Zhan Xiang saw his expression changing constantly and knew that the old fox was trying to make a wrong idea again. He frowned and urged in a cold voice, "Why don't you call a doctor quickly?!"
"Yes, yes..." Ji Guohua turned around with a smile.
He Lianting covered Yi Qingqing with a quilt, held her chin, turned on the special flashlight, and examined her face carefully.
The pink mark on the face is not traced on, nor is it a burn, nor is it an artificial mask, but is real, like a natural birthmark.
When I peeled back the sheets, there was no bloody fox head tattoo on my skin.
He Lian Ting frowned. He had seen Yi Qingqing when she was five years old. Her face was as delicate as a doll. Excluding everything, where did the mark on this half of her face come from?
That night, he clearly saw a fox head appearing near her heart.
Yi Qingqing's mother, Yi Yaxian, comes from a foreign country and her family background is very mysterious. Could it be that there is a secret that he has not found out?
A gust of cold wind blew, and He Lianting quickly covered Yi Qingqing with a quilt, walked to the window, and closed the wide open window.
Rapid footsteps came from far away, and Ji Guohua trotted over with the family doctor.
When the doctor saw He Lianting, he bent over in fear, "Master Ting..."
Helian Ting adjusted his cloak slightly and walked past the two of them expressionlessly.
Zhan Xiang said with a cold face, "Please be sure to check Miss Third carefully. If you dare to make any mistakes, hum!"
After saying that, he took a big step forward.
Watching the large group of people leaving, Ji Guohua chased after him, "Master Ting, tea has been prepared downstairs..."
The doctor looked confused.
What's happening here?
When the sound of a car starting came from downstairs, Yi Qingqing, who had her eyes closed, opened her eyes in an instant.
As expected, Helian Ting's purpose of coming this time was not simple.
Her behavior that night aroused his suspicion.
Six years have passed, and the changes between the 13-year-old her and the 19-year-old her are so great that even Ling Shaochen, who grew up with them, cannot be recognized, let alone He Lian Ting, who has never been in a movie.
Furthermore, the Ling family is now the leader of perfumers, and the former glory of the Ji family and her have all been forgotten.
I felt dizzy and couldn't stand upright for a while, so it was okay to avoid him being entangled.
But, what is the purpose of his deliberately showing concern?
Hearing footsteps outside the door, Yi Qingqing quickly closed her eyes.
"Sir, the third lady is just in poor health and has hypoglycemia. These days, everyone is too busy to take care of her. I am afraid that she may have fainted from hunger due to being too frightened and not eating for several days."
"I'm very busy these days and won't be back. Master Ting seems to be somewhat interested in her, so be careful not to let her die."
Although Ji Guohua hopes that Yi Qingqing will die of illness, at the moment, it seems that he still has some use value, and he will be allowed to live for a few more days for the time being.
Once your true identity is exposed, you must die!
Hearing this, Yi Qingqing sneered in her heart. Sure enough, Ji Guohua was Ji Guohua, and interests always came first.
Open your eyes at the right time, "I feel so uncomfortable, so hungry..."
Ji Guohua immediately changed his face, took the medicine and water glass from the servant's hands, walked over and said with great concern, "You're so naughty. You didn't even say you were sick. Come on, take medicine."
At the same time, he ordered his servants: "Hurry up and prepare delicious food for the lady. Also, tailor a few new sets of clothes, install air conditioning, and serve her well. Don't neglect her!"
Yi Qingqing picked up the medicine and put it in her mouth. He Lian Ting's reputation was extremely high. It seemed that he would live the life of a wealthy lady from now on!
