"Jiaaaa, co here dear~ Join us for breakfast!" Yang Bingqing glead early morning the mont she saw Jia.
She was with Yang Cheng, who just took his seat beside her.
Jia timidly walked up to them and nervously smiled. She glanced at Yang Cheng.
Ugh. He won’t be so thrilled to learn what Miss. Xie saw back there right...?
She lacked tears to shed.
Yang Cheng looked up and blinked once upon seeing a dical textbook tightly hugged against her chest. He wondered why she had it. But he didn’t ponder further upon it.
"Good morning, Uncle, Aunt. Thank you for inviting for breakfast but I should take my leave-"
"Preposterous!" Yang Bingqing gasped. "How can I let my sweet girl leave with a hungry stomach? Breakfast is super important," she nodded earnestly.
She pressed her lips.
"I am fine really. Miss. Xie is here to join you, right?"
"But that doesn’t an that you should leave. Worry not dear! I totally support your and Mingshen’s relationship!" She gave her a thumbs up.
"..."
Are you sure you should be saying that in front of your husband who wants it totally different?
But Yang Cheng looked unfazed.
Jia awkwardly took a seat much with Yang Bingqing’s insistence. Imdiately, the seat beside her was occupied by a figure swiftly racing towards the breakfast table.
Jia threw a dry look at Mingshen.
He is here again!
Jia heard the sound of heels clicking next and she gulped.
"Good morning, Uncle, Aunt," Mulan smiled.
"Good morning dear~" Yang Bingqing chirped.
Yang Cheng gave a light nod.
Mingshen asked, "Why is your side empty, Spicy? Have so fish soup~"
He served her a bowl with the brightest grin. Yang Bingqing clutched her chest, hardly able to believe her eyes.
"Y-You are serving soone?"
"It’s Spicy after all," he frowned.
Jia pinched his thigh and gave him a silent glare.
Shouldn’t you be serving Miss. Xie instead of ?
"Why should I be serving her?" Mingshen voiced his question out loud.
"..."
"You should learn to be in your future wife’s good books," Mulan chuckled.
"I admire your baseless confidence very much," he smiled.
" too when you say you want to explore your bodily feelings with Inspector Song when clearly, she has zero interest in it."
Yang Bingqing almost stumbled off her chair.
"Bo-Bodily functions? Which bodily functions is she talking about, Mingshen!?"
"The one that gives you a grandchild?" he yawned lazily.
Jia choked on the water she was drinking. "Mingshen!"
She quickly looked at the mother who was very close to fainting. "Of course, he is just kidding, Aunt."
Her eyes teared up with joy. "I will...finally beco a grandmother?"
"..."
Jia quietly ate her fish soup in silence and prayed for the breakfast ti to get over soon.
Mingshen gave Mulan a look filled with displeasure. "Why are you here anyway?"
Mulan smiled and pulled out two plane tickets. "I think this is a very good ti for us to get to know each other a little more deeply."
"Excuse ?"
"There is an international dical conference in London for which I know you are surely invited. And there is also a ga convention at the sa center for which I am sure as hell invited. So I took the liberty to book our tickets for the sa flight and hotel for the week~ The event is two weeks away."
Jia shone.
This devil will be gone from my life for a week atleast?
Mingshen felt that excitent of hers and sneered. "Why are you so particularly thrilled with the news, Spicy?"
"It’s a joyous event to celebrate. I will finally have my peace of mind."
He sneered again. "And who said I am going?"
Jia’s expression dropped. "Don’t splash water on my hopes."
Mulan smiled. "He won’t. He has to go. Apart from it being an important dical conference, the inside news is that Dr. Yang is going to be felicitated with an award too."
Her eyes widened. "Really?"
"Apparently, his lab is not just all show and no talk. He brings results too. He is going to be awarded for his outstanding research and application in the field of tissue regeneration and healing. His dical paper has beco really popular."
"That’s amazing," Jia clapped.
Mingshen stared at her. "Are you happy?"
"Why not? Any advancent in the field of science and dicine is always welco. Congratulations."
Yang Bingqing chirped. "The only thing he is good at. Work, work and work! That is exactly why I am not getting my grandchild!" she sobbed.
Yang Cheng said, "Good work."
Mingshen bead. "Are you proud of , Spicy?"
Her brow twitched. "...I an you are a great doctor so only in the professional space can I respect you."
"And in others?"
"I want to kill you."
"So if you are so proud of , Spicy, why not join on my London trip~?"
"Such a great idea!" Yang Bingqing held stars in her eyes.
"N-No way!"
This mother-son pair! Miss. Xie is right here and they are not thinking about her feelings at all!
She smiled. "I have my case to work on and I really have to work on a lot of stuff. But I am sure Mingshen will enjoy Miss. Xie’s company. A-anyway, I am really getting late for work. Thank you so much for your hospitality, Aunt!"
Jia zapped out of the mansion with lightning speed.
Mulan comnted. "She forgot to keep the textbook back once again."
He shrugged. "Like I said, she can take whatever she wants."
—
Jia finally returned to her apartnt, releasing a heavy sigh. She placed the text book on the table but glanced at it a second later. She blinked twice.
Oh shit! When did I take this book with ? Ugh...
Will Mingshen take as a thief?
Her head dropped in defeat.
So tired...I will have to return it to him later...
She dragged her feet to her bedroom to get ready for the day and took out her uniform from her wardrobe. As she was buttoning up her shirt, she felt a little tight and uncomfortable on her chest with the fitting.
Her brows furrowed.
Her gaze fell on the weighing scale near the table and she swallowed a nervous gulp. She took a deep breath and stood on the scale with an impending feeling gnawing at her. She exhaled the sa breath and looked down. Her chest heaved with a sharp gasp, her expression turning paler.
3.7 kgs overweight...?
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