Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 535 Habit

Song Xiao nodded in understanding and didn't ask any more questions.

Because this involves the other person's privacy.

Song Xiao is not a gossipy person.

The two were waiting for Zhou Yi outside the emergency room.

About half an hour later, Zhou Yi was sent out and his condition was much more stable.

But he still needs to be hospitalized for observation.

Nan Sheng was used to it.

Song Xiao should have left, but looking at Nan Sheng's pale face, Song Xiao finally did not leave and stayed here with Nan Sheng.

Anyway, work matters have basically been dealt with, and Song Xiao has nothing important to do.

Until the housekeeper and the servants arrived.

Song Xiaocai looked at Nan Sheng and said, "I'm taking you out for dinner. There are people watching us here. You can't do this. You need to relax."

Nan Sheng was stunned. She didn't expect that Song Xiao could easily see her nervousness.

For some reason, every time Zhou Yi was in the hospital, Nan Sheng's nerves were tense and she couldn't relax at all.

When Song Xiao made the invitation, Nan Sheng unexpectedly did not refuse.

In Nan Sheng's opinion, it was reasonable for her to treat Song Xiao to a meal.

Song Xiao has helped me countless times.

"Okay." Nan Sheng nodded.

"Lunch?" Song Xiao lowered his head and asked Nan Sheng.

"Okay." Nan Sheng responded.

Song Xiao nodded: "Do you have any Chinese food recommendations?"

"Chinese food in Zurich is all pretty much the same." Nan Sheng thought for a moment, "There's a Sichuan restaurant nearby that makes pretty good food. It's pretty authentic."

Song Xiao hummed: "Then let's go to this one."

The two walked side by side out of the hospital, and Nan Sheng went to the car to get an umbrella.

Although it is not raining in Zurich now, we should still be prepared for the worst.

Soon, Nan Sheng and Song Xiao appeared in the Chinese restaurant.

"I'll treat you to a meal," Nan Sheng said directly. "You've helped me many times, so don't fight with me."

This made Song Xiao laugh softly: "Okay."

Then Song Xiao didn't say anything, and the waiter brought the menu over.

Nan Sheng handed the menu to Song Xiao: "Just order the dishes, I'm not picky."

Song Xiao didn't shirk his responsibility and looked down at the menu.

These Sichuan dishes reminded Song Xiao of Nan Sheng in his memory.

I like spicy food, but I’m afraid of peppercorns, and I don’t eat some weird things.

Every time, Song Xiao would pick these things out.

Nan Sheng, who was sitting in front of him, made Song Xiao quiet down for a while.

He remained calm and quickly finished ordering the dishes.

He ordered according to Nan Sheng's preferences as he remembered.

Nan Sheng was also a little surprised when she heard Song Xiao ordering the dishes.

Because these dishes are all my favorites, except for some of the ingredients.

Under such circumstances, Nan Sheng didn't think much about it and just thought it was a coincidence.

Soon, the waiter brought the dishes.

The two rarely talked to each other.

Nan Sheng has been a slow warmer over the years, and it takes a gradual process of getting familiar with things.

Song Xiao is a quiet person by nature, so in such a situation, he becomes even quieter.

But it seemed like there wasn't much awkwardness with the two of them just sitting there.

"You said Xiaoyi is your brother's child?" Until Song Xiao broke the silence.

"Yes." Nan Sheng nodded.

The waiters started serving the dishes one after another, and Nan Sheng habitually picked out the food she didn't want to eat.

Song Xiao also noticed it.

But on the surface, he remained calm.

These are the things that the Nan Sheng in my memory doesn't like to eat.

Nan Sheng would pick them out every time, but she would just act coquettishly and let herself eat them.

Of course, Nan Sheng in front of him wouldn't do that.

"What about your sister-in-law? Why isn't she in Zurich?" Song Xiao continued to ask calmly.

Nan Sheng sighed, but then calmly explained, "She's very busy with her career, and she also has to help my brother, so she's not in Zurich very often."

This is a lie.

But Nan Sheng also did it with ease.

After all, Nan Sheng doesn't need to explain too much about her family affairs to outsiders.

Especially since this matter was related to Zhou Yi, Nan Sheng made up a reason.

Song Xiao nodded.

He quietly suppressed the doubts in his heart through Nan Sheng's explanation.

Because in Song Xiao's memory, Zhou Jingyan was not married.

There is also no news that Zhou Jingyan has another son.

At least in the capital, there is no news.

Even if the paparazzi can't find the news, it's impossible that the entire circle has no news at all.

So Song Xiao thought, he was probably just overthinking it.

But as he watched Nan Sheng gradually pick out the dishes in front of him, a familiar feeling quickly came over him.

"You don't like eating these?" Song Xiao asked casually.

"Yeah. I don't like it very much." Nan Sheng didn't hide it.

Song Xiao smiled faintly: "My wife doesn't like to eat these either."

Now, Nan Sheng looked at Song Xiao in surprise. She didn't expect that Song Xiao was married.

"You must love your wife very much, which is why you remember all of her preferences so clearly." Nan Sheng said directly.

Song Xiao hummed: "I love her very much."

"That's great. You made me fall in love again." Nan Sheng picked up the internet meme.

But the next moment, Song Xiao was very quiet: "But she passed away six years ago."

Nan Sheng was stunned, then a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

"It's okay, let's eat." Song Xiao changed the subject calmly, "After dinner, Xiaoyi is still waiting for you in the hospital."

"Okay." Nan Sheng stuck out her tongue, feeling extremely embarrassed.

This topic ends here.

The two of them ate quietly.

But Nan Sheng couldn't explain why. When she heard Song Xiao talking about his wife, she suddenly started to think seriously.

I wonder if I really need to find a boyfriend.

But Nan Sheng hid this thought very well and did not reveal it.

After the two finished their meal, Song Xiao sent Nan Sheng back to the hospital. He didn't stay in the hospital for long and turned around and left.

Of course Nan Sheng didn't stop him.

After Song Xiao walked out of the hospital, he turned around and looked at Nan Sheng's figure disappearing from his sight.

He was quiet for a moment, put one hand in his bag, lowered his brows, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Then, Song Xiao took another taxi and returned to the hotel.

When we arrived at the hotel, it was already 8:40 in the evening.

Song Xiao stood quietly, looking at the brightly lit Zurich outside.

After a long time, he picked up his phone and called Zhao Rui.

"What happened?" Zhao Rui asked directly.

At this time, it is almost nine o'clock in the evening in Europe.

"You're not still working overtime, are you? I remember that everything has been finalized, right?" Zhao Rui frowned and continued to ask.

Song Xiao remained silent for a long time before he spoke: "Help me check something."

"You say." Zhao Rui responded.

"When Nan Sheng passed away, the Zhou family did not announce his death to the public. And after so many years, why doesn't Nan Sheng even have a tombstone?" Song Xiao mentioned what happened that year very quietly.

Zhao Rui was also surprised when he heard Nan Sheng's name.