Chapter 72 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

Ling Jue stood still and looked at Mu Xueling with a faint smile.

“Hubby, how was Xiao Jue’s examination today?” Mu Xueling placed the chicken soup on the table and blew on her fingers. It was really a little hot.

Ling Zhensheng walked over and held her hand lovingly. He gently rubbed it. “The doctor said that the situation is not optimistic. The success rate of the surgery is only thirty percent. Moreover, with the right resources, it might be necessary to change the heart and lungs.”

“Ah? It’s that serious!” Mu Xueling’s face was filled with sadness. She looked up at Ling Zhensheng with tears in her eyes and said with a choked voice, “I’m sorry. Hubby, it’s all my fault for not teaching the children well. I thought they were just fooling around in private, but who would have thought that they’d hurt Xiao Jue? It’s all my fault. I’ll get them to come down and apologize to Xiao Jue.” As she spoke, she was about to walk upstairs.

Ling Zhensheng quickly grabbed her and said helplessly, “Honey, it’s okay. The children are already asleep. Xiao Jue’s health isn’t good, so the children went overboard…”

Bang!

The two were holding hands and talking when they heard a loud noise.

Ling Jue reached out her hand and looked at the vase on the ground. She frowned and said, “Why didn’t you put it down properly?”

“…” Mu Xueling looked at the vase that she had just put up today and saw that it had shattered into pieces. A hint of gloominess flashed across her eyes.

She had spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy this vase from the auction house. There were blue and white porcelain patterns on it, and it was extremely beautiful. It had been shattered by this little b*stard!

“Xiao Jue, how could you be so careless?!” Ling Zhensheng saw the innocent look on his face and looked at him reproachfully. “Alright, drink up and go to sleep. Your aunt will take care of this. You child…”

Mu Xueling held back her anger. Looking at the pieces on the ground, she wanted to kill Ling Jue.

However, when Ling Zhensheng looked at her, she put on a loving smile. “Xiao Jue, it’s fine. It’s just a vase. Come, drink this bowl of chicken soup and go to sleep. You’re tired too.”

“Lord Jue, there’s a terrible smell in there. It’s especially smelly. Wah, Tang Yuan is going to puke.”