Chapter 30: A Foster Daughter of the Si Family?

"The window!" Shen Lan made a decision immediately.

He had only one thought in his mind right now: he absolutely could not let Si Rong discover his relationship with Li Xuan at this moment.

Li Xuan's eyes widened instantly.

The window?

The hospital room was on the third floor; what would she do if she fell?

But before she could hesitate any further, Shen Lan had already climbed down from the hospital bed and pushed her toward the window.

Li Xuan could only grip the protruding bricks of the wall tightly with both hands, her feet braced on the ledge that extended a little over ten centimeters beside the window.

At the thought that she might die or be crippled if she fell, she was terrified to death, hoping only that Si Rong would leave quickly.

Si Rong had brought some fruit.

She had known that Li Xuan was coming today.

It wasn't that she had specifically snooped; Ming Zi had seen it by coincidence.

But after she entered, there was no one in the hospital room.

Then, Si Rong's gaze landed on the window, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

How fun.

She took off her coat, placed it on the coat rack, then took out the apple she had brought and sat down to start slowly peeling it.

"Are you done with your work?" Shen Lan maintained his high standard of acting, asking considerately.

Si Rong nodded and asked him perfunctorily, "How does your stomach feel today?"

"Much better."

Shen Mu could not keep her composure as well as Shen Lan, and she deliberately said some unpleasant things, "What are you here for now?"

"The medicine that needed changing today has all been changed, and Ah Lan has already eaten his meal; the doctor said he shouldn't eat these apples you brought, so I think you should leave quickly!"

She looked as if she found Si Rong an eyesore.

Si Rong glanced at her indifferently.

This look made Shen Mu's heart tremble; she had just felt as if Si Rong could see clearly what she was thinking inside.

"Why do I get the feeling that you really want me to leave? Is there something you're hiding from me?"

Si Rong finished peeling the apple and then began to eat it slowly.

Shen Mu was extremely panicked; she had wanted to stop Si Rong from entering earlier, but Si Rong had no intention of wasting words with her today and had pushed the door open and walked right in.

But Li Xuan was not there.

She had also roughly guessed where Li Xuan was hiding, which was why she thought to use her words to provoke Si Rong into leaving as soon as possible.

"No! What could we be hiding from you? Stop talking nonsense!" Shen Mu felt as if she were the one talking nonsense.

"If not, then you go back today; I'll stay to keep watch," Si Rong said again.

She noticed that Shen Lan's eyebrows pressed down slightly.

Thinking of the anxious moods of these few people right now, she felt extremely refreshed.

Outside the window.

Li Xuan had originally thought that when Si Rong came in, she would quickly be dismissed by Shen Lan and his mother.

But she had waited for quite a while and still hadn't waited for the window to open.

Her hands gripping the bricks were already numb, and Li Xuan was in extreme pain; she could fall at any moment!

If she fell to her death today, then the culprit would be Si Rong!

……

Si Rong finished one apple and started peeling an orange.

Because she maintained herself well, Si Rong's fingers were slender and very beautiful.

It seemed as if the orange in her hands was also a few degrees more fragrant.

In the past, Shen Lan had loved watching her peel oranges and liked the scent of orange that clung to her.

But today, his heart was preoccupied with Li Xuan outside the window, so he had no heart to appreciate it.

Yawning, he claimed he was sleepy.

"Then rest!"

Si Rong turned to urge Shen Mu, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Shen Mu: ……

If she just left like this, she was afraid someone would lose their life today.

Although that younger daughter-in-law was not as powerful as Si Rong's maiden family, she had, after all, given birth to her grandson and granddaughter, so she had merit.

If she died just like this, it would be a disgrace, not to mention that she wouldn't be able to explain it to her grandson and granddaughter later.

"Rongrong, you should go back and rest instead. I know you are currently teaching those children how to dance and must be tired after a whole day; let me stay at the hospital to take care of Ah Lan," Shen Mu said, which was rare for her.

Si Rong found it amusing to hear.

She finished peeling the orange and chewed it slowly, one segment at a time; in any case, she was not the one who should be anxious right now.

She had plenty of time to deal with them.

"How can that be? If others knew that I let you, an elder, stay here to take care of Ah Lan while I slacked off, someone would surely say that I don't know how lucky I am and don't know how to be a considerate wife." Si Rong washed her hands and leaned leisurely against the window to look outside.

From this position, she could see that corner of greenish-blue fabric, which was the color Li Xuan liked to wear most.

Not bad arm strength.

It's already been nearly ten minutes, right?

Shen Mu knew that Si Rong was reprimanding her; in the past, she was the one who most often said such things to Si Rong.

"Don't worry," Shen Mu said through gritted teeth, "we are all family, who would go around telling others about such things?"

But in truth, half an hour ago, she had just said these exact words to the old lady next door.

"That's not necessarily true," Si Rong said, pulling the window open directly, at which point the hearts of Shen Lan and his mother both jumped into their throats.

"The air is really nice today!" Si Rong said, stretching out her arms.

Shen Mu hurriedly said, "Quickly close the window; it won't be good if A-Lan catches a cold later."

"Ventilation helps one recover faster!" Si Rong blocked the window with her hand, admiring the scenery she liked to look at.

At this moment, Shen Yun, who had gone out to use the restroom, returned.

She did not know that Li Xuan had come here.

Seeing Si Rong had arrived, she immediately said happily, "Jun Wei and I are getting married!"

Her tone carried a sense of showing off.

An arm cannot twist a thigh.

For her to live in the man's house without status or title like that was truly improper.

Therefore, Shen Lan could only reluctantly agree.

They were preparing to hold the wedding next month.

"Congratulations!" Si Rong remained very perfunctory.

Next, the two of them chatted back and forth, with Shen Lan chiming in from time to time.

Shen Mu, meanwhile, wanted to find an excuse to go out, thinking of rescuing Li Xuan from the windowsill of another hospital room first.

If it's embarrassing, then so be it!

Shen Mu went next door and, with great difficulty, managed to drag Li Xuan, whose limbs were stiff and immobile, into the neighboring hospital room.

Only after returning to the ward did she learn that Si Rong had already left.

Shen Mu was so angry she slapped her own thigh.

After that day, Shen Lan was discharged from the hospital within two days and began preparing for his campaign again.

And the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" that Si Rong had choreographed officially appeared in the local live broadcast, squeezing into the Huaiyang Dance Competition as a dark horse.

This day, Li Xuan was leading her students in dance rehearsals.

Several participating teachers watching from the side were discussing.

"I think the champion of this competition will definitely be Teacher Li again, just like in previous years!"

"No way around it, who told her to dance so well?"

"Not only is her dance foundation good, but I heard she also has a connection to the Si Family; it seems she is the Si Family's goddaughter."

"Who did you hear that from?" Ming Zi heard these discussions as soon as she entered the rehearsal venue.

That female teacher was also an amiable person and immediately said, "It seems she said it herself!"

"The Si Family's goddaughter?" Ming Zi found it laughable.

She walked step by step behind Li Xuan.

Li Xuan turned around and saw the two of them walking side by side, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Wasn't it the case that only dance troupes that passed the selection could come to rehearse today?

How could the Rongzi Dance Studio have passed the selection?

Listening to the voices of doubt in her ears, Li Xuan looked at Si Rong with pleading eyes, hoping she would leave her some face.

She had no other choice; who told her family background to be ordinary? Only by borrowing the influence of the Si Family could she make these people look at her with higher regard.