Chapter 247: Chapter 247 Early Death of Daughter_1
"Oh. Wait... who did you say? Miss Shang?" Su Qing’s eyes widened in surprise.
"Yeah, when she heard the young Miss was sick, Miss Shang rushed over. She’s upstairs in the young Miss’s room right now. So, do you think it’s appropriate... for the gentleman to bring a girl ho?"
"Appropriate... appropriate my ass! Shit, it’s all ssed up!" Su Qing turned around and ran off.
He didn’t know what might happen, but now it certainly didn’t look like a good ti for these two people to et!
They had t before, but they didn’t know each other’s identities, and now they were bumping into each other without any preparation, no telling what might happen!
As Su Qing ran, he dialed Gu Liancheng’s number, but Gu Liancheng was too worried about Cute to pick up. He glanced at the call screen only to turn it off.
The door was ajar. Gu Liancheng pushed it open and stopped abruptly. Eleven, unable to stop in ti, crashed into his back.
They saw Shang Muxue sitting on the bed, cradling Cute, who had a fever patch on her forehead. The child was sleeping.
"Why are you here?"
Carrying the child, Shang Muxue spoke in a low voice, "Aunt Sun told
Cute had a fever, so I ca right away. The kid is sick and keeps calling for her mother. She won’t let go of ."
Cute’s hand was gripping her collar tightly, refusing to let go – showing just how dependent she was on Shang Muxue.
Witnessing this scene, Gu Liancheng’s brows involuntarily furrowed.
anwhile, Eleven beside him felt an even deeper sense of oppression in her chest, a sour feeling rising from the depths of her heart.
Sick children are so pitiful. Seeing Cute in such a frail state, Eleven felt a deep pang of pain. It reminded her of a few years ago, when the twins were just born, and her sister looked like....
Her heart was filled with a bitter sadness.
"Eleven... what are you doing here?" Shang Muxue asked.
Gu Liancheng moved forward, taking Cute from her arms. Cute whimpered a few tis, clearly uncomfortable, but seed to recognize the person holding her and weakly murmured, "Daddy...."
Su Qing appeared just in ti to see this scene and heaved a sigh of relief.
Ah...
It’s too late after all.
Eleven turned around and walked downstairs.
As she brushed past Su Qing, he noticed her eyes were sowhat red, and cursed inwardly. "Ah, Miss – Miss Fang – "
He was caught between Shang Muxue and Fang Eleven, uncertain about what to say. He stuttered, "Ah, Miss Fang, are you feeling unwell? The doctor is in the back, I’ll take you over."
...
"..." The doctor silently thought, "It’s nothing, you seem to have not rested well."
A single mountain cannot hold two tigers, how can one house have two mistresses?
So, while the girl in front of him was crying, the doctor pretended he didn’t understand anything.
"It’s fine, you can go ahead," Su Qing dismissed the doctor once he verified no one else was around, and then tried to comfort Eleven, "Lady, don’t be upset. Miss Shang... Eh, regarding this matter... I don’t know what to tell you. Why don’t you wait and see what the President says before deciding whether to cry or not."
The point was everything happened so suddenly, he didn’t know how his boss was going to explain the situation. If he said the wrong thing, wouldn’t that cause trouble for himself?
"Sob..." Eleven hugged Su Qing, sobbing in sorrow, "Don’t mind , just let
cry for a while."
Looking at Cute just reminded her of her own late daughter, which caused an unbearable pain. The child was innocent, seeing Cute in this condition also left her feeling upset.
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