Chapter 5 Sick Beauty
Yuan Qingqing watched the elevator slowly descend, then the door opened, and she finally looked at Yuan Gungun.
"Minus one floor?"
Yuan Gungun nodded: "Yes, we live in the basement on the first floor."
Yuan Qingqing didn't quite believe it, but she followed Yuan Gungun and opened the door.
"Mom, Qingqing and I are back."
A sigh of joy came from the room, followed by a cough.
Yuan Gungun took a pair of pink furry bunny slippers from the shoe cabinet.
"Newly bought, the label is still on."
Yuan Qingqing watched Yuan Gungun show her the label before he took it off and placed it in front of her.
It's a very natural action, but it shows that he cares about her feelings.
I’m afraid she would mind that it was worn by Yuan Man.
Yuan Gungun stopped Mu Hexuan at the door and said, "Hexuan, you should go back first. We will be reunited as a family. I will help Qingqing get familiar with the place first."
Now she is afraid that he will turn into a corpse.
Mu Hexuan raised the ingredients in his hand and said, "I'm going to go back. Will you cook?"
Yuan Gungun shook her head and said, “She wouldn’t.”
Mu Hexuan raised his eyebrows: "So do you plan to let your aunt do it, or your sister?"
One is seriously ill in bed and the other just came back, that's impossible.
Yuan looked around the room gently. Because it was a basement, the light was not that bright and the lighting was not good.
The walls are painted white, and the sofas are blue and white. They don't look like the same style, but seem to have been put together.
At first glance, there is nothing valuable in the furnishings in the room.
It can be said that the house is bare, but clean and tidy, with all the necessary facilities.
It's the layout of this room that's a bit strange.
Yuan Qingqing was about to observe the layout again when Yuan Gungun pulled her aside and asked her in a low voice.
"Sister, if Mu Hexuan cooks, it shouldn't be poisonous, right?"
After all, it's a zombie. If corpse fluid oozes from a cut or a sneeze occurs, is that poison?
Yuan glanced at Mu Hexuan and asked, "Is he a good cook?"
Yuan Gungun nodded vigorously: "He is comparable to a five-star chef, his cooking skills are superb. I used to know how to cook, but he made me useless."
Compared with Mu Hexuan's cooking skills, she really disliked her own cooking skills.
Yuan Qingqing's eyes lit up: "It's not poisonous."
[Anyway, this isn't the first time you've eaten it. It's poisonous, and you would have died a long time ago.]
Yuan Gungun let Mu Hexuan in: ...
Although it makes sense, I don't want it to be that way.
"Gently... cough cough..."
Yuan Qingqing heard the sound and looked up at the door of the master bedroom.
She was a thin and slender woman, and even though she looked seriously ill, she was still beautiful.
Especially when she looked at her with tears in her eyes, she was so fragile and beautiful that one would want to hold the treasure in front of her just to make her smile.
[Wow, so beautiful! My mother is a great beauty. ]
Yuan Gungun:!!!
My sister didn't praise her the first time she met her!
He Wanbai slowly walked towards Yuan Qingqing and couldn't help but stop:?
What did she hear?
He Wanbai looked at Yuan Gungun and saw that she pursed her lips and frowned, nothing unusual.
Was she the only one who heard it?
She was too ill and had auditory hallucinations, so she couldn't tell them and didn't want to worry them.
Yuan Qingqing shifted his gaze from He Wanbai's face to her downwards, his eyes slightly lighting up.
[This beauty is so thin, yet her breasts are so voluptuous. Is she really our mother? ]
He Wan's pale and weak face turned red for a rare moment.
Yuan glanced at Yuan Gungun's chest lightly and suspiciously, then looked down at the flesh on his own body that was standing tall and blocking her toes.
Yuan Qingqing: ...
[That shouldn't be the case. My mother and I are both very successful, but my sister is very successful. Could it be that she can also inherit this from her biological father?]
