[Quick Wear] The male lead is coming to the bowl

Chapter 85 White Lotus 1

    In her previous life, Song Muqing didn't know how to judge people, and she didn't know how many people who loved her were let down. In the end, she was deserted by her friends and relatives, and her family was broken up.

    Only Xiao Lingxian stood behind her unwaveringly, loved her, and protected her, but he died for her. At the moment of death, Song Muqing saw who really loved her.

    Fortunately, God has eyes and let her live again. Everything is still in time to make up for it. This time, she will protect her beloved and make that couple pay the price!

    ...

    "Go away, our Ah Xian can't bear your care! Just after leaving the operating room, your Jiejie came over and said some crazy things, what a conscience! Hurry up and leave, my son doesn't need your Song family's pity, take away all this soup and porridge! Go back and tell your father that we will never have any contact again!"

    In a daze, Jun Yan woke up to the sharp and harsh voice of the woman, and the pungent smell of disinfectant lingered in her nose. She opened her eyes blankly, and stood in front of her was a graceful middle-aged beautiful woman, glaring at Jun Yan with fiery eyes, as if she saw the murderer of her father.

    "Aunt Xiao... things are not what you think..." Jun Yan spoke instinctively and explained weakly.

    Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the other party, "Don't say anything! Who did my son's leg break for?! Song Muqing, that damn girl, just wants to repay kindness with enmity! You are just a little girl, and Auntie doesn't want to vent her anger on you. Go away quickly, I don't want to see anyone from your Song family!"

    "But..." The girl obviously couldn't stand the woman's anger. She grabbed the thermos in her hand in a daze and helplessly, a little at a loss.

    "Mom, can you be quiet? It's very noisy."

    The boy who had been lying on the bed without speaking finally spoke. His head and hands were wrapped in gauze, and his legs were covered with thick plaster. There was no place on his body that was good. He could only lean on the bed and couldn't even move his head.

    Jun Yan only then noticed the existence of the boy, and a name automatically emerged in his mind, Xiao Lingxian.

    Xiao Lingxian didn't want to speak at first, but when he saw the girl being yelled at by her mother and not daring to talk back, pitiful, and tearful, he couldn't help but speak.

    "Song Muqing is right, she didn't ask me to save her, and Song Junyan is not Song Muqing, why are you bothering her?" Most of Xiao Lingxian's handsome face was wrapped in gauze, leaving only one eye and chin exposed.

    "You bastard! So everything your mother says is wrong, right? If you lose your life one day, your father and I will jump off the building!" Xiao's mother raised her eyebrows and scolded Xiao Lingxian in a frustrated manner. If Xiao Lingxian was not lying on the hospital bed, she would have taken action. Despite this, she did not point at Junyan's nose and scold him, but she did not give him a good look either.

    Just at this moment, a nurse entered the ward and called Xiao's mother away. There were only two people left in the ward, and it was quiet. Junyan

    stood in front of the bed, hesitated for a moment, and put the thermos in his hand on the cabinet beside the bed. He opened the thermos, and a rich and mellow fragrance filled the air, dispersing the smell of disinfectant in the ward.

    Jun Yan scooped a bowl of chicken porridge, which was still steaming. She carefully brought it to Xiao Lingxian. Seeing the boy's cold face, she plucked up the courage and whispered: "Would you like some porridge? I just made it today and it's still hot..."