Chapter 467 - "Would you like the recording? Yours for 1 million yuan." (2)

Chapter 467 – “Would you like the recording? Yours for 1 million yuan.” (2)
Qin Ruhai, the gang leader of the melon-eating group, in his white robe, was leaning up against the patient bed for spinal disorders boasted to cost 100,000 yuan. He was swiping away on his phone with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.
He looked up when he saw the two walked in. “You are here. Quite on time, if I may add.”
Huo Sishen nodded at him.
Qin Ruhai already patted the bed and gave the two of them a fawning smile. “Here, the VIP to protect, the expecting mother. Have a seat.”
Gu Shishi smiled speechlessly. “What do you two have up your sleeves?”
She thought the boss, being a germophobe, would not come to a place like this without an important reason.
“Don’t worry. Don’t worry. Nobody even has a code within a 10 miles radius. Come, come. Best seat for melon-eating.”
Qin Ruhai tossed away the unlit cigarette and dragged over two stools......
He shoved one under his own butt and pushed the other one toward Huo Sishen.
Gu Shishi was going to ask more questions but she heard what sounded like high heels clanging on the floor from the room next to them.
She couldn’t help but looked up dubiously.
“Shhh.”
Qin Ruhai lowered his voice.
“Don’t say anything. Just listen. If you need to use the bathroom, we have it right in this room.”
An expecting mother needs to use the bathroom frequently.
Gu Shishi blushed and rolled her eyes at him not-so-elegantly.
They could now hear the voices from next door.
“Dad, are you alright? I just received Aunty’s message.”
It was Gu Wushuang’s delicate voice.
Gu Shishi was shocked.
“Uncle, you should come clean to Wushuang and I at this point in time. What had your Jingde Realtor done? How much money are we talking about and whom had you offended? It’s the only way that we can help.”
It was Huo Wencheng’s steady voice after hers.
Gu Shishi quickly reached over and hold onto Huo Sishen’s shoulder. She looked at him dubiously.
Huo Sishen, too, held her hand with his, shoved a pillow behind her back, and pulled out a thermos that had filled his entire coat pocket.
They’ve brought their own beverage to melon-eating. They were well prepared.
[Gu Jiangxin had a minor stroke. He was treated in time and is resting next door to us.]
Qin Ruhai typed a sentence and showed his phone to her.
[I just told Huo Wencheng his room number when he asked me this morning.]
[This room that we are in and theirs are mother-and-child suite.]
Mother-and-child suite. That was perfect for melon-eating.
Gu Shishi got it right away.
She typed a sentence back.
[It’s sound-proofing is too awful. For sure I will not be staying here when I give birth and recover. Hah.]
Qin Ruhai, “… … … … …”
[Sister, for you to eavesdrop, we have … the door in between…]
She hasn’t even finish reading what Qin Ruhai had typed before they heard more noises from next door.
A loud crashing noise. It sounded like someone had smashed a glass onto the floor.
“Dad! Brother Cheng only has your best interest in mind. Don’t get upset at him. The doctor had also said that you can’t get upset or you might have another stroke. The next time perhaps… …”
Gu Wushuang’s voice cracked. It sounded like she might have started crying and did not finish what she was saying.
She resumed after a little while.
“Little brother is still young. Dad, you need to think about him.”
Her voice was as soft and delicate as usually and there was even a hint of helpless retreat.
Gu Shishi, eavesdropping from the room next to them with her ears perked up, had mixed feelings.
Why did it sound like some imperial drama?
The old emperor was ill can could tell to the country’s matters. The young prince had yet to be of independent age. The prince’s mother had no background and was incompetent.
As soon as the emperor passed away, the mother and son would be like floating lotus with no support.
They were now faced with problems from both inside and out. Distance relatives were using the little prince as leverage to gain control!
Tsk, tsk. If Gu Jiangxin was really going to croak, who else could he give his assets and enterprise to?
As much as he wanted his young son to take over; his son would need the ability to take them from him!
When his son was still young, he had no choice other than finding a help, someone who could offer assistance on the business end!