"Su Wanqing, what are you doing?" Sirius was wearing a bright red evening dress. She had just returned from attending a high-society banquet. Her blond curly hair reached her waist. Although she was already in her forties, she looked
She is still like a charming young woman, exuding the charm that a mature woman should have.
"Lucifer!" Siris looked like a female animal protecting her cubs at the moment, with an angry and powerful look on her face. She pushed Su Wanqing away and held Luo Xichen in her arms, holding on to one hand.
She stroked his forehead and said, "Why are you sick again? Didn't the doctor tell you not to get emotional?!"
Su Wanqing was pushed so hard that her center of gravity became unstable and her body fell back involuntarily. Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quick hands, and happened to stretch out her strong arm and gently and deftly pick her up in his arms.
"Mommy..." Luo Xichen's lips slightly raised in a weak arc. He grasped Sirius's hand tightly, a trace of warmth flashed across his ice blue eyes, "I don't care about Wan Qing's affairs.
You promised me not to blame her."
"Don't blame her?" Sirius's eyes suddenly raised, "Ten years ago, you told me that you liked this girl very much, wanted to marry her, and wanted to break off the engagement with Mechelle. Did I ever object?
"
With Tuo's help, Su Wanqing stood still and looked at the furious mother intently. She cared about every word Sirius said.
Ever since she came to the Andrew family, it seems that she has not been very popular with the people here. They all treat Ming with respect, but they are not so optimistic about themselves.
At this moment, the exclusive doctor of the Andrew family rushed over carrying a medical kit and a dynamic ECG monitor.
The doctor gave Luo Xichen a dose of cardiotonic injection and a dose of diuretic. Within a few minutes, he stopped coughing and vomiting pink frothy phlegm.
Luo Xichen's body was carried to the bedroom, and everyone followed. But when Su Wanqing wanted to enter, she was stopped by Sirius with a sullen face.
"Miss Su, I think, as Lucifer's mother, we need to have a serious talk."
"Eh?" Su Wanqing's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and a not-so-good feeling came over her, "Okay."
"Let's go to the tea room and have a drink."
Siris walked in front and led Su Wanqing into a large tea room on the fourth floor of the castle. It had simple Renaissance decorations, exquisite silk flower porcelain cups, tracing golden textures, and roses floating inside.
The fresh fragrance and the slight astringency of orange peel.
Sitting directly opposite, Su Wanqing looked at the mature and shrewd woman in front of her. Her powerful aura gave people an almost breathless sense of oppression.
"Auntie, if you have anything to say, just say it." She was not good at beating around the bush, especially a sociable lady like Siris.
"Ms. Su, do you know why Lucifer has frequent angina pectoris and symptoms of mild heart weakness?"
Su Wanqing shook her head: "I don't know."
"Miss Su, after you and Lucifer had a private life and had children, you married another man. Your ex-husband once shot Lucifer in the heart, causing him to suffer from his current problems."
Su Wanqing's hand trembled, and the scented tea in the delicate porcelain cup splashed out. She raised her eyes in disbelief and looked at the slightly stern mother in front of her.