Chapter Thirty-Nine: Blatant Desertion
Hua Simu took a lot of delicious food and put it in front of Gong Lele, and looked at him flatteringly, "Lele, don't be polite, eat." β
Gong Lele hung his head, holding a piece of cream cake, sullen.
His eyes, which were already godless, were even more dilated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Hua Simu didn't do too much of it, after all, others couldn't see Gong Lele, so she had to touch his hand comfortingly.
I glanced at my watch.
The hand points to exactly ten o'clock, that is, an hour or so.
As the host of the banquet, why hasn't Gong Lin Yang come yet, it's really rude to hang so many guests and not show up for a long time......
Hua Simu picked up the cream cake that she hadn't eaten just now and was about to stuff it in her mouth.
Gong Lin Yang is here.
He hurried into the room, and the servants followed briskly to pin the megaphone for him.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. The sound amplified by the loudspeaker echoed throughout the ballroom.
Hua Simu regretfully put down the cake.
Hearing a familiar voice, the cake in Gong Lele's hand fell to the ground.
Gong Lele reflexively tensed his body, turned his head to look, and the face of the person who came made him a little stunned.
Father...... How, how......
Old......
My father, who had always been majestic and shrewd, now does not look like a man in his early forties.
The hair that was originally all black is mostly white, and there are many wrinkles on the face.
Even if you are smiling, you can't hide the tiredness and old state on your face.
He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe his eyes, in just a few months, his father had actually aged like this.
It's a little bad in my heart.
He hated him, but such a high-spirited person suddenly became like this, and he didn't know why he had an indescribable sadness.
"Welcome everyone......" Gong Lin Yang spoke with ease on the stage, with a smile on his face throughout.
"Is it delicious?" Taking advantage of Gong Lin Yang's speech, Han Mo, who finally had a gap, walked to Hua Simu's side.
Hua Simu nodded, "Hmm." β
Blocking his mouth with his backhand, he approached Han Mo and whispered, "That dessert in that corner is particularly delicious." β
"Which one?" Han Mo didn't know which one Hua Simu was talking about.
"I don't know what it's called, it's just the brown one, see it, there's a pearl on it......" Hua Simu pointed to Han Mo.
Han Mo finally saw what Hua Simu said, took out his mobile phone and took a photo.
"Go back and let the chef make it for you. β
"Wow, can the chef at home do it?" asked Hua Simu in surprise.
"Of course. β
"Hee-hee-hee......"
Everyone listened carefully to Gong Lin Yang's speech and nervously prepared for the subsequent bidding, while Han Mo and Hua Simu openly deserted below.
......
Hua Simu raised his arm, the watch strap on his wrist was slender, "There are still thirty minutes." Hua Simu whispered to herself.
"What's still thirty minutes?" Han Mo asked.
Don't wait for Hua Simu to answer.
"Mr. Han!" Gong Lin Yang said.
Gong Lin Yang, who ended the opening remarks, turned off the speaker, walked straight towards Han Mo, and stretched out his hand a few meters away, "Fortunately, I will be lucky." β
Han Mo stretched out his hand to hold it, and said in a deep voice, "Fortunately." β
Gong Lele's body stood straight at this time, like a wall, and his eyes under the black frame were full of hatred.
The smile on Gong Lin Yang's face stung his eyes, and his father had never laughed in front of him since he could remember.
Even if he did well, was good, was successful.
He always picks at him with a cold face.
But why do you laugh so easily in front of others?
Father just doesn't like him, this degree can even be said to be annoying......
"Mr. Han, why don't we move and talk?" Gong Lin Yang asked.
Han Mo bowed.
"Then this ?......" Gong Lin Yang looked at Hua Simu, who was about to keep up with Han Mo's side, and hesitated.
Businessmen generally do not bring their female companions when discussing business, after all, there are a lot of trade secrets involved.
Hua Simu looked at Han Mo with an innocent expression.
"She's with me. Han Mo took Hua Simu's hand, revealing a beak that could not be denied.
Gong Lin Yang is also a person who observes words and feelings, and immediately greeted him with a smile, "Okay, two of you, please." β
The other people who came to the dinner saw this scene in their eyes, and it seemed that this cooperation with H Group was inevitable, and basically nothing happened to them.
After Hua Simu realized the meaning of Gong Lin Yang.
Damn it, don't let me follow, your son is still in my hands.
And your wife.
Be careful that I won't be saved if I'm not happy tonight, huh......
What does it mean that those who don't know are fearless, and it is a good thing not to know the time of their death, just like Gong Lin Yang doesn't know that today is the death date of him and his wife, otherwise how can he still be in the mood to talk about business.
Hua Simu couldn't help but sigh as she saw that the time was getting closer and closer, and they were still talking about some words that she didn't understand at all.
Hua Simu couldn't understand the specific content of their conversation, but he could feel that they didn't let go of every word, and they were tense.
She'll have to interrupt, thoughβ
"Mr. Gong, I think you should go and see your wife now. β
The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and their eyes turned to Hua Simu.
Gong Lin Yang's face sank, "What did you say?"
"That's what you mean. Hua Simu raised her arm unhurriedly and ran her fingertips over her watch, "Your wife only has the last ten minutes, tsk, time flies so fast." β
Gong Lin Yang approached Hua Simu, "How do you know?"
Han Mo stood in front of Hua Simu first, blocking her behind him and preventing Gong Lin Yang from getting closer.
"I don't believe it~ That's three seconds to the bottom, three, two, one" Hua Simu snapped his fingers.
Hua Simu's 'one' voice just fell.
The maid rushed into the room in a panic, "Oh no, Mr. Gong, Madame is unconscious, and the doctor is resuscitating." β
Gong Lin Yang ran out of the room.
Hua Simu pulled Gong Lele and ran out, "Hey-wait, I don't know which room I'm in--"
Han Mo followed behind Hua Simu.
......
A group of doctors gathered around Gong Lin Yang's wife's hospital bed, resuscitating her and injecting her with adrenaline.
Gong Lin Yang sat on the side, his face buried in his hands, his back was very bent, as if he was pressed by something, crushing him.
Gong Lele watched blankly as the doctors rescued his mother.
I watched it for about a minute.
Doctors have been rescuing, but the testing equipment next to them shows that the situation is not optimistic.
Oxygen saturation has been declining, and the heart rate is getting slower.
Hua Simu was standing aside and suddenly her hand was gently pulled, she lowered her head, and Gong Lele whispered, "Please save the ghost and demon Niangniang." β
"Just waiting for your words. Hua Simu touched Gong Lele's head, "Don't worry, with me out of the horse, it will be fine." β
Hua Simu walked towards the hospital bed.
The two stood in front of her, "Little sister, what are you going to do?"
Gong Lele hid behind Hua Simu in fear.