She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

If you asked her what else she cared about in this world, it would be the unconscious Han Mu.

Xiaoxue died to save her, and she had to settle her mother down so that she could have the dignity to go underground to meet that girl.

The medical level in the country is not good, and if it continues like this, it will undoubtedly cost Han Mu's life.

So a few days ago, she entrusted John to find a specialized hospital for brain treatment in London, and chartered a special plane to send him there.

He had done her such a great favor and no request was too much.

As long as she can do it, she will do her best.

"Do you still remember the piece of land I snatched from Zhou Gu?"

Tender eyes narrowed slightly.

Of course she remembered that she had stolen the bidding document to Zhou Gu from his office.

"Speak the key."

John snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "I fell into Zhou Gu's trap. That piece of land has bad feng shui and has no development value.

He never thought about bidding from the beginning, and his participation in the activity was just for show. He just looked at me with cold eyes and took advantage of me. "

Wen Qing frowned.

Zhou Gu has always been vigorous and resolute in the shopping mall, and his methods are even more unpredictable.

In addition, Haicheng is his territory, so it is really difficult to get a piece of the pie in his hands.

"You can't blame me for this. I'm only responsible for helping you get the bidding documents. The rest..."

Before she could finish speaking, John interrupted her directly, "I didn't say I would settle the score with you. Why are you so excited?"

"..."

"The account doesn't matter, but you still have to help me get something."

With a tender smile, she knew that he was not so good at helping her.

But she had to repay the favor she owed him, she couldn't shirk it.

"You said."

"I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Let's make an appointment someday to meet and talk."

Wenqing opened her mouth, and just as she was about to speak, a light suddenly hit the boulevard downstairs, and a familiar license plate number came into view.

Zhou Gu is back!

"Okay, I'll contact you when you have time."

After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

Perhaps the whistle outside was too loud and disturbed Xiao Tiantian, who was not yet asleep. The sound of a baby crying instantly filled the silent master bedroom.

She strode to the bed, bent down, picked up the child and gently coaxed her.

Downstairs, Zhou Gu walked into the living room and glanced around the room, but did not see that familiar figure.

The housekeeper came up to him, took the coat from his hand, and said, "My wife has been staying upstairs and hasn't come down."

Zhou Gu looked at his watch, it was already past eight o'clock.

"She didn't eat?"

The housekeeper shook his head, "No, the child was frightened during the day and kept making noises. She held her and coaxed her all afternoon, and it just subsided..."

Before she could finish speaking, the sound of a baby crying suddenly came from the second floor.

Zhou Gu frowned and strode towards the stairs.

The housekeeper was worried that the two would fight again, so he quickly followed.

In the room, the little girl in her arms was coaxed tenderly and patiently.

But the more she coaxed her to cry, the sadder she became. Her little face turned red from the torment, and she was about to die.

"Okay, stop crying."

Already mentally and physically exhausted, after struggling all afternoon, I was inevitably a little impetuous, and my words were uncontrollably harsh.

The little girl cried even louder after being yelled at by her.

"What are you doing to her?"

The man walked in quickly, scolded and reached out to snatch the child away.

Looking at the empty arms with warmth, her eyes were a little sour.

Zhou Gu glanced at her and paced back and forth in the room with the child in his arms.

"Don't cry, baby, daddy is back."

Wen Qing stood up in a hurry and rushed to the bathroom in a panic.

A tear fell along her movements, splashing in the air and breaking into pieces.

His tone of coaxing the child was really gentle and doting.

Looking at this warm scene, her heart ached and suffocated.

Especially the small area on the abdomen felt like it was being scratched by a knife blade.