"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"I shouldn't have caused trouble for Dad."

Mingyao apologized sincerely, but even so, she couldn't quell Su Qiqiang's anger.

"Because of you, this piece of trash, the Su Group's stock has plummeted!"

"I'm giving you three days. If you can't handle it, then I'll send Xiaoxue!"

“And another thing,” he paused, his voice turning sinister, “if you want Ming Suqin dead, then keep doing it.”

Those few words were like a bucket of ice water poured down on my head.

Mingyao gasped, "Dad, I will definitely make up for my mistake."

She had barely finished speaking when Su Qiqiang hung up the phone.

Looking at her phone with the screen off, Mingyao felt dizzy and lightheaded.

If she can't resolve this within three days, Su Qiqiang will definitely take action against Ming Suqin.

Now she doesn't even know which hospital Ming Suqin is in.

Mingyao held her forehead, her mind a jumbled mess.

She needs to hurry.

Mingyao stood on the hospital rooftop, gazing into the distance, trying to calm herself down.

Especially in times like these, it's crucial to take things one step at a time.

"Sister Su."

Pei Zhao's voice came from behind her. She turned around and met Pei Zhao's eyes.

How did you get up here?

Pei Zhao stood next to Ming Yao and asked worriedly, "Sister Su, there are people stirring up trouble behind this public opinion. You probably can't handle it alone."

"I can help you."

Mingyao chuckled, "Okay, you'll definitely come when I need you."

Pei Zhao immediately laughed like a child, "Sister Su, what do you need me to do now?"

"Let's find the person who posted it first."