Ruan Songxi nodded silently.
As Zhuang Xiyue turned around, she seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, when are you and Ah Wan planning to get married? Your sister is still waiting to hold a grandchild. I think Ah Wan is a great girl, you should stop dragging it out and give her an answer."
Ruan Songxi looked at the young woman talking with his mother on the hospital bed, a gentle light flickering in his eyes, and nodded: "I will."
Zhuang Xiyue finally smiled: "At last, some good news to get rid of the bad luck. I'll go check the almanac and set the date as soon as possible."
She said joyfully as she returned to the ward.
Ruan Songxi stayed in the ward for a while, took a call, and then had to leave.
Now, he's just taken over the Ruan Group, and a bunch of internal matters await his attention, besides setting aside time every day to be with his mother, and this is already the limit.
