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Lucky Marriage: Bigshot's Pampered Wife

Chapter 18
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Chapter 18

Lin Lanfang was also frightened and cursed out loud, “Which son of a b*tch is behind this?”

As she spoke, she noticed the signature at the bottom of the card––Qin Zhen.

“Isn’t Qin Zhen a gangster? What are you doing messing around with him?”

Shen Ziqing’s face was filled with frustration. “Does it matter? I’m already infected with AIDS, and you’re still pursuing this. Are you really my biological mother?”

Lin Lanfang was so angry that her eyes turned red. She slapped her across the face, hating her with all her heart for failing to meet her expectations. “Bastard, how can you be so disappointing! Go pack up. I’ll send you abroad immediately.”

“I’m not going!”

“It’s not up to you. I’ll bring you back after a while.”

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With those words, Lin Lanfang turned around and went upstairs.

Shen Ziqing was holding a belly full of fire as she kicked the antique vase to the ground to vent.

At that moment, her phone vibrated, indicating that she had received a new message.

She tapped it open.

“Hehe, do you like the gift? Tonight at eight o’clock, Greenfield Bar. See you there.”

Shen Ziqing’s chest heaved up and down as she felt a chill run down her spine.

She had to escape!

…..

After buying a light ginseng chicken soup and packing it up, Gu Wan’an brought it to the hospital.

Gu Baiping was leaning against the bedpost and reading the newspaper. Hearing the footsteps, she looked up.

As soon as she saw Gu Wan’an, a smile appeared on her face. “You’re here.”

“Yes, Auntie. How are you feeling today? Do you feel better?” Gu Wan’an sat down beside the bed.

“Much better, Anan. I don’t want to stay in the hospital, I want to go home. Can you go through the discharge procedures?” Gu Baiping coughed lightly and pulled her hand over.

“No, you can’t leave the hospital.” Gu Wan’an refused mercilessly.

“You know our family’s financial situation. A kidney transplant is not a small sum. I don’t want to lose both my life and my money. Let’s go home. No need to treat me.”

Gu Wan’an clenched her fists. Her aunt’s words sounded so sad to her.

“Auntie, don’t worry about it. We have the money. Just focus on your treatment.” She looked up and said in a slow voice; “I went to Lin Lanfang and she agreed to pay for the medical expenses.”

“Really?” Gu Baiping didn’t believe it. “You’re not lying to me?”

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“Of course. She’ll come to the hospital to see you later.”

“Anan, I don’t want to use her money, and you shouldn’t have to bow down to her because of me.” Gu Baiping’s voice was soft, and her heart ached.

Back then, when her brother and Lin Lanfang divorced, the two of them fought to the death over the custody of Shen Ziqing, but neither wanted Gu Wan’an.

In the end, Lin Lanfang got custody of Shen Ziqing and remarried into the Shen family.

In the past ten years, she had not seen Gu Wan’an once, as if she had never had this daughter.

Anan had always been strong and stubborn and she didn’t want her to sacrifice her face to beg for help.

Gu Wan’an sighed and lied to comfort her. “It’s a waste not to use her money. Just return it to her in the future. Don’t think so much. Be good and open your mouth.”

Gu Baiping wanted to say something, but the spoon was already in front of her mouth, so she could only open her mouth to eat.

After only two spoonfuls, Lin Lanfang, wearing a dress and a Chanel bag, strode into the ward in an aristocratic manner.

As the smell of disinfectant entered her nose, Lin Lanfang felt disgusted.

They hadn’t seen each other for ten years, but they used to be sisters-in-law in the past. The scene was a little awkward.

Gu Baiping looked embarrassed. She opened her mouth and said, “Sit down. It’s been ten years, but you’re still as beautiful as ever. Anan, go get your mother a glass of water and peel an apple. ”

“She has hands. If she wants water, she can pour it herself.” Gu Wan’an sat there without moving. She didn’t even lift her eyelids as she spoke indifferently.