C3 Death of Father

Half a month later.

Hsiao Hee was very busy every day, and Gu Wanwan hadn't seen him for several days.

Her condition was getting worse and worse. Ordinary painkillers could no longer suppress the pain in her stomach.

That day, Gu Wanwan received a call from her father right after she had taken a large amount of painkillers.

"Dad, why did you call?"

The voice on the other end of the line was slightly out of breath, so soft that it was hard to detect.

"Wanwan, how has Hsiao Hee been treating you these past two days?"

Gu Wanwan gritted her teeth as she tried to ignore the burning pain in her stomach. With a faint smile, she pretended to be calm and said, "It's fine. Don't worry about me."

What she didn't know was that at the other end of the phone, blood was seeping out of the corner of Gu Hongwen's mouth. His vision gradually became blurry, and he was even stroking the family of three.

"I don't need to worry about you being nice to me. Wanwan, you have to live a good life from now on …"

Gu Wanwan finally realized that something was wrong and became flustered. "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Wanwan, I'm sorry. Daddy, protect. It's not going to be you. "

Pow!

Ye Zichen's phone fell to the ground as a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Gu Wanwan didn't know why, but the pain in her stomach had spread to the tip of her heart and she was feeling waves of pain. What's wrong with you, why aren't you saying anything, Dad —! "

Gu Wanwan couldn't care less after hearing the answer. Clutching her stomach, she gritted her teeth and dashed out the door. She then drove to the Gu household's main building.

When she got downstairs, she saw that the door was crowded with people carrying out a stretcher.

The crowd was bustling with activity, except for Gu Wanwan, who seemed to have been abandoned. She squeezed her way through the crowd, and the moment she saw the stretcher, her whole body went stiff and she stopped moving.

"Impossible." She unconsciously muttered to herself. She wanted to see for herself, but her feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. She couldn't move a single step.

Then …

It must not be her father.

How could he have become like this?

There must be a mistake.

Gu Wanwan looked at the crowd, like duckweed floating in the wind, looking around blankly, at a loss at what to do.

She believed that her father would come down from upstairs and gently caress her head and call her Wanwan.

Suddenly, a family fortune fell from the stretcher. The three people on top of the family fortune broke her unrealistic fantasies and made her fall apart.

That was … Her parents and her.

The world turned into a gray silent movie, she called, argued, even pulled.

Gu Wanwan could no longer hear the surrounding voices. She fiercely resisted, as if someone wearing a white coat was approaching her.

After which, without any hesitation, he dove in.

Hsiao Hee looked at the video of the reporter's interview. Gu Wanwan's sadness was about to spill out of the screen, but she didn't even realize that the cigarette in her hand had been burnt to her fingers.

He was truly befuddled, he actually felt pity for that evil woman.

"Boss, the Gu Clan has already made arrangements. They're just waiting for you to take charge of the situation."

Hsiao Hee turned off the computer, rubbed his forehead and said, "To the hospital."

The secretary was surprised and replied that he was going to make the arrangements.

Then, he heard Hsiao Hee say in a suppressed tone, "Forget it, let's go to the Gu Clan."

"… …"

The first thing Gu Wanwan saw when she woke up was Lu Ziyan. His eyes were filled with pain and pity.

Lu Ziyan, the son of a good friend of her father's, was an existence that she viewed as a brother.

Even if she didn't want to believe it, the truth forced her to believe it.

Gu Wanwan's expression was sorrowful, her tone filled with sorrow. "Zichen-gege, I want to see my father."

Lu Ziyan tidied up her hair gently. His words were as gentle as a feather fan: "Ok, I'll take you there."

Her father was serene, but Gu Wanwan still felt a lump in her throat. The sadness in her heart was overwhelming.

In the blink of an eye, two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks as she sobbed, "Father's body has always been strong and sturdy. How did he suddenly become like this?"

Lu Ziyan handed the document in his hands to her: "Uncle, you committed suicide by swallowing the medicine yourself."

Gu Wanwan raised her head in shock and looked at Lu Ziyan in disbelief, "What do you mean?"

Lu Ziyan hesitated for a while. Then, he turned his head away, unable to look Gu Wanwan in the eye. He said faintly, "Yes, Hsiao Hee."