"But it doesn’t have to be grandpa." Maybe it was someone else. Maybe he didn’t doubt grandma’s words, but grandpa died too suddenly.
"Your grandfather is the oldest, but who else can he be?" Gu said grumpily.
"The Mansfield family is the medical profession, the medical profession, Taishan Beidou, and there are outstanding ghosts in their own hospitals."
"No matter how good the medical technology is, it can’t cure aging. Don’t forget that your grandfather is 95 years old." Mrs. Gu woke up faintly. "Besides, Mansfield’s family is really so ill, why can’t it be cured?"
Gu Qingyi is the best proof that she doesn’t believe in Mansfield family medicine.
Gu Qingyi’s old problem is that he was weak several times after birth and couldn’t support himself. The doctor issued several critically ill notices, forcing his master to take Gu Qingyi and that little bitch back to Mansfield’s house in the United States.
"He is the only one out of the column." Gu Yanchen looked radiant. He didn’t know that Mansfield’s family was internationally renowned, but it happened that he couldn’t cure a Gu Qing shallow.
"No, it’s retribution. His mother is a mistress to rob someone else’s husband." The old lady Gu Lianqu’s eyes were cruel and said to Gu Yanchen, "Grandma Xiaochen told you that you should have a psychological preparation and keep an eye on everything. You should be careful to guard against him when you come back."
"He is a family member. What qualifications do I have to guard against him?" Gu Yanchen felt that his grandmother was too nervous and calmed down. "Grandma, you may think too much."
"Your grandmother, I have been working hard in the shopping mall for so many years, and I came over to Gu Qing’s shallow little thoughts, which can hide from me." Mrs. Gu inculcated that "you are too trusting";
Chapter XIII Intimacy
The older generation in the shopping mall said that Gu Yanchen is a wolf who eats people and doesn’t spit bones. Some grandmothers will recognize him and trust him easily. Gu Yanchen is in distress situation.
"When Grandpa died, he was the grandfather who inherited Guggenheim." Seeing that Grandma stared at herself with a face of hate for iron, Gu Yanchen imagined that "if he had Grandpa’s will in his hand, it would be a waste of time for us to do more."
He didn’t say anything wrong. Guggenheim is in grandpa’s name. If grandpa leaves a will, it means that Gu Qingyi inherits Guggenheim, and his legal wife and grandmother are all changed.
"What can I do if I have a will?" Mrs. Gu gave me a strange smile. "I have a way to get rid of him. Gu is the hard work of our two grandmothers. He can’t enjoy it as soon as he comes back."
Gu Yanchen disapproved of looking at Mrs. Gu. "Grandma is a family."
"Stop it. Just do as I say." Interrupt Gu Yanchen. Gu Laotai got up. "Let’s go upstairs and have breakfast. Act natural. Don’t let Gu Qing get suspicious."
Gu Yanchen nai sighed and walked out of the room behind the old lady Gu.
Gu Qing shallow and Song Danfu came to the restaurant to see Song Xiaoling in the restaurant, and the two exchanged a look. Song Danfu secretly guessed whether the old lady and Gu Yanchen didn’t get up or didn’t come to breakfast.
Song Xiaoling’s intimacy with Gu Qing and Song Danfu, arm in arm, just shows that she hates being alone.
Last night, before Chenchen went back to her room, her father called her. She first asked, "Dad, don’t you say Danfu won’t come back to rob Chenchen with me? What did she come back for?"
"I will definitely find out about this matter. Don’t make a move first, let alone provoke Gu Qingyi and her Gu Qingyi. Call her Danfu. You can’t say that she is Song Danfu. Wait until we confirm, and then take a long-term view." This is my father’s original words. Finally, my father said, "Lingling, you have married Chen, and no one can change the family."
Now, seeing two people sitting so close together, Song Xiaoling’s ingot shook her eyes and looked at Song Danfu’s light blue dress, long hair, black and straight, elegant and quiet temperament. Did Song Danfu film five years ago?
Five years ago, Song Danfu was an active person. You asked her to sit quietly for ten minutes. There is no doubt that she doesn’t like long hair. It must be a coincidence that she is too lazy to take care of that light blue dress.
Eyes inadvertently touched Gu Qing’s shallow purple eyes, and Song Xiaoling’s heart rose with fear. The eyes made her feel like Yan Luowang was alive, and the radian of his mouth seemed to dialysis everything.
Pick up the glass in front of you and pour it into your mouth. Song Xiaoling called the housekeeper and asked, "It’s been a while since grandma called Chen to the room. Don’t delay the housekeeper to call you at breakfast."
After hearing what Song Xiaoling said, Gu Qing’s shallow mouth evoked a smile and then covered her mouth and coughed.
Song Danfu wondered that she didn’t hear him cough in the room. Of course, she didn’t know if he coughed at night when she slept, because she fell asleep.
She has always been a light sleeper, and after five years of habit, she dare not let herself sleep too deeply. She can wake up at the slightest noise, but she slept peacefully last night. It is strange.
Gu Qing’s shallow cough is getting worse and worse. Song Danfu can’t listen to it even if he has a heart of stone. He got up and patted his back to help him smooth.
Strange to say, she helped him to stop coughing slowly after a long time.
How sensible the housekeeper is to see Gu Qing’s shallow cough as busy as that. Song Xiaoling went to the kitchen and brought a glass of water to Song Danfu. Song Danfu just didn’t react. She just got up and was a little thirsty. The housekeeper kindly brought her water and took the glass to drink.
After the housekeeper coughed and got Song Danfu’s attention, he looked at the water in Song Danfu’s hand and looked at it again.
It is obvious that the glass of water is for Gu Qing to drink lightly.
Song Danfu reacted with embarrassment.
"I’ll drink it if you can’t finish it." It’s normal for Gu Qing to make a simple explanation, but it’s also an ambiguous metaphor. Song Danfu does not distinguish between you and me
Song Danfu’s face turns red. How can this man live?
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