Gu Chu’s white chubby face was scrunched up into a ball. She kept moaning, and her voice was very pitiful.
Almost in an instant, the Song Chen rushed over in a panic.
“Chuchu, What’s wrong?”
Gu Chu clutched her stomach and moaned pitifully, “Chuchu is going to die. Ugh, my stomach hurts so much, sob…”
Song Chen was so scared that his face was pale and his heart was pounding.
Could it be that there was something wrong with Chuchu’s milk tea? Or that the ingredients used in the bowl of chicken soup were not healthy?! Song Chen did not say a word. He bent down and picked up his precious daughter. “Chuchu, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you to the doctor right away.”
Song Chen had already forgotten about Cheng Qingyun, who had a relapse of angina.
At this moment, Cheng Qingyun’s heart was on the verge of collapse.
In Song Chen’s eyes, this five-year-old brat was actually more important than her? She was the one suffering from a terminal illness that could die at any moment. At most, that child would have diarrhea, but he was actually so anxious that he started spinning in circles!
Cheng Qingyun had known Song Chen for many years and had had several episodes, but she had never seen Song Chen flustered or nervous before.
“President, President, what happened? “When his assistant, Old Song, heard the news, he rushed over. At first glance, he saw Cheng Qingyun curled up on the floor in the huge office, the president with an anxious expression, and little Chuchu who was crying in the President’s arms.
His assistant was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Song Chen said, “Have all the doctors in the company’s medical department put on their equipment and come over within three minutes. Chuchu has a stomachache, which could be from appendicitis, diarrhoea, or food poisoning. Have the secretary bring a clean blanket over.”
Old Song: “Then Miss Cheng…?”
Song Chen only then remembered Cheng Qingyun and instructed Old Song, “Send Miss Cheng to Cheng’s private hospital.”
Old Song: “… Yes, President.”
Old Song bent down and helped Cheng Qingyun, whose face was pale from the pain. Cheng Qingyun wanted to curse. This child’s illness was too timely. It was as if she was deliberately suffering from a stomachache!
Cheng Qingyun held Old Song’s arm and limped out. Cheng Qingyun was extremely unwilling. This was supposed to be a good opportunity for her to win Song Chen’s sympathy, but it was ruined by a child. Cheng Qingyun glared at Gu Chu.
The little girl who was crying out in pain made a provocative face at Cheng Qingyun from an angle that Song Chen could not see.
Cheng Qingyun: !!!
This child was indeed pretending to be sick! She knew how to pretend to be sick at such a young age to win sympathy. She was simply a natural actress.
Cheng Qingyun was furious. It was as somebody had stabbed her face with a needle. She had nowhere to vent her frustration. Since she was young, she had always played the role of a weak victim. She had always been the only one who bullied others. Today, she was actually fooled by a five-year-old brat!
Cheng Qingyun gritted her teeth and glared at Gu Chu.
Just! Your! Wait!
Gu Chu raised her eyebrows and almost laughed.
I only used the same method you used to deal with my mother, and you’re already angry?
Everybody can feign sickness.
In the original novel, Cheng Qingyun relied on her superb “acting skills” to create unexplainable misunderstandings between Gu Manxi and Song Chen time and time again. For example, she pretended to be sick and fainted on Song Chen’s bed, and was caught red-handed by Gu Manxi. For example, she pretended to have angina and deliberately fell into Song Chen’s arms. From Gu Manxi’s point of view, it was an ambiguous hug between the two of them…
Cheng Qingyun even pretended to be pushed down the stairs by Gu Manxi and almost died of a heart attack. After being rescued, she said, “A’Chen, don’t blame Sister Ruoxi. She was just blinded by jealousy.”