Yuan Gungun ground his teeth so hard that they made a creaking sound:!!!
Seeing that she can hear her sister's voice, it would be better to say that she has a smooth sailing than to say that she is a little bun!
The sick beauty was too weak. After taking two steps, she began to pant heavily and looked like she was going to collapse at any moment.
Yuan Gungun hurried forward and helped the sick beauty over.
"Qingqing, this is mom. She is not feeling well."
He Wan looked at Yuan Qingqing with tears in her eyes, full of heartache, longing, and guilt. She also wanted to get close to her but was afraid of being abrupt.
Yuan Qingqing raised her eyes and smiled: "Mom."
[Mom, don't be shy. We are all women. Hug me and be close to me.]
【Blue and white porcelain not only likes to paste flowers, but also likes to paste beauties. 】
When she was a concubine in the imperial palace, the maids and concubines who held her were all beauties picked from thousands.
He Wanbai didn't dare to get close to Yuan Qingqing at first, but after hearing what she was thinking, she couldn't help herself.
The tears that were welling up in his eyes suddenly fell down, and he hugged Yuan Qingqing tightly.
"Qingqing, my poor daughter, I am sorry for you."
Yuan Qingqing was caught off guard by He Wanbai's hug. When she heard her crying, she didn't know what to do.
It's a strange feeling.
[Wow, it's really soft, fragrant, big, and elastic. ]
He Wanbai and Yuan Gungun: ...
This is not a daughter at all, she is clearly a female hooligan!
When mother and daughter recognized each other, He Wanbai's sadness and guilt disappeared instantly.
Yuan Gungun was also moved to the point of tears, and tried to persuade He Wanbai to stop crying, but ended up being emotionally broken as well.
Yuan Gungun helped He Wanbai sit down on the sofa next to them.
After walking such a distance, He Wanbai started coughing and having difficulty breathing.
It looks like he could die suddenly at any time.
Yuan looked at He Wanbai's face and frowned as he asked, "What's wrong with you, Mom?"
[Looking at my mother's face, it's clear that she will live a long and prosperous life, not be sick or die early.]
He Wanbai was gasping for breath. She looked up suddenly and her gaze finally fell on Yuan Qingqing:?
Are you talking about her face?
He Wanbai looked at Yuan Gungun again and saw that she didn't react.
She was sure that she had heard Yuan Qingqing's thoughts, but she was the only one who could hear them.
As expected, she is her biological daughter, they are very sensitive to each other, so only she can hear it.
Yuan Gungun was pouring water. Hearing this, he turned his head to glance at Yuan Qingqing and then explained.
"I went to the hospital for a checkup, but they couldn't find any specific problem. I just couldn't breathe and was always gasping for air."
"My family wasn't that poor to begin with, but we've been spending money on my mom's treatment and we've become penniless."
Yuan Qingqing could understand that the Yuan family had no money.
After all, they nurtured Yuan Man, who was both unlucky and also defeated his relatives and friends.
They just lost all their money because of Yuan Man, that was the least of their problems. If they hadn’t been lucky…
Yuan Qingqing looked at He Wanbai and Yuan Gungun. Both of them had black spots on their foreheads, and looked like they would die soon.
Something is wrong, this is not their original appearance.
Yuan gently grabbed He Wanbai's wrist and took her pulse. Her world-weary and cold little face wrinkled even more.
[The pulse is strong and healthy, there is no disease at all. ]
[A good face is also related to the date of birth. If the date of birth is not good, a good face is useless. 】
[How do I ask my mother about her birth date? ]
He Wanbai was wondering how to tell her birthday quietly without letting anyone know that she could understand Yuan Qingqing's thoughts.
Yuan Gungun thought so too.
She thought quickly and soon came up with a solution.
"Mom, how did Qingqing and Manman get the wrong baby?"
"It stands to reason that the hospital shouldn't make such a mistake."