Xiao You seemed to know why Gu Baisheng wanted to stay.

She knew that she wouldn't be able to scold Xiao Rong today, so she took a deep breath and said, "If you feel sick in any way, I'll come over and go to the hospital with you. If there's nothing else, I'll leave now."

Song Shuang didn't even bother to look at her.

Gu Baisheng watched Xiao You and the butler leaving and then she turned over to Song Shuang and said, "Thank you for just now."

Song Shuang didn't respond.

He turned over and glanced at Zhang Xing and Li Jianghai who were standing dazedly in the near distance.

They immediately understood and found an excuse to leave.

If they didn't leave, Song Shuang might start questioning them.

When they were also gone, Song Shuang raised his hand and touched Gu Baisheng's forehead. His voice softened, "Did it actually hurt?"

"How would it?" Gu Baisheng laughed at him, "Did you really believe that? Your hand was between me and the door. I didn't bump on the frame at all. But your hand..."

She reached out and grabbed Song Shuang's fingers. She carefully looked, "Is your hand hurt?"

Song Shuang looked down, "No."

"That's good." Gu Baisheng was going to let his hand go, yet she suddenly saw the ring on Song Shuang's left ring finger, "This..."

He was wearing the wedding ring he and Gu Baisheng purchased when they married seven years ago.

It was a simple and low-key platinum ring.

The one of Gu Baisheng had been buried with her body.

And he took his off after Gu Baisheng was dead.

Why did he put it on today?

"If you're fine, let's go. Mom and dad are waiting for us at home."

Song Shuang took his hand back and didn't bother to waste time talking to her.

Gu Baisheng just remembered that they were going to Song Family for dinner.

Her head hurt when she thought about going to Song Family. She didn't have time to ask why Song Shuang put the ring back on. She just stood up, "Let me go check on Xiao Rong. Then we can go to Song Family."

Song Shuang sat on the couch in the infirmary and waited.

Gu Baisheng walked into the inpatient ward and opened the curtain.

On the ground was the dinner she bought for Xiao Rong. The rice and steak were all spilled out.

Xiao Rong wrapped himself in the duvet and curled up on the bed like a frightened child.

Gu Baisheng felt sorry seeing this. She walked over and gently touched his head. She pulled the duvet down from his head and comforted him softly, "Your sister has left."

Xiao Rong looked up. His eyes were filled with tears and fear.

Gu Baisheng touched his head.

Xiao Rong let go of the duvet and hugged her by her waist.

Even though he couldn't say anything, his painful sob was more heartbreaking.

She gently stroke Xiao Rong's back and comforted him, "It's OK. It's OK now. Xiao You won't come here tonight."

Xiao Rong hugged her and his body was trembling.

Gu Baisheng consoled him, "You stay here tonight..."

She didn't finish her words.

Before she could, Xiao Rong released her and shook his head madly. He looked at her pitifully and showed that he didn't want to stay in the infirmary alone.

"Then I'll take you back to my home."

"No."

Song Shuang's voice suddenly appeared.

It startled Gu Baisheng.

She and Xiao Rong turned around at the same time and looked towards Song Shuang who showed up by the curtain.

Seeing Xiao Rong's face, Song Shuang squinted his eyes without any compassion or pity. He just looked at Xiao Rong coldly, "He has his own family. You're not the one to take him home."

"But..."

Gu Baisheng wanted to try once more.

Yet Song Shuang said, "Don't forget that you live in my home right now."

"..."

Gu Baisheng was speechless because of what he said.

She puckered and looked at Xiao Rong embarrassedly.

Xiao Rong blinked his eyes. He looked at Song Shuang for a moment and then looked at Gu Baisheng before he started to sign.

Gu Baisheng was very stressful. She handed him the pen and the notebook.

Xiao Rong took them over and wrote.

"I'll stay here tonight. Thank you for today."

Seeing how he suddenly changed his attitude, Gu Baisheng puckered and shook her head, "It's OK. You're welcome. You're hurt. I should protect you."

Xiao Rong smiled faintly.

He stopped crying and went off the bed to clean up the food on the ground.

"I bought two dinners. You can have mine as well."

Gu Baisheng gave her food to Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong shook his head and gestured a simple sign.

"Does it mean that you don't want it?"

"I'll take her home for dinner."

Song Shuang said coldly.

Xiao Rong looked at Song Shuang and smiled again. He then signed, "Thank you for today as well."

"I'm taking my wife home."

Song Shuang had no trouble reading Xiao Rong's sign.

He grabbed Gu Baisheng's arm and pulled her up from the ground, "It's late. We shouldn't be late for the first time meeting my parents."

Gu Baisheng struggled a bit, "The floor is not cleaned."

"Someone will clean it."

Song Shuang glanced at Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong looked at him and smiled. He indicated that he would clean it up.

...

Gu Baisheng thought that Song Shuang didn't like Xiao Rong.

On their way to Song Family, she asked him, "You can read sign language?"

