Gu Ziming knocked for a long time, but there was no response in the room, but it alarmed the servant.

"Young Master, are you in trouble?"

"Where is my mom?

Not at home?”

Gu Ziming frowned and his face was not very good.

Gu Changhai was so sick. If Nalan Ying knew, how could he allow him to go out late at night? It would be a waste of time.

“The eldest young master and the eldest young master grandmother are both at home.

How could you go out so late? The eldest young master is in poor health."

The servant replied.

Obviously, Gu Changhai went out secretly and did not alarm anyone.

Gu Ziming knocked on the door without success and directly knocked open the door.

In the room, Nalan Ying was lying quietly on the bed, still asleep. Such a big noise did not wake her up, which was obviously abnormal.

"Mother!"

Gu Ziming lifted the quilt on Nalan Ying's body and shook her body hard.

Nalan Ying let out a long breath and finally woke up slowly.

She looked at Gu Ziming sleepily and said with a confused look on her face: "Ziming?

You're back, just keep a little bit of a word, don't wake your dad up."

After Nalan Ying finished speaking, she realized that the location beside her was empty.

"Where is your dad?

Have you gone to the bathroom?"

Gu Ziming locked his eyebrows, walked to the door, stretched out and closed the door tightly, then returned to Nalan Ying, and said with a serious look on his face: "When I came back, I saw my father go out and Bai Wanyue and his daughter."

"What?

Bai Wanyue! That bitch actually ran back to seduce your dad. If I had known it, I wouldn't have been soft-hearted and sent her away for a while, and killed her the cleanest.

And your dad is not a good thing. He is a man who has half his body buried in the soil. He is also playing with women, and he is not afraid of playing with him to death!"

Nalan Ying was so angry that she kept cursing.

"Mom, why do you sleep so heavily?"

Gu Ziming asked.

Nalan Ying glanced at the cup on the bedside table in a angrily manner. There was still half a cup of unfinished milk left in the glass.

She sneered coldly, "Your father brought me a glass of milk tonight and asked me to rest as soon as possible after drinking it.

I thought he had suddenly changed his sex life.

He is really dedicated to nothing, either a traitor or a thief."

Nalan Ying has always been sleeping lightly, and she can't even wake up even if she screams.

In order to go out for a private meeting with Bai Wanyue, Gu Changhai actually gave Nalan Ying a sleeping pill.

"I'll go out to find them, this guy and woman, let's see if I don't tear them apart!"

Nalan Ying jumped out of the bed excitedly and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Gu Ziming.

"Mom, have you ever thought that Dad is already terminally ill, and will Bai Wanyue and his daughter appear at this time have any purpose?"

Gu Ziming reminded.

When Nalan Ying heard this, she also thought.

"Ziming, what do you mean is that the mother and daughter are fighting Gu's family property?"

"It's hard to say."

Gu Ziming looked serious. He was a man, so he knew very well that men were never stingy with giving, even giving everything for the woman they like.

If he was asked to give everything for Yuqing, he would be willing.

Nalan Ying's angry face turned pale and she said viciously: "Your father was fascinated by Bai Wanyue's woman. If Bai Wanyue continues to give him a miso soup, your father will not care about our life or death."

"Mom, we'd better make plans early and we'll be better off first."

Gu Ziming gave a note.

"Well, you're right."

Nalan Ying nodded, picked up and called.

After hanging up the phone, Nalan Ying fell back to the bed and pretended to be asleep, and Gu Ziming went back to his room.

The more you are, the more you cannot be alerted.

When Gu Changhai came back, Nalan Ying was still sleeping.

He deliberately took his pace, changed his clothes when he went out, coughed lightly, and lay back on the bed.

Nalan Ying couldn't help but sneer. For the sake of the vixen outside, Gu Changhai was really good at it.

It's bitter.

She couldn't pretend and rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed.

“What time is the long sea?

Should you take medicine?"

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Gu Changhai replied with a cough.

Nalan Ying nodded and carefully covered the quilt for Gu Changhai. As soon as she approached, she smelled the strong perfume smell on Gu Changhai and sneeze uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Changhai asked.

Nalan Ying stared at his eyes, her eyes were full of cold sarcasm.

Gu Changhai probably had been fucked with that woman Bai Wanyue for too long, and his nose had failed. He didn't know that he had such a big perfume smell on him.

Nalan Ying rubbed her nose and said with a smile: "Maybe she caught a cold."

"Let Aunt Liu prepare a bowl of brown sugar ginger water for you. Don't catch a cold. Every time you catch a cold, you have to get better for a month."

"Don't worry, I'll drink it in a while.

I won’t catch a cold. I have a cold. Who will take care of you?"

Nalan Ying smiled as gentle as ever.

Of course she can't get sick, she hasn't tear up the pair of sluts.

Nalan Ying slept with Gu Changhai for a while, then, as usual, got up early in the morning, took care of Gu Changhai for medicine, and then went to the kitchen to stare at the servants to make nutritious meals for Gu Changhai.

Gu Ziming also got up early and went into the kitchen while the servant was away.

"Mom, is there any news?"

Gu Ziming couldn't wait to ask.

Nalan Ying shook her head, "Not yet, there is no such fast place, at least it will take a few days.

Why don’t you have no patience at all?”

"I'm afraid of the long night and the long dreams."

Gu Ziming frowned and said.

Nalan Ying brought a thick insulation cover to bring the warm soup off the fire.

She stared at the soup, and a trace of stinging appeared in her eyes.

"I really want to put medicine in the soup and send your dad away early."

"Mom, now is not the time to speak angry."

Gu Ziming said helplessly.

Even if Gu Changhai is ruthless to them, his son will never tell his father's fault.

Nalan Ying snorted coldly. What she said was not an angry word, but a heart.

Nalan Ying took the soup, walked out of the kitchen and returned to the bedroom.

As soon as she served Changhai to drink the soup, the one she placed beside the bed rang.

Nalan Ying glanced at the caller ID, picked it up calmly, and walked out to answer the call.

After she finished speaking, she came back from the phone and Gu Changhai was sitting beside the bed and coughing.
To be continued...