Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan blushed and quickly pushed him away.

Mu Beiting frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

Mrs. Mu and Ms. Lu waited for a while before they turned around.

The old lady still carried a thermos bucket in her hand, walked over to the bed and sat down and said, "This is the chicken soup your mother boiled for you. You have just given birth and your body is weak. You must rest well during this time."

"Thank you mom." Su Xiangwan looked at Ms. Lu.

Ms. Lu nodded: "You have to take care of it, and you must take care of your body."

"I know mom."

Ms. Lu and Mrs. Mu had a chat with Su Xiangwan for a while before they left.

Before leaving, Mrs. Mu was still talking about going back and discussing with the old man a name for her great-grandson.

Three days later.

After Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting talked to the baby, they packed up and prepared to leave the hospital.

Xu was in a normal childbirth, and her body recovered well. She changed her clothes and drew some makeup. Her figure was slimmer than before, and she couldn't tell that she was already a child's mother.

Things were just packed up here, and Mu Beiting planned to send her to the airport.

Originally, Mu Beiting meant to accompany her. After all, she had only finished giving birth, so he couldn't worry about it.

But Su Xiangwan thought that he had delayed a lot of time during this period, and there was no need to accompany him again.

After a stalemate, Mu Beiting finally compromised.

Su Xiangwan put on sunglasses and a mask, and followed Mu Beiting away from the hospital's private elevator.

The two waited for a while in front of the elevator before the elevator door opened, and they saw Mrs. Mu and Ms. Lu hurried out of the elevator.

Looking at Su Xiangwan up and down, Mrs. Mu was very angry, knocking on the crutches: "It's not like a word! What's your tongue!"

Su Xiangwan was taken aback for a moment: "Why are you here, grandma?"

Mrs. Mu's voice was loud: "If I don't come again, you won't be upset!"

Su Xiangwan was a little confused, frowned slightly, wondering where he had provoke Mrs. Mu.

Mu Beiting twisted his eyebrows and guarded Su Xiangwan: "If grandma has any dissatisfaction, you can rush to me."

Seeing her grandson, who has always been precious, standing in front of Su Xiangwan and looking at herself with cold eyes, Mrs. Mu's heart is blocked: "Come on with you, I will not eat her!"

Mu Beiting still did not give in, frowning and looking at Mrs. Mu silently.

Su Xiangwan leaned out his small head, "Grandma, did you take a gun today? The smell of gunpowder is so strong?"

"Look at you, just put on heavy makeup after giving birth, what's it like!"

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to take a picture of the glass mirror of the elevator, and cut the haircut and said: "Is it thick? I still think it's a bit light. Grandma, you don't know. If you take a photo, the makeup is too light to tell. Not on camera."

"Taking pictures...you want to take pictures?" Madam Mu's angry voice was trembling, and her body was shaking.

Ms. Lu hurriedly finished the game: "Late night, your grandma is worried about you. You may not have experience, but the woman who has just given birth has to confinement and cannot be affected by the wind. As soon as she heard that you are going to Tongyuan City , He rushed over immediately, worrying that you might fall to the root of the disease."

Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Mu interrupted: "What are you talking about! I didn't worry about her. I was afraid that others would think that our young husband from the Mu family would show up after giving birth, thinking that we were treating her harshly! "

Although the old lady's mouth was hard, Su Xiangwan finally understood the reason.

"Grandma, you are all old feudal thoughts. People have never said about confinement abroad, and now they are all alive and kicking." Su Xiangwan Wen said in a voice.