One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Master Gu helped Madam Gu back to the bedroom. Seeing her pale face, Master Gu was worried: "Madam, are you really okay?"

When he returned here, he expected that Gu Wuhen would definitely cause trouble. He had already asked the butler to tell him to keep his mouth shut, but it was obvious that the effect was minimal.

Madam Gu sat on the bedside, put her hand on her forehead, sighed softly, and said uncomfortably: "The conflict between us and Wuhen is deeper than I thought. Master, I'm sorry. It's my fault that I failed to handle the relationship with Wuhen well, and it's difficult for you to be caught in the middle."

Since ancient times, being a stepmother has been difficult.

She had been in the hospital for such a long time, but Gu Wuhen had never visited her. She knew that their relationship must be very bad, but she did not expect that it had reached a point where they were incompatible.

"Madam, please don't blame yourself. This is not your fault alone. Wuhen has always been arrogant. He always thought that you destroyed our family, which is why he hates you so much. You should blame me. I was only concerned with business before and had no time to discipline him."

Faced with their relationship, Master Gu also regretted that he should have spent more time disciplining Wuhen.

"Master, it has come to this point. There is no point in blaming anyone. The most important thing is that we have to find a way to mend our relationship. After all, we are a family." Mrs. Gu really wanted to mend her relationship with Gu Wuhen. Even if she couldn't be a loving mother and a filial son, at least they shouldn't be confrontational.

Master Gu held her hand and said sadly, "Madam, your fall from the stairs was most likely caused by Wuhen. If the truth is really like this, can you still treat him with sincerity?"

Gu Wuhen is the only male in their Gu family. He should have been the inheritor of the family business, but he keeps making mistakes and doing some heinous and insane things that are intolerable. Mr. Gu is in a complicated mood.

Mrs. Gu saw his difficulties, looked at him, smiled, and said, "Master, didn't I say that I don't want to pursue the past? No matter who pushed me, it is a gift from God that I can save my life. I don't want to fight for anything. I just want my family to be well."

Her Kexue is no longer in this world. When she was heartbroken, she recognized her biological daughter who had been lost for many years. God finally gave her some comfort. She didn't want anything to happen to her child again and just wanted to live a stable life.

"Madam." Master Gu looked at her and couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. He was so lucky to marry such a broad-minded lady. If he had another stepmother, she would probably want to kill the previous husband's stubborn and unfilial son.

Madam Gu patted his hand gently and said weakly, "Master, I'm tired. I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, you have a good rest. I'll ask the chef to cook your favorite dishes. When you've rested enough, you can get up and eat." Master Gu immediately reached out to support her, let her lie down gently on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt.

Mrs. Gu had not yet fully recovered. The rush back from the hospital had exhausted her energy, and she fell asleep quickly after lying on the bed.

Master Gu didn't dare to leave her alone in the room, so he stayed with her for a long time. When he had to leave for something, he asked the maid to come in and stay with her so that she could be ready to serve him when she woke up.

At the Mo family's house, Qiao Bosi took a desperate risk and used the newborn Little Pea to frame Nan Xiang, causing her to almost get pneumonia. Little Pea was sick and uncomfortable, crying all night, making it impossible for her to sleep.

It was not easy for her to sleep quietly in the morning, but before she had slept for half an hour, Little Pea started crying again.

Qiao Bosi was so angry that he couldn't help but scold: "Yu Nan, how can you take care of the child? He cries all night long. Now it's daytime, and he still cries. How can you let me rest?"

The confinement nanny has been holding Little Pea for a whole night. She always sleeps for a while and then wakes up crying. She has never taken care of such a difficult newborn.

Facing Qiao Bosi's anger, she could only say aggrievedly: "Second Young Master Madam, the young lady caught a cold and is sick. She is not feeling well. She can't speak and can only cry. Some children cry frequently and have to cry for a hundred days. This is called a hundred-day cry."

This little girl is really made of water. She cried so hard without even taking a break.

Qiao Bosi didn't sleep well, had a splitting headache, gnashed his teeth, and roared ferociously: "Can you make her shut up and stop crying? If not, just make her mute."

When Xiao Wei heard her say that, she turned pale with fright and said quickly, "Second Young Master Madam, don't be angry. If you don't want to hear the young lady crying, I'll carry her out and walk far away so as not to disturb your rest."