"A little."

"When did you learn it?"

She didn't know Song Shuang could read sign language before she was dead.

"It was before our first marriage."

Gu Baisheng thought about it. Before they were married, Song Shuang was already having an internship at the hospital. How would he have time to learn this?

But she didn't ask. She just kept beating around the bush, asking something about Xiao Rong and Xiao You, "Xiao You and Xiao Rong don’t seem to have a good relationship."

"Yeah."

Song Shuang answered without much emotion.

Gu Baisheng thought that he wouldn't say much to her proactively so she kept on asking brazenly, "Do they not have the same mother?"

Song Shuang frowned while holding the steering wheel. He clearly couldn't stand it anymore, "Why do you care about their business?"

"I'm just curious."

"Then why don't you go be paparazzi?"

Song Shuang just killed the conversation.

Gu Baisheng was so speechless that she didn't know how to restart the conversation at the moment.

After a while, she raised her hand and played with her hair while staring outside the window boringly.

The sky outside the window was getting dark.

If they went straight to Song Family after work, they would have arrived before the day darkened.

Now they would surely arrive afterward.

"Stop at the supermarket ahead. Let's buy some gifts for your parents."

"Not necessary." Song Shuang didn't have any intention to stop.

Gu Baisheng had a frigid relationship with her mother- and father-in-law, but as Bai Shengsheng, this was her first time meeting them.

As a poor girl marrying into a rich family, she should really flatter her mother- and father-in-law.

If she didn't, Song Shuang would suspect her again.

"Is it really not necessary?"

"Yes." Song Shuang looked at the traffic and speeded up. He continued, "I bought them already."

"..."

She actually thought she didn't need to flatter them.

Yet Song Shuang already arranged everything.

...

Gu Baisheng was familiar with Song Family's townhouse.

It was located in the famous posh area of Beicheng. The environment was elegant and the surroundings were not noisy.

It was by the mountain and close to a river. The transport was also very convenient.

When the townhouse was under construction, a road to downtown was built nearby.

People who lived here were not either rich or high-status, but rich and high-status.

Gu Baisheng didn't understand what gift Song Shuang purchased, but it was something like bird's nest and isinglass.

After she got off, she went to the trunk to get the gifts.

Song Shuang didn't bother to talk to her.

She was the one who couldn't hold it anymore and asked, "Is there anything you need to tell me since I'm meeting your parents for the first time?"

"No."

Song Shuang answered straightforwardly.

It was so straightforward that Gu Baisheng was surprised.

"If your mother still doesn't like me like the last time, then I..."

"Do whatever you want. I'll deal with it for you."

"What?"

Gu Baisheng thought she just had heard things.

Would Song Shuang allow her to do that?

"What if I started arguing with your mom?"

"My mom won't argue with you." Song Shuang took everything out and closed the trunk.

Gu Baisheng thought that was true.

Lin Fengya was born in a family of scholars. Her grandfather was an eminent writer.

She wouldn't act like a shrew and yell at her, asking her to get lost or kick her out in a loud voice.

She would at most disdain her or show her some attitude.

But that was the worrying part.

She would be easier to deal with if she started screaming and yelling.

But if she just showed Gu Baisheng some bad attitudes, she couldn't say or do anything, but bear it.

If she said something, she would be overthinking.

Gu Baisheng sighed.

She followed Song Shuang and walked towards the door of Song Family.

Song Shuang and she were just at the door. Before they could press the bell, a maid opened the door.

"Young Master, you're back."

The maid welcomed him with respect.

Then she turned around and informed Lin Fengya and Song Zhaoyang cheerfully, "Madam, Master, young master is back."

Gu Baisheng was used to Song Family's maid.

This maid came when Song Shuang was just born. She took care of him since he was a child. Gu Baisheng heard that the maid's child was sick and Lin Fengya donated a lot of money to help the child see the doctor.

But the child passed away in the end. The maid was divorced, without a child, and all alone. Lin Fengya felt sorry for her, so she hired her to be the maid of the Song Family.

Because her last name was Song, they called her Mrs. Song.

Song Shuang treated her well.

He respected her.

After Gu Baisheng's child was born, Mrs. Song went over to take care of the child.

So she had a really good impression of Mrs. Song as well.

Upon hearing Mrs. Song, Lin Fengya walked out of the parlor. Her smile was kind and warm, "Shuang, you're back..."

When Lin Fengya was seeing Gu Baisheng, her attitude suddenly changed. She didn't finish her sentence and questioned her son, "Why did you bring her back?"

Song Shuang said calmly, "She's my wife. Why can't I bring her back?"

"Wife?"

Lin Fengya frowned.

She clearly disagreed with the fact that her son recognized Gu Baisheng's status.

At this moment, a woman walked out of the parlor.

She had a slender posture and long hair that reached her waist. She wore a white skirt that contrasted with her red lips. Her face was fair and her almond eyes were filled with emotion.

It was Bai Qiong.