Dear President, take it easy

"Little girl Qiurong, calm down first and listen to me." Liang Yi continued to hold her face and said.

Qiu Rong lowered her eyes: "Say it, Brother Yi."

The two faced each other, Shen Zui frowned and looked at Qiu Rong with gloomy eyes.

Liang Yi glanced at Shen Zui, then hugged Qiu Rong in his arms, patted her on the back, and said: "Girl, in fact, the lord has liver cancer, which is already at an advanced stage, and he has been taking the new research of Dr. Hans. He is afraid that you will know how sad he is, and he wants you to be happy every second, so he doesn't let us tell you, and he doesn't let me take you back to England. Now, the situation of the lord is very bad Well, I'm afraid it will..."

Liang Yi's words are like a knife, piercing deeply into Qiu Rong's heart.

At this moment, Qiu Rong felt that all the blood in her body seemed to be gushing out, and she felt so powerless.

She really hurts.

Her father had already had advanced liver cancer, but she, a daughter, didn't know anything...

She was such a failure.

Seeing Qiurong crying sobbing, Liang Yi felt pain in his heart, he hugged her tightly and said: "Girl, don't do this."

"Brother Yi, Shen Zui, why didn't you tell me that my father asked you to hide it from me, so you just kept it from me? Are you doing this for my own good!" Qiu Rong pushed Shen Zui away violently, and continued to cry.

It's not for her good, it's not.

They always protect her self-righteously, but never ask her if she can accept their way of protection.

"You guys are so self-righteous!" Qiu Rong said while wiping away tears.

Now, she just wants the plane to go faster, and then faster, she just wants to see her seriously ill father soon.

When their plane arrived in London, England, the local weather was thick.

The whole world is shrouded in a layer of inextricable darkness, and there is not even a little wind, which makes people feel a little airtight.

Qiu Rong, who was about to collapse, walked to the door of Qiu Jingtian's bedroom with the support of coolness and intoxication.

"Master, master, wake up, wake up."

Standing at the door, she could clearly hear the anxious and panicked voices of several servants.

She wiped away her tears, then opened the door.

At this moment, Qiu Rong's heart seemed to be pulled up again by a pair of hands.

There was a burst of dizziness in front of her eyes, and the coolness helped her in time.

She pushed away the coolness, and tremblingly walked towards Qiu Jingtian's side, her center of gravity was unsteady, and she fell directly.

"Father, wake up, wake up. Get up and look at Qiurong, look at Qiurong, okay, I beg you, please open your eyes, okay?" Qiurong shook vigorously Qiu Jingtian's hand, tears blurred her vision.

Dr. Hans, stop rescuing...

Qiu Rong grabbed the doctor's trouser legs: "Doctor, please, save my father."

Hans let out a long sigh, his eyes were reddish: "Miss Qiurong, I have tried my best, please forgive me."

Qiu Rong let go of Dr. Hans' leg in despair, turned around, and continued to hold Qiu Jingtian's cold hand, looking at him who was as thin as a stick, his heart was like a knife.

She felt as if her whole world had collapsed.

"Dad, wake up, get up, look at Qiu Rong, I am your favorite Qiu Rong, Dad, if you are not here, what do you want Qiu Rong to do?"

The various scenes between Qiu Jingtian and Qiu Jingtian played back in front of her eyes again, tugging at her heart over and over again.

The coldness of Qiu Jingtian's palm penetrated into her heart bit by bit through her palm.

She felt as if she was dying.

Liang Yi took a big step forward in distress, tears kept rolling in her eyes.

He stretched out his long arms, tightly hugged Qiu Rong who was about to collapse, and said: "Girl, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I should have told you earlier, I shouldn't have helped the lord hide it from you."

"Brother Yi, I hate you, I hate you, because of you, I haven't even seen my father for the last time, I still have a lot of things I want to say to him, and I still have a lot of things I haven't done with him. "Qiu Rong beat the coolness over and over again, and shouted heart-piercingly over and over again.

At the end of the shout, her vocal cords seemed to be torn in half, and the smell of blood spread in her mouth.

Liang Yi let her beat herself, tightly wrapped her in her arms, without saying a word.

On the side, Shen Zui lowered his head, tears bursting out of his eyes unconsciously.

"Prepare for the funeral." Shen Zui said to the bodyguards.

Qiu Rong has been crying in Liang Yi's arms, and the cry is like a knife stabbing into Liang Yi's heart.

"I don't have a father anymore, and Qiurong doesn't have a father anymore." Qiurong murmured breathlessly, her nails deeply embedded in her flesh.

