Her Unscrupulous CEO

"I'm just asking." Tang Siyu frowned at Qiu Lin.

Qiu Lin's face is even more ugly because of her guilty heart. "Tang Siyu, no matter how you don't like me, don't argue with me. If you care about your father, care about your father! Don't talk about me."

With that, Qiu Lin hummed and left. Tang Siyu stood in situ and meditated for a few seconds. Qiu Lin overreacted.

After a while, Tang Siyu asked the company for Lao Xu's phone. She directly dialed it. Lao Xu said everything that happened yesterday afternoon. Tang Siyu was most shocked, "you said Qiu Lin was also in the hospital?"

"Yes! Madam was also in the hospital. She arrived first. We saw her car in the parking lot."

"What is she doing in the hospital?"

"She said to check. At that time, I was answering the phone and turned around and saw her."

"OK! Thank you, Uncle Xu."

"How's president Tang?"

"My father hasn't woken up yet." Tang Siyu sighed.

Back in the ward, Tang Siyu guarded Tang Xiong. She looked at her father's thin face. Her tears fell silently several times. At this time, a paper towel was handed over.

Tang Siyu looked up at Xing liehan standing behind her. She took the paper towel and resisted her tears. At the moment, she really didn't know what else to do for her father.

Li De's people are also coming for regular inspection. However, Li De is not worried. Tang Xiong only has one last breath. He will leave the world either tonight or tomorrow.

Tang Siyu accompanied Tang Xiong until 8 p.m., but she couldn't eat anything. Xing liehan accompanied her. He didn't leave, let alone go to dinner.

Mufei left first. He knew that he couldn't do anything with Xing liehan here.

At about eight o'clock, Tang Xiong suddenly fell asleep and his body twitched violently, which startled Qiu Lin's mother and daughter. Tang Siyu shouted happily behind him, "call the doctor quickly."

At the moment, there was only Xing liehan in the room. Xing liehan immediately opened the door and ran to Li De's office.

Tang Siyu felt that her father had difficulty breathing, and her heart was worse than anything.

"Dad... Dad... How are you? What's wrong with you?" Tang Siyu burst into tears. At this time, Tang Xiong, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were relaxed. After he saw the three faces in front of him, he raised his hand with the last trace of strength and pointed his finger at Qiu Lin... He seemed to want to

What to say, but he only made a difficult "er... Er...". Tang Siyu was so distressed that she was about to cry. Her eyes looked at her father's hand. His father's finger pointed to Qiu Lin... he seemed to be eager to say something to Qiu Lin, but his eyes widened, as if there was some strong resentment in his eyes

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Qiu Lin was flustered by Tang Xiong's finger and his resentful eyes. She took Tang Xiong's hand and said, "don't talk, old Tang, I know what you want to say, don't say... I know."

Tang Siyu looked at his father's expression and found that after Qiu Lin said that, his father's eyes showed more resentment, as if he was very angry

Tang Siyu looks at Qiu Lin and sees that Qiu Lin's expression is not grief, but panic. Tang Siyu's heartstrings pull hard. What does his father want to say? What did Qiu Lin do to her father?

However, Tang Siyu heard Tang Yiyi scream, "ah... Dad is out of breath..."

Tang Siyu quickly looked at his father and saw that Tang Xiong's eyes were still staring big, but his hands fell heavily on the quilt, and his expression was still dead at the last moment.

Tang Siyu's head blew blank. At the moment, the strongest grief grabbed her. She suddenly knelt in front of the bed, with tears flowing, and shouted, "Dad... Dad..."

When Xing liehan opened the door and came in, he was followed by Li De and his doctors. However, what they saw was only the most sad scene in the room.

Tang Xiong died.

Xing liehan's handsome face also flashed strong pain. He looked at Tang Siyu, who was kneeling on the ground crying and calling. He came to her, squatted gently on her side, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder and comforted her silently.

"Old Tang, why did you leave? Why did you leave me like this? You are too cruel, you are too cruel... Leave my son's widowed mother's life!" Qiu Lin also lay on Tang Xiong's quilt, crying heartbroken.

Tang Yiyi finally understood that her father had left and would never be in the world. She also sobbed.

Li De came and saw Tang Xiong's face unwilling to die. His heart still trembled. After reaching out to explore his nose, he closed Tang Xiong's eyes.

He thought that this matter was seamless. No one would find out about him and Qiu Lin in his life. On the contrary, he looked at Qiu Lin and a thought surged into his heart. In the future, he and Qiu Lin could be upright and bright together.

Her husband died anyway. The crying in the room didn't stop for a moment, and Tang Siyu was even more devastated. When she looked at her father's face again, she saw her father's stiff expression, her tightly clenched teeth and her tearful eyes, emitting a touch of resentment and staring at her father

Face Qiu Lin.

She knows that she has a strong sadness. Is her father's death related to Qiu Lin?

There was definitely a reason for his father's last finger. In his relaxed eyes, he could clearly see his anger. What stimulated him when his father fainted?

She must find out. She must know why her father was stimulated.

"Madam Tang, Miss Tang, Miss Tang Er, I'm sorry. By the way, the most important thing now is to arrange the affairs of relatives. It's normal to die old and die. We still have to choose to face it." Li De said.

Tang Siyu shook her head. She didn't want to leave her father. "I don't... I don't want to leave my father."

"However, the patient has died. We still need to move him to the binyi hall. We can't let him in the hospital!"

"Even though the man has gone, let him go!" Qiu Lin said, holding Tang Xiong's stiff hand. "Old Tang, I will handle your affairs well. Go at ease!"

In grief, Tang Siyu looks at Qiu Lin and finds that Qiu Lin has only a few tears. Her expression is as fake as ever.

She was so familiar with her fake expression that she didn't expect that she could play it at the last moment when her father left. How cruel was she? She looked at her father. She felt that her father definitely wanted to say something before he died. Tang Siyu clenched her fist tightly. She would never let her father die indistinctly.