Chapter 137: Two Pieces of News

Mr. Liao's facial muscles twitched. He couldn't tell whether this was good or bad news.

He wiped the fine sweat off his forehead. Uncertain, he opened his mouth to ask, "This..."

"Your daughter is not young, but her temper is quite bad. She's really a well - brought - up 'good daughter'." At this point, even if Mr. Liao was stupid, he knew this was not good news.

He quickly grabbed Liao Qingzi again and said tremulously, "I've brought my daughter here this time to apologize to Mrs. Huo. It's my fault for not raising her well."

"Hurry!" Mr. Liao gritted his teeth, hoping that Liao Qingzi would cooperate this time.

Perhaps intimidated by Huo Cheng's powerful aura, Liao Qingzi lowered her head and finally squeezed out a "Sorry."

Although the voice was soft, Mr. Liao let out a sigh of relief. There was still a chance to make amends.

Originally, his plan was to use this apology to build a connection between the Liao family and the Huo family. But who would have thought that his daughter's outburst would not only ruin the chance of building a good relationship but also make him pray that the Huo family would not hold a grudge against them.

However, maybe he was being too optimistic.

Huo Cheng had never intended to forgive them from the start.

He gave a soft laugh. His deep, pool - like eyes made them tremble. "Apologize? But it's already too late."

This sentence was like a death sentence.

Before they could say anything else.

"Someone! Throw these two out!"

Huo Cheng suddenly changed his expression. For a moment, the entire living room was enveloped by his powerful aura.

People around lowered their heads and dared not make a sound. Two bodyguards directly picked up the two of them and carried them out.

Mr. Liao didn't even have time to react. Liao Qingzi struggled desperately, biting the bodyguard's shoulder, but the bodyguard seemed to feel no pain and didn't react at all.

"Remember! If you let such people in again, you'll be held accountable!" Huo Cheng said with a cold face, dropping the temperature in the room a few more degrees.

Gu Sisi was about to plead for them. After all, they were let in with her permission.

But before Gu Sisi could speak, Huo Cheng waved his sleeve and went upstairs.

The scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. In the distance, the struggling sounds of the father and daughter could still be heard.

"Madam, this..."

"It's okay. I'll go up and take a look." Gu Sisi comforted Sister Hu. Seeing Huo Cheng close the study door tightly, a look of worry appeared on her face.

Why did she feel that the aftermath of this incident was too big? Was it because Huo Cheng was in a bad mood originally?

She knocked on the study door. Huo Cheng just glanced at her and then sat back in front of the computer desk to continue his work.

Gu Sisi walked in and gently closed the study door.

The scene was extremely quiet. All that could be heard was the soft tapping on the keyboard.

"I'm here to..."

"I've been quite busy these days and haven't been able to accompany you much."

Gu Sisi shook her head. She knew that Huo Cheng must have misunderstood the purpose of her visit.

She knew that he was busy with work.

"No." A faint blush appeared on Gu Sisi's face. Did Huo Cheng think she was complaining that he didn't spend enough time with her?

"Hmm?" Huo Cheng took his hands off the keyboard and looked at Gu Sisi in confusion.

Stared at by his serious gaze, Gu Sisi inexplicably forgot what she wanted to say. Her mind went blank.

She was in a daze for more than ten seconds. Huo Cheng wasn't in a hurry and just quietly looked at her.

After Gu Sisi came to her senses, she scratched her head shyly. "It's about what just happened. Sister Hu actually asked me if I wanted to call someone over. I thought it was unnecessary and said no."

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows and gave a soft hum.

Gu Sisi thought the misunderstanding was cleared up. Before she could turn around.

Another voice came, "Do you think this kind of situation where people can enter the Huo Mansion at will will only happen once?"

"Uh." Gu Sisi clasped her palm.

Was the focus really on people entering the Huo Mansion at will?

"I don't want this to happen a second time." Huo Cheng said calmly, and the sound of the keyboard started again.

"But it shouldn't happen again!" Gu Sisi weakly argued.

After all, people needed their permission to enter here.

"I hired them not to sit around doing nothing. If they can't do their jobs, they're useless." Huo Cheng's voice was still cold.

Gu Sisi lowered her head, not knowing what to say. She just thought that this incident couldn't be entirely blamed on those people, and she didn't expect it to escalate like this.

The only sound in the air was the keyboard. Huo Cheng also noticed the silence. He stopped and saw Gu Sisi with her head down.

He walked in front of Gu Sisi, took a deep breath, and said, "I just hope you won't get hurt because of this again."

"I hope that when you're by my side, you'll be under my protection and won't be inexplicably hurt because of me. This isn't me getting angry at others, but at myself for not thinking things through."

These words weren't sweet talk, but they were even more touching than sweet talk. Originally, Gu Sisi was in a state of self - blame. After hearing these words, her face blushed uncontrollably, and she couldn't even raise her head.

Finally, Gu Sisi gave a soft hum and fled the scene with her head down.

Later, no matter when Gu Sisi recalled this incident, she thought she was too timid.

About a week later, the main tasks of arranging the wedding were almost done, leaving only miscellaneous small things.

Gu Sisi gradually became idle. But as soon as she was free, she would start to get nervous. Just thinking about the wedding in more than twenty days made her heart race.

Then she would think of Yang Qian. The nervousness would dissipate, but other emotions would still weigh her down.

So she could only continue to immerse herself in endless busyness.

Until one day, Huo Cheng asked her, "Do you want to go and see Yang Qian?"

She finally broke free from the unproductive busyness. She decided to face it instead of avoiding it.

The process was no different from the first time Gu Sisi went. They quickly reached the innermost room in the basement. Yang Qian was still lying quietly on the bed, as if she was sleeping.

Gu Sisi frowned and sighed. "What did the doctor say? Is her condition okay?"

Jiang Lihao nodded. "The wounds on her head have all healed, but to wake up..."

He paused for a few seconds and lowered his eyes. "The doctor said it's up to her."

The words "up to her" were too subjective. It seemed like the hope was slim, but also like there was a glimmer of hope.

Gu Sisi sighed. "Can I be alone with her for a while?"

"Okay." The two men left the room.

Gu Sisi sat by the bed and touched Yang Qian's cheek. She was filled with emotion. Yang Qian was so quiet lying there. She was nothing like her usual self.

It seemed that as soon as she opened her eyes, she would cling to Gu Sisi and call her "Sisi Jie."

"Qianqian, aren't you going to be my bridesmaid?"

But as she spoke, the person lying there didn't respond.

Gu Sisi talked a lot, about her experiences after they separated, their shared memories, their work, and now that she was getting married and waiting for Yang Qian to wake up and be her bridesmaid.

However, just like the sleeping beauty, Gu Sisi knew that Yang Qian wouldn't wake up because of her words.

She stood up. She had done everything she could. She couldn't let the people outside wait too long.

She walked out of the room, and the two men came over.

"Do you still have something to do?"

Gu Sisi shook her head. Then they said goodbye to Yang Qian and Jiang Lihao again.

She never thought that the next time they met, things would be so different.

Another week passed.

Gu Sisi received a phone call.

"There are two pieces of news, good and bad. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Chapter 137: Two Pieces of News | Chasing My Runaway Contract Bride by Meng Baobao - Read Online Free on Koala Reads