By now, Wu Xiaobaitu (Wu Pengpeng) had been washed by Zhao Bufan until she smelled sweet and felt soft, looking cute and obedient.
Zhao Bufan looked at her soft hair, and a gentle light called "maternal love" gradually rose in her eyes.
Actually, the Wu family members looked quite alike. If you looked closely, Wu Pengpeng and her third uncle even had a bit of resemblance.
If she got together with Wu Ju in the future, their children would surely resemble Wu Pengpeng to some extent.
As this thought flashed through her mind, Zhao Bufan couldn't wait to experience the joy of raising a daughter in advance.
She picked up a comb, gave Wu Pengpeng a gentle smile in the mirror, and said, "Let me comb your hair!"
Wu Pengpeng looked up and saw the words "I want to be your mom" written all over her best friend's face. She couldn't help swallowing hard and said, "No need. I think it's fine to let my hair down."
Seeing her refusal, Zhao Bufan drooped her eyebrows and eyes, making a heart - broken look. "You used to like it the most when I braided your hair. When will you..."
She pretended to choke with sobs and didn't say any more. Her crying act was a complete mess.
Wu Pengpeng twitched the corners of her mouth. Come on, who are you kidding? I never liked braids before!
She deliberately pretended to look helpless and surrendered obediently. "All right then, go ahead and comb it!"
Hearing this, Zhao Bufan changed her expression in an instant. She said with a beaming smile, "Wait a sec" and then ran out of the bathroom. Soon she came back with a bunch of colorful hair ties and hairpins in her hand.
Wu Pengpeng had a bad feeling in her heart. Before she could resist, she was pressed in front of the mirror by Zhao Bufan, and Zhao Bufan started to work her magic on her hair.
Ten minutes later, Wu Pengpeng looked at herself in the mirror with a hairstyle that looked like a kindergarten kid's. She deeply felt an urge to knock Zhao Bufan out.
Zhao Bufan said this was her favorite hairstyle before, and in order to help her regain her memory, she had specially combed this hairstyle for her.
Wu Pengpeng knew that she was taking this opportunity to get revenge on her. Due to her "amnesia", she couldn't lose her temper and just let her dress herself up as a little princess.
"You look so beautiful!" Zhao Bufan was very satisfied with her handiwork and took pictures of her from every angle with her phone.
Wu Pengpeng rolled her eyes secretly and made a big mark against Zhao Bufan in the little ledger in her heart.
Before she could finish "recording", the instant - messaging app on her phone suddenly rang like crazy. Wu Pengpeng opened it and saw that it was a message from the family group "A Loving Family".
Second Uncle: Pengpeng is so cute!
Third Uncle: Pengpeng is so cute!
Fourth Uncle: Pengpeng is so cute!
Fifth Uncle: The little princess is so cute!
Second Brother: The little princess is so cute!
Eldest Brother: My sister is so cute!
Sixth Uncle: Hahaha, Pengpeng looks like an idiot like this [Facepalm]
Second Uncle: @Wu Qing [Pounding] Are you itching for a beating?
Sixth Uncle: @Wu Pengpeng Our family's little princess Pengpeng is so cute [Kiss]
Wu Pengpeng scrolled up and saw that Zhao Bufan had posted a photo of her "new hairstyle" in the group.
The 20 - something Princess Wu with a head full of colorful hairpins looked like an idiot.
What a social - death situation!
Wu Pengpeng was just about to strongly condemn Zhao Bufan's bad behavior of betraying her friend for her own gain when she suddenly remembered something. "Why are you in our family group?"
Zhao Bufan gave a shy smile. "Well, I'll be in it sooner or later. Consider it an early admission."
Wu Pengpeng wasn't sure if there had been any qualitative leap in the relationship between Zhao Bufan and her third uncle during the time she was in the hospital. So she dutifully played the role of an "amnesiac" and showed a blank look on her face.
Seeing her staring blankly with wide eyes, Zhao Bufan thought she was even cuter. She reached out her index finger and hooked under her chin, saying in a tone of teasing a child, "Be good. Call me Third Aunt and let me hear it."
Was she teasing a puppy?
Wu Pengpeng rolled her eyes in her heart. She picked up her phone obediently with a sweet look on her face and was about to press the voice - recording button to call in the group.