After she said that, she quickly took the child from the stunned confinement nanny, wrapped him in a blanket, and ran out quickly while coaxing the child.

The confinement nanny was at a loss. She had never seen such an irritable new mother who was so cruel to her own child. She said timidly, "Madam Second Young Master, you should have a good rest. I will help you prepare confinement meals." After saying that, she quickly retreated.

Qiao Bosi lay on the chaise longue. He could no longer hear Little Pea's crying, and his irritable mood finally eased. He stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, which was a little painful, and said with a look of disgust: "You cry day and night, and I will really be driven crazy by you."

Without the sound of the baby crying, the world was finally quiet and she could have a good rest.

Qiao Bosi exhaled a breath and was about to close her eyes to have a good rest when she heard footsteps outside. She couldn't help but frowned: "Damn it, which bastard is here to disturb my rest again."

Can't you just calm down and let her have a good rest?

Just as she finished her words, she saw Mrs. Cha and her maid rushing over. Seeing her resting on the chaise longue, she frowned and asked, "You are still in the mood to sleep. Where is my granddaughter? How is she? Is she well?"

She heard from the people below that the little girl cried almost the whole night last night. She was worried that something happened to her, so she came to see her immediately.

Qiao Bosi resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said calmly, "I cried all night. I'm afraid I'm tired of crying. I caught a cold. It won't get better in a while. Don't worry, it's just a cold. I won't die. I'll take Xiaowei out to bask in the sun."

Now that the old man likes Zi Xin, she also pretends to care about her. How hypocritical.

Mrs. Cha's face suddenly darkened: "Zixin's illness hasn't recovered yet, and you asked someone to take her out to get some fresh air. You are worried that her illness will recover too quickly, right?"

"Don't spit blood on me. The doctor said she has jaundice and needs to get some sun. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask the doctor. If there's nothing else, please go back. I haven't slept all night and I'm so sleepy." After saying this, Qiao Bosi slowly closed his eyes, not intending to pay attention to her.

Seeing her ignoring her, Mrs. Cha got a little angry: "I asked the people in the monitoring room about maintenance. It must be you who did it."

Qiao Bosi snorted and said, "Aren't you happy in your heart that you can make the people you hate get criticized?" It doesn't matter what she did, what matters is to make her enemies feel pain.

Mrs. Cha stared at her and asked in a sharp tone, "I want to know how Zi Xin got sick?" No matter how unbearable Qiao Bosi was, Mo Zi Xin was Mo Jinghui's biological daughter, and she couldn't just ignore it.

Qiao Bosi opened his eyes and said impatiently: "Can you stop nagging? She is not your child, why are you so nervous?" Did she forget that when she first knew that Zi Xin was a girl, she disliked her more than anyone else.

"She is Jinghui's daughter, my granddaughter. I don't want you to do anything to hurt her." There are many ways to deal with Nan Xiang. It's too much for her to mess with a newborn baby.

"You can't even take care of your own son, why are you taking care of my daughter? Don't you know that the loser has nothing now? All the shares under his name were sold at a low price to Mo Jingchen." Qiao Bosi couldn't stand it and said loudly.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Cha was suddenly struck by lightning. Her vision went dark and she opened her eyes wide with disbelief on her face.

Qiao Bosi sneered and said, "I said that all the shares held by your son were sold at a low price to Mo Jingchen, and you still don't know it."

"Impossible, how could Jinghui sell his shares at a low price to that bastard? Impossible, you are lying to me, you must be lying to me." Mrs. Cha glared at Qiao Bosi, not believing that Mo Jinghui would do such a stupid thing.

"Can I lie to you about this?" Qiao Bosi raised his eyebrows and said, "Go check with the company's people, and you will know whether Mo Jinghui is still a shareholder of the company."

This loser has been like this all his life. She originally thought that as long as she didn't get divorced, she could still get a share of his wealth. She never expected that he would be so stupid as to give away his shares. He is really a loser as stupid as a pig.

Mrs. Cha was shocked. She shook her head and could not accept this fact at all: "Why did Jinghui do this?" She was preparing for him on the front line, but he was starting a fire in the backyard. How could she believe it?