The feeling of nails digging into the flesh was extremely painful, but at this moment Qiurong couldn't feel it at all, because this pain had already been diluted by heartache.

Soon, two bodyguards carried Qiu Jingtian's prepared coffin and entered the door.

When the bodyguard Gu Qiang went to carry Qiu Jingtian's body, Qiu Rong stood up suddenly, and she lay directly on Qiu Jingtian's cold body, protecting him tightly: "I don't allow you to touch my father, and you don't want to touch me." My dad. You all go away!"

The bodyguard didn't know what to do for a while.

Liang Yi stepped forward, forcibly pulled Qiu Rong up, and hugged her tightly again: "Little girl, don't do this. Okay?"

The bodyguards immediately took the opportunity to step forward and directly lifted Qiu Jingtian's body.

"No...you let go of my father. Let me look at my father again!" Qiu Rong struggled desperately, but it was of no avail, Liang Yi kept pulling her tightly and hugging her.

"Ah!" she screamed, her teeth biting Liang Yi's arm mercilessly.

Liang Yi stared at her with her red eyes, letting her bite her continuously, but neither resisted nor let go.

Finally, Qiu Rong passed out from crying the moment Qiu Jingtian was carried out of the bedroom.

Liang Yi quickly supported her, then hugged her horizontally and left Qiu Jingtian's bedroom.

Three days later, Qiu Jingtian was buried in a luxurious cemetery in London, England.

This day, it has been drizzling.

Qiu Rong, Liang Yi, Shen Zui, and the senior officials of the imperial enterprise were all dressed in black and holding black umbrellas, standing quietly in front of Qiu Jingtian's tombstone, sadder than the sky.

Qiu Rong threw away the black umbrella in her hand, slowly knelt down in front of the tombstone, hugged the cold tombstone tightly, and put her face on the photo of Qiu Jingtian's remains.

The cold rain hit the body, it was a biting cold.

Liang Yi stepped forward and held an umbrella for her.

Qiu Rong didn't respond to Liang Yi, but hugged the tombstone hard, feeling guilty slowly in her heart.

She had been in China for so long, but she didn't even know to come back to see her father.

She always thought that she and her father still had a lot of time to spend together.

However, until now, she realized that she was really wrong.

Some things cannot wait, such as filial piety to relatives.

Many things will be missed while waiting.

She felt that she was extremely unfilial. Since the last time she returned to England, she had only called her father for so long.

Qiu Rong has been holding Qiu Jingtian's tombstone to repent for a long time.

Coolness really can't bear to watch it any longer.

He directly helped her up, and said: "Little girl Qiurong, the lord is looking at you in the sky, he definitely doesn't want to see you cry all the time, so don't cry anymore, okay?"

Qiurong leaned helplessly in Liangyi's arms, clutching Liangyi's shirt tightly, and said: "Brother Yi, I feel empty in my heart. Brother Yi, Qiurong really hurts, it hurts so much, it seems like every grain The cells are hurting."

Coolness caressed her hair, her eyes were red, and she comforted: "I understand, but the deceased is gone, Qiu Rong, we must mourn."

Qiu Rong nodded and didn't speak any more.

"Qiu Rong, although the lord is gone, I will definitely replace him and take good care of you." Liang Yi said again.

Qiu Rong still didn't speak.

At this moment, she is like a flower that is about to wither.

Liang Yi threw away the umbrella and hugged her horizontally: "Let's go. Let's go home."

At this moment, Qiu Rong had fallen into a deep sleep, and kept talking in sleep, "Dad, don't go" "Dad, Qiu Rong loves you, don't go."

The scalding heat in the palm made Liang Yi panic for a while.

She has a fever.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a private doctor in Qiu's family.

After telling the doctor the specific situation, he pressed hang up.

As soon as Liang Yi hung up the phone, Shen Zui pushed the door open and entered.

Holding Qiu Jingtian's will in his hand, he quickly entered the door.

"Yiye, this is the will of the lord. The lawyer will read the will soon. The will clearly states that 70.00% of the shares of the lord will be owned, of which 50.00% will be given to Qiurong, and the other 20.00% will be given to you. Moreover, the lord also specifically stated that the company Leave it to you to take care of it on behalf of Qiurong." Shen Zui said.

Liang Yi nodded and waved his hand at him: "Okay, I'm not in the mood to study these now. Also, the news that I will be in charge of the Imperial Group must be kept absolutely confidential. Also, warn the people inside the company to control themselves mouth, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Seeing this, Shen Zui immediately stepped forward and tested the temperature of Qiu Rong's forehead.

Hot and hot.

"She has a fever." Shen Zui said.

"Well, I've already called the doctor." Liang Yi said again.