After Xia ran took a bath, although her brain was very clear, her body was even weaker. She walked out of the bathroom slowly. Meng Meng, who had been waiting outside, came forward to help her. Xia ran didn't want to lie on the bed, so she sat on the sofa. Just as she sat down, she smelled a light and familiar smell of lemon. Her body was stiff and she reached out to touch the back of the sofa.

"Ma'am, you must be hungry. I've cooked porridge for you to try." Aunt Li then brought the porridge up.

The color of the porridge is good, but the mushrooms, carrots and other accessories are all cut in disorder. Xia ran picks up a blue and white porcelain spoon, scoops a spoon, and gently stirs it for a while, then droops her eyelids and says, "auntie Li, you don't often cook food at home?"

"Ah?" Xia ran suddenly said that, Aunt Li almost did not recover. Meng Meng, who was standing beside her, gently touched her with her elbow to show her the porridge in the bowl, and then Aunt Li suddenly woke up.

"my wife said that my family is a cook, and I dislike my poor cooking, so the three meals at home are all his own bag."

Aunt Li's words are half true and half false. Her husband is indeed a cook, but because she does it outside every day, she is willing to do everything when she comes home, but she is not willing to cook.

Xia ran still lowers her head and says nothing more. She still stirs the porridge that is not hot with a spoon. Aunt Li looks at Meng Meng, and Meng Meng nods slightly. They thought that their small movements Xia ran could not see, but they did not know that the tea table made of pure crystal in front of the sofa reflected their eyes clearly.

"Aunt Li, did you take care of me and call doctor Xu?" Xia ran asked softly.

"Yes, ma'am." Aunt Li answered in a hurry.

"What about Rongfan?" Xia ran asked again.

"Sir He went to the company early in the morning, sir Aunt Li hesitated for a moment and answered according to Rong fan's instructions.

Ding!

As soon as Aunt Li's voice dropped, Xia ran threw the spoon in her hand and splashed it into the porridge. The spoon hit the porcelain bowl, even though it had the effect of porridge, it was still crisp, which scared Aunt Li to hold her breath.

Xia ran leaned back with no expression: "I don't have any appetite now. I don't want to eat salty food. Go and ask the kitchen to make me some rice porridge. Don't put anything. I'm tired of a lot of messy things."

"Madam, this porridge..."

"Well, ma'am, I'll go and tell the kitchen."

Meng Meng suddenly felt that Xia ran should know where the porridge came from. At the thought that her husband's fingers were swollen twice for this porridge, she felt that he was a little aggrieved. So she wanted to explain for her husband, but Aunt Li held her back: "clean up the place quickly."

Meng Meng can only suppress a lot of doubts. She takes a towel and wipes the million dollar tea table without leaving any trace. When she finishes all this, she finds that Xia Ran is no longer on the sofa. Instead, she sits on the window sill, holding her knees in both hands and resting her chin on her knees, staring out of the window.

Meng Meng has always known that Xia Ran's eyes are very beautiful. The first day she came here, she saw Xia ran standing on the revolving stairs with white embroidered gold butterfly cheongsam standing there. Her eyes were as indifferent as diamonds. However, she was more like a spirit who broke into the world by mistake, which was holy and suffocating.

But this is the first time that Meng Meng saw that pair of diamond shining eyes showed deep desire and deep helplessness, interwoven with boundless loneliness on her body.

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