Fifth Hospital.
"Where's Jiang Zhi?" Fang Lixiang checked the time. "How come she's not back yet at this hour?"
Zhou Xufang said, "She has important things to do."
Important things?
Most likely up to no good with someone.
Fang Lixiang: "Xu Fang, are you still drinking the chicken soup?"
"Not anymore."
"Then I'll cover it up."
Fang Lixiang had recently been feeling nauseous at the smell of meat. Oh right, she also had important matters: "I saw a beautiful baby crib. Do you want to go shopping with me for it, Xu Fang?"
"Show me."
Fang Lixiang fished out her phone proudly, "Isn't it pretty?"
"The pink one is pretty; I'll buy that."
Zhou Xufang's family already had three baby cribs at home, all pink.
She had absolutely no resistance to any pretty pink items, evident from the increasingly numerous flashy pink items in Jiang Zhi's dressing room.
Fang Lixiang added the pink crib to the shopping cart. "Shengsheng, do you want one too?"