Qiao Bosi's face slowly darkened, and he suppressed his anger and said, "For that bitch Xiaoyun, she signed a contract to sell herself. In order to redeem her, your love-brained son sold the shares of the Mo Group to Mo Jingchen at a low price."

Half of it could have belonged to her, but now it was benefited by a cheap woman who had plastic surgery. She really hated it.

"Redeem Xiaoyun?" Mrs. Cha remembered that Mo Jinghui once asked her for money, and she was angry that he did not make progress and did not give him money. Thinking of this, she could not help but tremble all over. If Mo Jinghui really sold the shares to Mo Jingchen, then now the Mo Group would belong entirely to Mo Jingchen alone.

"Mo Jinghui is such a loser, it must be that Mo Jingchen tricked him into selling his shares." Qiao Bosi fanned the flames. With how much Mrs. Cha hated Mo Jingchen, and now that she knew he had cheated Mo Jinghui of his shares, she would definitely go crazy. Then there would be something interesting to watch.

She spent a lot of money to hire someone to investigate the matter thoroughly. She hopes the outcome will not disappoint her.

Mrs. Cha clenched her fists tightly, then turned around and left quickly. If what Qiao Bosi said was true and Mo Jingchen had cheated Mo Jinghui of his shares, she would never let him go.

Qiao Bosi looked at her hurriedly leaving back, with a strange smile on his face: "Explode, I've been waiting for this day." When Madam Cha and Mo Jingchen fight to the death, she can reap the benefits.

She even saw a bright future for herself.

Xiaowei held Little Pea in her arms, left the house where Qiao Bosi lived, and came to the yard. She heaved a sigh of relief only after she was sure that her crying would not be heard inside.

She looked down at Little Pea, who still had a slight fever, and felt very sad: "Poor little miss, I thought your mother would treat you well after returning to the Mo family, but I didn't expect that she only wanted to use you as a pawn to fight for fame and fortune and attack her opponents. It's really pitiful."

Little Pea opened her little mouth and started coughing uncomfortably: "Cough... cough... cough..." Her cold was too serious. She had a low fever, a stuffy nose, and a cough. She was so uncomfortable that she could only cry.

The one who caused her to be like this was her own mother.

Xiaowei hugged her, her eyes turned red with grief. Anyone with a little conscience would not tolerate such a thing.

"Xiao Wei." Xiao Man helped Nan Xiang out to the yard for a walk. When she saw her coming with the child, she called her loudly.

Xiao Wei's heart trembled, and she slowly turned around with the child in her arms. When she saw them, the corners of her mouth moved, and she shouted in a hoarse voice, "Madam, the eldest young master."

Nan Xiang looked at Little Pea and saw that she was coughing, so she asked worriedly, "Xiao Wei, is Little Pea's illness not getting better yet? She's coughing a little badly."

Xiao Wei hugged Xiao Wandou and said distressedly: "She had a high fever last night, but it has subsided a lot now, but she still has a low fever and doesn't look very well. She keeps crying."

Nan Xiang said with concern: "Children can easily catch a cold. Now that the weather is cold, you have to be careful when taking care of her. Don't let her catch a cold again. Don't bathe her for the next few days."

Xiaowei nodded gently and said, "Madam Eldest Young Master, I know." If the Second Young Master could care more about his children instead of using her as a pawn to take revenge on his opponents, she would not have gotten sick at all.

Xiaoman walked over, squinted at Xiaowei, and said seriously: "Xiaowei, Qiao Bosi is not here, tell me honestly, how did Little Pea get sick? Xiaoli brought Qianfan that day and didn't touch Little Pea at all. Don't lie."

When Xiao Wei met her, she knew that Xiao Man would definitely ask about the truth of the matter. She showed a panic expression on her face, shook her head and said, "Xiao Man, don't ask anymore. No matter how many times you ask, the young lady got sick because she came into contact with the young master of the Huo family. Even if there was no direct contact, the virus can be spread through saliva."

"Xiao Wei, are you going to lie again? The young master of the Huo family is not sick at all. He is in good health. There are no germs on his body. How can he be contagious?" Seeing that she was still unwilling to tell the truth, Xiao Man was a little angry.

Nan Xiang also wanted to clarify this matter, and frowned and said, "Xiao Wei, you know better than any of us how Qiao Bosi treated Little Pea. Can you bear to watch Little Pea suffer at such a young age?"