yan that I want his girlfriend."

Song Xiang:!!!

"Doctor Xiang!"

Xiang Shuyi shrugged, showing an innocent expression, "You asked me to say it."

Song Xiang gritted his teeth and took a breath to calm himself down.

"We sincerely want to return your favor, and please be more serious."

Xiang Shuyi clicked his tongue and said, "We are already 'us'. It is indeed different from before. I remember that in the hospital, you were still very clear about each other."

Song Xiang's face turned slightly red as he recalled that at that time, he was still fighting with Shun Han.

"Sure enough, beating is about kissing and scolding, and it's about love. It's unnecessary for me as a bystander." Xiang Shuyi sighed again.

Song Xiang was speechless and tried to speak as little as possible to avoid being teased by him.

"Let's do it." Xiang Shuyi looked at her and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. When I think about it, I will contact you at any time."

Song Xiang nodded, "Okay."

"Still that number?"

"Yes."

"Okay." Xiang Shuyi put one hand on the table, looked at Song Xiang intently, and said, "I will contact you as soon as possible."

Song Xiang was unsure, and felt that this person was not serious, so it was better to stay away. There was a jealous person at home, and there were alarms around him. If he returned home at the slightest sign of trouble, he would be interrogated.

She didn't say anything more, silently lowered her head and drank half a cup of coffee.

Xiang Shuyi was okay and did not continue to tease her verbally.

After coming out of the cafe, the two parties parted ways.



Song Xiang returned to the company. As soon as he arrived in the lobby, the front desk came running over.

"Mr. Song, there were two people just now who said they were relatives of yours, clamoring to see you."

Song Xiang frowned, "My relative?"

"Yes, it seems to be my aunt. I didn't think she looked much like you, so I called the security guards, but they refused to leave, so I had to put them in the abandoned reception room."


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