Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The two were discussing Nie Qixing's affairs.

"Dad, Qingru must have come back this time for Qixing."

"I know." Mr. Nie was lying on the bed in a very frail condition. It was obvious that he was already an octogenarian with silver hair all over his head.

Nie Tao said in a tone of resentment: "This kid from Qixing is so unsatisfactory! How could he get involved in that kind of business! Even the most incompetent branch of the family has no one involved in this kind of business, he... Alas! "

Mr. Nie was lying on the bed with his head propped up on pillows. He did not react at all to his indignant accusations and seemed to be deep in thought.

Nie Tao carefully tested his attitude: "Dad, many people in the family have objections when Qixing caused such an incident. Several elders in the family have approached me. Look at the matter of my successor in the future..."

Mr. Nie glanced at him and understood what he was thinking. He calmly did not give a clear answer: "I'll think about it again..."

at this time.

The door was pushed open from outside.

The two of them saw Nie Qingru walking in with disdain like a king.

The traces of time can be seen in her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, her face is cold, and her smile does not reach her eyes: "What do you want to consider? Let me also listen. Huh?"

When Nie Tao saw her, his face suddenly changed, and his expression quickly became fearful. He hid the disgust and fear in his eyes, and forced a smile to greet her: "Qingru, you're here."

Nie Qingru walked to Mrs. Nie's bedside. Without opening a word, Shadow silently moved a chair for her: "Queen."

Nie Qingru sat down slowly under the gaze of the two people. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were as fierce as an eagle watching its prey. He glanced at Nie Tao and Old Man Nie: "What are Dad and Brother talking about?"

Mr. Nie's expression became unnatural. He covered his lips with his hand and coughed: "I didn't say anything. When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived." Nie Qingru stretched out her hand to cover him with the quilt, her dark eyes stared at Old Man Nie's aging face like a will-o'-the-wisp, and suddenly said: "Those people outside don't remember how Qixing came here. Dad, don’t you still remember why Qixing came to this world?”

Her words were like a thunderclap, causing the expressions of the Nie family and his son to become extremely exciting.

Nie Tao was busy trying to smooth things over: "Qingru, why are you bringing this up again? Didn't we agree not to mention this for the sake of Qixing's growth?"

"I think you have forgotten." Nie Qingru retracted her hand.

Nie Tao laughed hurriedly: "No, how could we forget."

Nie Qixing's ghostly eyes swept across his face, inch by inch, like a warning and a threat: "Human memory is limited. Especially when a person gets old, his memory will become worse day by day, and sometimes it is inevitable that he will forget important things. For example... Qixing is the gift you begged me to give me."

"Ahem!" Mr. Nie coughed violently.

"Water." Nie Qingru Shi Shiran stretched out his hand.

Shadow immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to her hand.

Nie Qingru fed the old man Nie some water on the hospital bed, his actions were so gentle and filial, and he even held his back to help him.

But this scene felt like torture in Nie Tao's eyes, and he stood uneasily: "Qingru, why do you need to stimulate Dad? He is old and can't stand stimulation."

After Nie Qingru fed Mr. Nie water, he handed the empty cup to Shadow. He gently raised the pillow, put the old man back on the pillow, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.