Chapter 180 - Hidden Unrevealed Inscription
While Shang Cijie appeared agitated, Mu Sifa, who was in the adjacent hospital room, wore an unusual smile.
The hospital staff were taken aback when they noticed this change. They were equally surprised by Shang Mingming's arrival.
“So, even the dean can find reasons to smile now!” This is quite a novelty!”
“It might have sothing to do with the child in his arms! But whose child could it be!? The dean doesn't have children, does he?”
“Could it be a friend's child?” Or perhaps a patient's child?”
“It's possible, but I must say, that child is incredibly adorable, so charming and cuddly; you can't resist pinching those cheeks.”
“Absolutely, and she resembles the daughter of a renowned fashion designer I follow closely.”
“A fashion designer? That's an interesting hobby! While others chase after celebrities, you're chasing after designers?”
“Well, this particular designer specializes in creating girls' children's clothing and is highly regarded in the fashion industry. I have a daughter, you see! All her clothes are from that brand; it offers great quality at a reasonable price.”
“But what does this have to do with the child?” Soone asked, still puzzled.
“Because that designer's daughter was the model for those clothes!” They gained fa through that child.”
“Ah, so she's probably a mother!” Another voice chid in.
“I'm not sure about that since so designers keep a low profile and avoid dia exposure. By the way, I heard in the news that the principal is trying to recruit that designer as our spokesperson for the mask project. We'll get to see what they look like then.”
These people continued their typical gossiping.
Mu Sifa, carrying Shang Mingming, overheard their conversation. He was intrigued by the identity of the designer and by the striking resemblance between Shang Mingming and the child in his arms, even though one was a boy and the other a girl.
“Wow, is this your hospital, Uncle? It's so big! Can I co and play here in the future?” Shang Mingming's face lit up with excitent, and his rosy cheeks made him look even cuter.
“Of course, but you haven't told your na yet,” Mu Sifa replied, lifting Shang Mingming and gently wiping his forehead.
“My na is Shang Mingming! Mr. Moyu gave that na. Doesn't it sound nice?” Shang Mingming bead.
Mu Sifa was montarily stunned and asked, “Is your last na Shang?”
“Yes, it is!”
Why am I jumping to conclusions? The surna Shang is common enough. But ‘Moyu'? Mu Sifa's initial thought was of Xu Moyu, the wife of Sect Leader Han Shaolin, a well-known figure.
“Xu Moyu?” Mu Sifa inquired.
Shang Mingming seed surprised that Mu Sifa knew about this and playfully dodged the question, blinking and revealing his canine teeth. “Uncle, you guess!” he teased.
Mu Sifa thought he might have guessed wrong, so he didn't press further.
“By the way, Uncle, do you have a wife?” Shang Mingming suddenly asked, his face turning red for reasons he couldn't explain.
Mu Sifa's steps ca to a sudden halt because this expression and question reminded him of Shang Xiaojie from five years ago, when Liu Tie had used a similar expression.
“What's wrong, Uncle? Why were you staring at like that?” Shang Mingming asked, puzzled, as he waved his hands in front of Mu Sifa.
“It's nothing, Uncle just got lost in thought for a mont,” Mu Sifa reassured him with a smile, but then fell silent.
However, Shang Mingming pointed at his own face and inquired, “Don't tell I look like soone you know? Maybe like Uncle's wife?”
Mu Sifa was taken aback once more, but after a brief mont, a gentle smile ford on his lips as he patted Shang Mingming's head and replied, “You resemble soone that Uncle is fond of.”
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