Zhao Bufan was quick - eyed and snatched her phone away, thus avoiding a big disaster.
She was still in the stage of unrequited love with Wu Ju. The reason Wu Ju had added her to the group was just to get more news about Wu Pengpeng.
If her "ulterior motives" were noticed by Wu Ju, based on her understanding of Wu Ju, from then on, Wu Ju would surely avoid her as far as possible and never have anything to do with her again.
Thinking that her yet - to - start love almost died prematurely, Zhao Bufan couldn't help poking the head of the culprit. "If you don't want to call, just don't. What are you doing?"
She was about to scold Wu Pengpeng a few more words when her phone rang a few times. Zhao Bufan opened the instant - messaging app and her face changed slightly. "Um, there's an urgent matter in the company. I have to go back and deal with it."
Wu Pengpeng couldn't wait for her to leave quickly so that she could take off this embarrassing hairstyle. Otherwise, if He Qianshan came back and saw it, she would really have no face to show herself.
"You should go quickly!" She put on a considerate look. "Work is important. I'll be fine here."
Zhao Bufan helped her pour hot water and wash the fruits before leaving in a hurry. When she reached the door, she turned back uneasily and instructed, "If you need anything, just ring the bell to call the nurse."
Wu Pengpeng waved her hand. "Got it. Hurry up and go!"
Hearing Zhao Bufan's footsteps fade away, she quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to undo the braids.
However, just as she lifted the quilt, she heard a knock on the door.
Wu Pengpeng froze in place. Was she this unlucky? Had He Qianshan come back so soon?
If he saw her in this mess, how could she ever show her face again?
The person outside didn't get a response, so they knocked two more times, the knocks filled with eagerness and gentleness.
Wu Pengpeng remembered He Qianshan's reaction when he couldn't find her last time. Her heart softened. Well, if she couldn't show her face, so be it. She couldn't let him worry anymore.
So she pulled the quilt over herself again and said generously, "Come in, please."
The door was opened, and what greeted her eyes was a dazzling red.
Wu Pengpeng took a closer look and found that the person was Jiang He.
He was wearing a bright red woolen overcoat and walked in with a bunch of flowers in his arms. He was like a charming goblin, exuding a fatal allure with every step.
Jiang He's eyes fell on her head. He was slightly stunned for a moment, then walked over with a smile. "I didn't expect you to have this kind of hobby."
Wu Pengpeng was too lazy to salvage her image. She looked up at him expressionlessly and decided to play the amnesia card.
Jiang He handed her the bunch of flowers in his arms. His eyes swept over her hairstyle and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He said while holding back his laughter, "Wish you a speedy recovery."
"Thank you." Wu Pengpeng took the flowers and put them on the bedside table, saying in a flat tone, "Please sit down."
Jiang He sat down on the chair in front of her hospital bed. He was afraid that he would burst out laughing if he saw Wu Pengpeng's hairstyle, so he had to stare at her face.
After not seeing her for half a month, Wu Pengpeng had been taken good care of by He Qianshan and had gained a little weight. There was a bit of baby fat on her face, making her chubby and extremely cute.
Jiang He reached out and poked her cheek, saying in surprise, "You're really alive!"
You're the dead one!
Wu Pengpeng slapped his hand away and said crossly, "Who are you?"
She stared at him with her big, black - and - white eyes, looking like a feisty little kitten, which just made people want to bully her.
He had heard from Wu Junyu that she had lost her memory and didn't remember anyone now. But for some reason, Jiang He always felt that her attitude towards him seemed no different from before.
If she continued to reject him, it wouldn't be conducive to the progress of things!
An idea flashed through his mind. He said sincerely with a straight face, "I'm your husband."
He Qianshan rushed back all the way. When he reached the door, he heard Jiang He say this last sentence.
The finger he had raised to knock on the door suddenly froze in mid - air.
Wu Pengpeng had no memory now and would believe whatever others said.
If he let the situation develop like this, Wu Pengpeng would be deceived and taken away.
He Qianshan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis hitting him head - on, catching him off guard. He didn't care about being a gentleman anymore.
He was just about to push the door open when he heard Wu Pengpeng say quietly, "I'm your father."