Fated to My Billionaire Husband-Chapter 2165: Some Personal Questions

When they arrived at the dining room, they found that Nangong Ruyue was there as well.

She was wearing a simple long dress, sitting gracefully at the head of the table, smiling as she looked at them.

Knowing that Qin Xiaohui was actually Jian Yufei, she naturally also knew that He Lin was Ruan Tianling.

Carrie, dressed in a business suit, stood beside Nangong Ruyue, introducing them to her with a smile.

"Madam, I believe you already know them. This is Mr. Hua, this is Mr. Hua’s adoptive daughter, Qin Xiaohui, and this gentleman here is Miss Qin’s husband, Mr. He Lin."

"Everyone, this is our Madam. Her last name is Nangong, and her first name is Ruyue."

Nangong Ruyue gestured: [Since you’re here as guests, let them sit down and eat.]

"Alright." Carrie and several servants helped them to their seats.

Jian Yufei sat to the right of Nangong Ruyue and asked with a smile, "Madam, is Mr. Nangong not here?"

Nangong Ruyue made a gesture, and Carrie helped translate.

"Madam said that the gentleman does not come here. Madam is here for a vacation and rest. She wants you to feel at home, and to let her know if you need anything."

Jian Yufei and her companions all breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good that Nangong Xu wasn’t here.

With Carrie present, Nangong Ruyue couldn’t say much more to them.

Jian Yufei wisely didn’t ask more questions either.

They ate the meal in silence; this was in keeping with the strict dining etiquette of England.

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After the meal, Hua Zhongsheng was to check Nangong Ruyue’s pulse.

Without Nangong Xu there, they felt much more at ease.

Nangong Ruyue dismissed the servants, but Carrie was reluctant to leave.

[You should step out too; I’m more nervous about this child than you are.] she said to her.

Since Nangong Ruyue was the host, and Carrie was just an employee, she couldn’t defy her words and retreated.

Only a few of them were left in the living room.

Jian Yufei still dared not acknowledge Nangong Ruyue as an acquaintance; it was enough that they both understood each other unspokenly.

Hua Zhongsheng checked her pulse, and the situation remained unchanged.

But because his eyesight had failed, he was unable to provide treatment.

Nangong Ruyue actually didn’t care about the health of the child in her belly, as long as it existed.

[Where is Mr. Hua from?] Nangong Ruyue suddenly picked up a writing board and wrote.

Jian Yufei asked on her behalf, "Godfather, Madam is asking where you are from."

Hua Zhongsheng replied with a smile, "I am a Chinese-French."

[Mr. Hua looks like he is in his early forties?]

"Madam got it wrong, I’m already over fifty."

Nangong Ruyue’s eyes gleamed slightly; this age was about the same as Xiao Zexin.

[I didn’t expect Mr. Hua to look so young. Have you been studying medicine since childhood?]

"Sort of, I started studying medicine when I was a teenager." Hua Zhongsheng didn’t answer the question in detail.

After all, he wasn’t clear himself when exactly he started learning medicine.

Nangong Ruyue’s eyes flickered.

[Does Mr. Hua have any family?]

"I am an orphan. I used to live with my mentor, and after my mentor passed away, there was no one else."

[Hasn’t Mr. Hua started a family?]

"No," Hua Zhongsheng chuckled.

[Is it that someone as talented as you is unwilling to start a family?]

Jian Yufei found it strange; why was her mother continuously asking personal questions to the old man?

Hua Zhongsheng graciously answered.

"I’ve just never met the right person, so I haven’t wanted to start a family."

Nangong Ruyue nodded knowingly; she didn’t even know why she was asking these questions.

It was just pure curiosity in her heart.

Or perhaps, there was a bit of an inappropriate expectation lurking there.