"It won’t happen. Even if he doesn’t know that Xiaobao is his son, he will definitely take good care of him..." Gu Zhixi pressed her lips together, "Dad, don’t worry, I’ll go to the hospital to check on Xiaobao right now."
"If I weren’t tied up, I’d have gone to see him myself... Poor Xiaobao, used by his own mother as a tool to please a man. If anything happens to Xiaobao, I won’t let you off the hook!" Gu Bingjun said as he abruptly hung up the call.
Gu Zhixi’s cheeks burned with the accusation, and what’s more, Gu Bingjun wasn’t wrong... Sending Xiaobao to He Jingyao’s side was indeed her lack of thoughtful consideration.
Now she would actually prefer it if He Jingyao had already discovered the truth, in which case, he would surely do everything in his power to cure Xiaobao...
Thinking of her son possibly having a sudden illness caused her heart to ache with a throbbing pain.
"The little guy is sick?" Pei Yuanchen frowned, "This kid is very resilient, how could he suddenly fall ill?"
"I don’t know..." Zhixi’s face turned somewhat pale as she picked up her coat from the sofa, "I’m going to the hospital now..."
"Wait a minute." Pei Yuanchen glanced at her and said calmly, "Could He Jingyao be deceiving you?"
Gu Zhixi was stunned for a moment, staring at him blankly.
She couldn’t rule out that possibility, but...
"I can’t be bothered with that now, what if Xiaobao is truly sick?" she said as she had already put on her coat and was heading out, "I must see him with my own eyes to be reassured."
Pei Yuanchen thought for a moment and then said, "I’ll go with you."
"No need!" Gu Zhixi’s tone was unusually forceful, "I have said that I will deal with this matter myself!"
"Can’t I be worried about the little guy?" Pei Yuanchen retorted irritably.
"I will call you once I see Xiaobao, you can rest assured." Gu Zhixi said, and she left quickly like the wind.
Pei Yuanchen touched his nose and let out a soft click of his tongue.
At times , she was decisively firm.
Gu Zhixi left the room swiftly and walked towards the elevator.
She was moving so fast that she collided with a woman while turning a corner.
"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!" she quickly apologized and helped the woman up, "Are you alright?"
The other woman steadied herself, her eyebrows furrowing slightly with displeasure, "How do you walk?"
Hearing this voice, Zhixi had a thought and fixed her gaze, her breath hitching.
It was... Ye Shutong!
Her pupils contracted slightly, and then she quickly calmed herself down.
At that moment, Ye Shutong looked up and caught her eye, her face changing as she exclaimed in disbelief, "Su Zixi?"
Zhixi’s eyes widened slightly, confused, "What?"
Ye Shutong’s lips quivered, her stare fixed on Zhixi’s face as if trying to see some clue.
"Sorry, miss, if you’re okay, may I leave first? I’m in a hurry," Zhixi said, smiling apologetically.
Ye Shutong’s gaze flashed, and she remained silent.
This woman seemed completely unfamiliar with her. Though she did resemble Su Zixi, there were also differences... In fact, her impression of the woman Su Zixi was gradually fading; she could hardly remember that woman’s face anymore.
But without doubt, the woman Su Zixi had died four years ago, thoroughly dead. No matter what, this person before her could not be her!