After pretending to be affectionate, the crazy and sickly kissed all

Chapter 64: Severely Ill Mom, Broken Her

Qi Yue has always felt that he is an upright person.

But facing what Gu Tingchen took out, she still couldn't remain indifferent.

When Qi Yue got off work today, the smile on her face was much brighter.

"Boss Gu, see you tomorrow."

This is the sticky note that Qi Yue put on Gu Tingchen's desk. There is still a simple drawing on the sticky note.

The little person above has a ponytail, a bright smile on her face and shining eyes. In front of her is a small wooden table, on which are placed a bunch of jewellery and luxury goods, which are shining like the little person's eyes.

This was quickly drawn by Qi Yuehua in a few minutes. It is a bit sloppy, but it is not difficult to understand at all.

It's really easy to understand.

Gu Tingchen immediately understood the meaning of the sticky drawing on the sticky note.

The corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes softened.

In this case...Qi Yue should really not mind it anymore, right?

That's good.

Gu Tingchen is not a person who can comfort others, nor is he very good at speaking. He can only seek peace through the methods he knows.

The simplest way to make peace is to do what can most impress the other person. In the adult world, a bag worth tens of thousands of dollars is much more useful than a bowl of hot porridge worth two dollars.
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Qi Yue was too embarrassed to go to Fu Hansheng's place carrying so many things, so she could only go home first, put down all the things, and then go to Fu Hansheng's house.

She was very fast and it took her less than half an hour to go back and put something away. It was not yet nine o'clock when she arrived at Fu Hansheng's house.

But when she arrived, she found out that Fu Hansheng was very angry.

After learning about this from the maid, Qi Yue subconsciously asked, "Why are you angry again?"

The maid looked at her timidly and didn't dare to speak.

This maid was the one who bumped into Qi Yue last time when she knocked over the meal she was delivering to Fu Hansheng. When she heard Qi Yue ask this, she just looked at Qi Yue timidly, thought for a while, and then whispered, "Miss Qi, can you please not tell others? Did I tell you?"

So that's what you're worried about?

Qi Yue muttered in her heart and readily agreed, "Don't worry, I will never betray you. If anyone asks me, just say that Fu Hansheng told me himself."

She spoke casually, which sounded a bit bold to the maid, but the maid thought of the many times Qi Yue had delivered meals to the furious Fu Hansheng and she was safe and sound, and the timid heart in her heart became firmer.

If it's Miss Qi, you should be able to believe it, right?

She struggled with her words, feeling a little awkward, "Someone sent someone to President Fu, and that person is squatting at President Fu's door now."

For some reason, the maid felt somewhat embarrassed when she said these words, as if there was something shameful about them.

But just listening to what she said, there is nothing wrong with it, right?
Qi Yue did not doubt him and asked another question, "Has Mr. Fu eaten?"

The maid shook her head, "He didn't eat."

"So you guys should cook, right?"

This answer was what Qi Yue had expected, so she was not too surprised. But then Qi Yue heard an answer that she had never thought of.

"No... Mr. Fu is not eating today, so let's not cook..."

What?
What's wrong with this?
Qi Yue was about to complain, but swallowed the words back before she could finish her words. "Is today June 6th?"

As she spoke, she had already gone to check the date herself.

After seeing the date displayed on the phone, Qi Yue suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, today is Miss Shen's...memorial day."

Yes, today is Shen Tang's memorial day. If that's the case, then it's understandable that Fu Hansheng doesn't want to eat today... bullshit.

Do you understand a ghost?
Will you starve to death if you don’t eat?
I learned from the maid that because Fu Hansheng said he would not cook today, no ingredients were delivered to the villa today, and even if Qi Yue wanted to cook something for Fu Hansheng, she couldn't do anything.

In that case...then just drink plain porridge.

Yes, just drink plain porridge.

Anyway, Fu Hansheng didn't eat anything today, so it would be nice to drink some white porridge to warm his stomach.

Why not order takeout?
Qi Yue took a look and found that the takeaway was too slow.

It takes an hour just to deliver it.

It was a bit unreasonable for her to stand there and play for an hour.

It would be better for her to just cook some porridge for Fu Hansheng.

She has always been a person of action, and she does what she says. In just a dozen minutes, Qi Yue had cooked some porridge for Fu Hansheng.

After packing the porridge in a thermos bucket, Qi Yue slowly walked towards the study where Fu Hansheng was.

In fact, she didn't even ask where Fu Hansheng was because she had already guessed it.

On the three anniversaries of Shen Tang's death, Qi Yue found Fu Hansheng in the study.

Not knowing what Fu Hansheng was doing in the study, Qi Yue knocked on the door before entering, but as soon as she raised her hand, someone held it.

The hand holding hers was white and had distinct bones. Qi Yue looked along the wrist towards the owner of the hand and saw a slightly red and swollen face.

The woman was very pretty, with tears still lingering on her face, and fingerprints on the left side of her face that had not yet disappeared. Her eyes were very dark, and being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Qi Yue felt a little dazed. She blinked, puzzled, "Is there something wrong?"

The maid had just told her that someone had sent someone to Fu Hansheng. She was wondering why she didn't see that person, but now she saw him.

"He's very angry now, you'd better not go in."

This is a reminder to Qi Yue.

Even though she was giving a reminder, the woman kept her voice very low, as if she was afraid of being heard by the people in the room.

But the effect seems to be minimal.

Almost the next moment after the woman finished speaking, a sound of glass breaking came from the room separated from Qi Yue by a door. From the sound, it sounded like it had hit the door directly.

I couldn’t imagine what kind of tragedy would happen if the door was open and something fell on them.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman laughed and cried, "See, you're still angry."

Qi Yue suddenly became more interested in the woman in front of her. She smiled at her and said, "Why are you here? What's going on with that... on your face?"

Her voice was very soft, and she almost whispered into the other person's ear.

The woman heard her words, her expression restrained, and she answered her question with a wooden face, "You should be here for Fu Hansheng like me, right?"

No one called Fu Hansheng "Mr. Fu", and there was no respect or fear in his tone, only calmness.

It's like talking about a completely insignificant person.

"That's it."

Qi Yue gave an ambiguous answer.

After all, she did come here for Fu Hansheng.

When the woman heard her answer, she smiled knowingly, as if she had guessed it long ago.

"My mother is now in the intensive care unit, on a ventilator, and tens of thousands of dollars are being deducted from her bank account every day. I have no choice."