A lavish breakfast spread was in front of Xiang Wenxin's eyes, making her heart content as she exclaimed, "Ah, when it comes to filial piety, Zhong'er really sets the standard, hehe…"
Liu Zhizhong could only respond with a forced smile, "Alright, Little Aunt Xin, shall we dine?"
Xiang Wenxin laughed heartily, but then seriously asked, "Has Zhong'er turned into Little Zhongzi now?"
That quirky Southern belle, oh… her language sure has a unique flair.
Xiang Wenxin playfully added, "Little Zhongzi, this morning's meal isn't going to give your Little Aunt a nosebleed again, is it?"
"Hehe, not at all, definitely not, it's only going to replenish blood."
"Mmm, that's more like it…"
Regardless, it was a delightful breakfast.
Xiang Wenxin was indeed a fiery, spontaneous girl, easily creating a relaxed atmosphere.
Liu Zhizhong, well, he was primarily supportive. With women from the Qiangquan family clan, making them happy and satisfied was all that mattered.
After breakfast, the two of them tidied up, and Liu Zhizhong drove Xiang Wenxin straight to Yalan Hospital.
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Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiang Wenxin got into the car, she instructed, "Little Zhongzi, take me to Yalan Hospital."
Liu Zhizhong paused momentarily but quickly understood and chuckled, making Xiang Wenxin laugh. Then he set off.
Of course, Xiang Wenxin also mentioned she knew Yalan Hospital was a part of an international medical group's private hospital network and the most elite in Hu Yang Province. She naturally wanted to go there—not because she couldn't afford a regular hospital, but because an international private hospital offered better value for money.
What kind of logic was that?
Well, in front of the Second Miss of the Xiang family, logic wasn't important—it was her preference that mattered.
Not long after they left the villa area, Xiang Wenxin remembered something, "Hey, Little Zhongzi, didn't you say your throat was uncomfortable? Let's have it checked out today too. I refuse to believe that Yalan can't diagnose and cure your throat."
Liu Zhizhong felt slightly touched inside.
After all, having a man's health cared for and remembered by a woman was an honor and comforting—especially when it came from the most beautiful woman of the Southern Country.
But Liu Zhizhong's mind reacted quickly, and he immediately said, "Little Aunt Xin, today is mainly about your nosebleed. I don't need it."
"Why wouldn't you need it? Boys need to take good care of their bodies too! Don't treat your health like it's nothing, hee hee…"
Oh, that melodious voice was even more charming.
Liu Zhizhong laughed happily and said, "I certainly do take good care of my body, Little Aunt Xin. You don't need to worry too much. Mainly because, think about it, if I were to get checked today and they found something wrong needing medication or even surgery, wouldn't that delay Mr. Zheng Sanjing's funeral ceremony tomorrow?"
"Ah, oh…" Xiang Wenxin paused, her expressive eyes flashing with a surprised cartoon heroine vibe, "You have a point there! Then… let's wait until after his funeral. I'll personally accompany you for the check-up and treatment, and then you can join me on a tour around Hu Yang Province."
"Hehe, Little Aunt Xin, you coming by yourself is enough. You don't need to accompany me, really."
"Don't talk back! That's settled, and there will be no delays! Otherwise, off with your head!"
Xiang Wenxin was truly enjoying herself, finding it all very interesting. Being with Liu Zhizhong, things seemed to get more and more entertaining.