Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 228 This is Your Responsibility

Gong Chen sat alone all night.

In the early morning, Sang Ran woke up slowly and was happy but also distressed to see the man still beside her.

She said weakly: "Third Master, I'm sorry for making you stay with me all night."

Gong Chen came back to his senses and slowly stood up: "I'll go find a doctor."

As he turned around, Sang Ran held his hand.

"Third Master, I like you. Can we be together? Of course, you can also reject me."

Gong Chen lowered his eyes and looked at her, then calmly pulled her hand away: "Let the doctor come and check you first."

Looking at the man's back as he left, Sang Ran bit her pale lips, her eyes moist.

After the doctor came over and checked, he confirmed that Sang Ran was out of danger and transferred her to the general ward.

Gong Chen helped Sang Ran lie down and said in a deep voice: "Your brother will be here soon."

Sang Ran immediately grabbed his arm and asked anxiously, "Third Master, are you leaving?"

"I received news from home asking me to go back."

Gong Chen's dark eyes were deep, but without any emotion, just like the ice and snow outside.

Everything was buried and frozen, and no one could see through him as long as he wanted.

Sang Ran froze for a moment, but soon her expression returned to normal and she even chuckled.

"You actually explained it to me?"

"Hehe, they all say you're difficult to get along with, but I say you're not that kind of person."

"Be careful on the road."

Gong Chen hummed, stood up and walked towards the door.

Sang Ran smiled and waved behind him, even though there was no response.

After walking out of the room, Gong Chen and Sang Li met each other.

Sang Li's face looked unhappy, obviously he had heard his sister's wishful thinking in the ward.

Gong Chen nodded lightly, exuding a cold and intimidating aura that instantly suppressed Sang Li.

It was not until he walked over that Sang Li came to his senses.

He frowned, turned around and called out to Gong Chen: "Third Master, I hope you will carefully consider what I said before."

Gong Chen ignored him and left.

……

Palace house.

As the year draws to a close, the servants are changing the decorations.

After entering the door, Gong Chen put his coat into the servant's hands and turned into the study.

Old Master Gong was sitting by the window, brewing tea by the stove, looking very comfortable.

"Here it is, the tea sent by the tea house, try it."

"Ah."

Gong Chen unbuttoned his suit and was about to sit down when he heard the old man's seemingly unintentional voice from the opposite side.

"Is Xiaoran feeling better?"

Gong Chen paused, a hint of coldness flashed across his dark eyes, but he quickly picked up the cup in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"fine."

The cold tone made the seemingly ordinary conversation between father and son seem a bit official.

The old man put down his teacup in dissatisfaction, knowing full well what he meant.

"Are you blaming me for sending someone to keep an eye on you? I'm just afraid that you'll be possessed by evil spirits. Xiao Ran is such a good girl, but she became like this because of you! Don't you have any responsibility?"

"What's good about it?" Gong **jing asked back.

The old man said firmly: "It's all good. It's better than those questionable people out there."

Gong Chen sneered and slowly added tea: "Since you know everything, you don't have to criticize me in the future."

"Gong Chen!" the old man shouted angrily, "Do you mean I can't control you?"

The tea in front of the two men was steaming, but the atmosphere between father and son suddenly became cold.

Gong Chen did not respond, but just picked up the spring water and poured it into the teapot. He did not stop even when the water overflowed.

Until the stove was put out.

Upon seeing this, the old man clenched his teeth, his shrewd eyes were deeply wrinkled, and his back felt slightly cold.

Gong Chen was actually warning him.

Gong Chen was clearly the person he personally trained, but now even his father feels more and more afraid of him.

Gong Chen's tone was still cold, and every word he said was meaningful: "Dad, drink less tea, the doctor told you to have a good rest."

"What do you mean? I'm not too old to run this household!"

The old man is the most unwilling to accept his old age and is also the most afraid of getting old.

Gong Chen said calmly: "Health is more important."

The old man froze in his seat, his face turning blue.

But he was someone who had managed the huge Gong family after all, so he soon returned to normal.

He took out two things and placed them in front of Gong Chen, then changed the subject: "Take a look at the list of New Year sacrifices."

Gong Chen opened the list.

The personnel are almost the same as in previous years, except...Liu He.

The old man said coldly: "She is your second sister-in-law after all. She is a member of the Gong family no matter what. Now that Chen Sulan is dead, she should learn to do something for the Gong family."

"is it?"

Gong Chen looked directly into the old man's eyes.

The old man pointed to a document below, his eyes shrewd: "Your mother's share transfer document."

"Gong Chen, I know about your relationship with Song Wanqiu, but it's just a show for me. Don't you just want to protect someone?"

"I can give you whatever you want, as long as you marry Sang Ran. This is your responsibility to the Gong family and to Sang Ran."

The old man called the butler to relight the stove.

The moment the firelight shone, Gong Chen's face became extremely gloomy.

……

Lin Zhiyi originally wanted to get full attendance before the New Year holiday, but she was caught in the wind when she came back last night.

I was in a fever and felt dizzy all night.

She slept until noon the next day. Xue Man called her three or four times before she answered.

"I almost called the police. How are you?" Xue Man asked anxiously.

"I have a fever. I just took it, it's 40 degrees." Lin Zhiyi said weakly.

"40 degrees! Okay, stop talking nonsense and go to the hospital."

"Um……"

Lin Zhiyi responded unconsciously, put a pill in his mouth and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, she began to sweat all over, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of glue, and everything in front of her was blurry.

Unfortunately, she was so thirsty that her throat hurt, so she had to prop herself up and pour some water.

When Lin Zhiyi just stood up from the bed, the world was spinning.

She even felt like she was walking on the ceiling, and her whole body felt like it was falling.

After finally walking out of the room, she saw the silver-white thermos she had placed on the table in a shadow.

"Water, water..."

She quickened her pace, but bumped into the coffee table and fell out uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a dark figure approached and picked her up.

Lin Zhiyi leaned close to a hard chest, his body still carrying the coldness of the wind and frost outside. For her, who had a fever, this temperature was really comfortable.

She nuzzled him and buried her face in his chest.

The next second, her body was lightly placed on the sofa, and a dry and comfortable palm touched her forehead.

As he breathed, Lin Zhiyi felt someone was watching him.

The man's breath gradually approached, with a familiar and chilling feeling.

Just when she felt like she was about to touch him, he stopped just a few centimeters in front of her.

She weakly opened her eyes a little and tried to look for a long time, but all she could see clearly was a pair of eyes.

The dark eyes seemed to want to express something, but in the blink of an eye, the eyes disappeared, along with the surrounding aura.

For some reason, she felt like something in her body was being peeled off.

She struggled to get up and accidentally fell off the sofa.

An arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back.

Hearing the rapid breathing of the person in front of her, Lin Zhiyi knew that he was right in front of her.

When he raised his hand, he held her hand and gently stroked it. After hesitating for a few seconds, he hugged her.

His hug was so light, as if it would disappear at any time.