C130 (1/2)

A low and deep voice, carrying a smile, sounded next to An Xingchen's ear. ”You don't need to buy any gifts, my mom will definitely be happy to see you.”

After saying that, Gong Lingqian saw that An Xingchen still had a face full of hesitation, the smile on her face became even wider, and without waiting for An Xingchen to speak she continued, ”The tea that you gave my mother last time, should be enough for her to drink for two months, how can she finish it so quickly?”

As An Xingchen listened to Gong Lingqian's explanation, the nervousness in his heart lessened slightly.

20 minutes later, they reached Gong’s Mansion and Gong Lingqian got off the car.

Gong Lingqian called to notify them on the way back.

So Shu Yurou knew that Gong Lingqian was going to bring An Xingchen home today.

Gong Lingqian had always been very busy at work, and in the past, he lived abroad, so it was rare for them to meet each other throughout the year.

Seeing Gong Lingqian and An Xingchen coming over, Shu Yurou's mood became a lot better.

Ever since Shu Yurou met, she could tell that An Xingchen was indeed a good girl, and that her own son liked her so much, and that their relationship was also good, Shu Yurou truly treated An Xingchen as her future wife from the bottom of her heart.

Most of them were dishes that Gong Lingqian and An Xingchen liked to eat.

Shu Yurou didn't know what An Xingchen liked to eat, or if she asked Gong Lingqian for it.

The atmosphere was originally very harmonious, but something unexpected happened.

Shu Yurou was carrying a plate of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, which Gong Lingqian liked to eat, out of the kitchen when he suddenly blacked out, as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning.

In the next second, with a peng sound, the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in Shu Yurou's hands fell onto the ground. The Soup Dumplings were scattered all over the floor, and the plate was also smashed into pieces.

An Xingchen and the servant Aunt Zhang who were helping in the kitchen were so shocked that their expressions changed when they heard Shu Yurou's movements. They immediately threw down the things in their hands and ran out of the kitchen in a hurry.

The two of them carefully helped Shu Yurou to the living room's sofa and sat her down.

Shu Yurou's face was pale white, her forehead was drenched in cold sweat, her eyes were tightly shut, looking at her entire body in a bad state.

Aunt Zhang was so anxious that she looked like an ant on a hot pan. She hurriedly and carefully looked at Shu Yurou and asked repeatedly, ”Madam, Madam, what's wrong? Wake up, madam? ”

After saying that, the Aunt Zhang saw that Shu Yurou had fainted, and looked towards An Xingchen hurriedly as if she had lost her backbone: ”Miss An …. Now. What do we do now... Madam, she shouldn't be in any danger, right …. Where's the Young Master? Where did the young master go? ”

An Xingchen was so frightened by Shu Yurou's faint appearance, that her face turned white, and cold sweat formed on the palm of her hand holding the phone. She looked around, but when she did not see Gong Lingqian, she remembered that Gong Lingqian had gone outside to pick up the phone.

The absent-minded An Xingchen was preparing to call the 120 emergency number with trembling hands, but before he could dial the number, he saw Gong Lingqian walk in from the outside in the next second.

Gong Lingqian looked at the mess on the ground, and also looked at the pale Shu Yurou who was unconscious on the sofa.