I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Hurry up and open the window to get some air, it really stinks."

"Yes, it has been so many days, and the young master is still the same. If this continues, I will resign directly."

Two maids were cleaning the bedroom.

"The young master doesn't eat every day and relies entirely on medicine to maintain his life. He poops a lot, and sometimes it's all over the bed. I...when I think of that disgusting scene, I lose my appetite for all three meals."

"I'm not the same. You are only responsible for cleaning the bed and the young master's body, but I also have to wash so many dirty clothes.

I didn't clean myself yesterday, so the eldest lady gave me a severe lesson and deducted my wages.

She just acted in front of the Ming family, as if she cared about the eldest young master. She never came here to see the young master even once in a day. "

Minglan stood at the door of the bathroom, listening closely to the complaints of the maid outside.

The maid looked at the shadow on the bathroom door, winked at the maid beside her, and continued: "Madam, they are anxious now, hoping that someone will come to the Shen family to propose marriage.

They wish they could marry a wife for the young master right away. As long as the young mistress can take care of the young master, they can be happy and free. "

"That's right, you don't know yet, right? I accidentally overheard a secret a few days ago."

"What secret?"

"I'm telling you, but you must not tell others. If madam and others knew that I was the one who spread the news, they would definitely fire me."

"Of course not..."

Minglan felt that the maid's voice was getting softer and softer. She wanted to hear what the so-called 'secret' was, so she carefully opened the bathroom door a crack.

"The eldest young master is not what the madam said. He has never woken up since he returned to the Shen family. The doctor has issued a diagnosis, and the eldest young master may have to spend his whole life in bed.

They are also commonly known as the living dead, who only rely on nutrient solution to survive, and everything else is unconscious. "

"Ah..." The maid covered her mouth with her hand in surprise. "No way? That's really the case. If Miss Minglan marries the young master, wouldn't it be over for the rest of her life?"

"Shh... keep your voice down. Who doesn't think about his son? He will definitely not tell outsiders about this kind of thing..."

With a "bang" sound, Minglan pushed the bathroom door open.

The two maids in the bedroom pretended to be afraid.

"Ms. Ming...Ms. Ming...aren't you downstairs?"

"Is what you two just said true?" Minglan asked coldly.

"No...no."

"Miss Ming, what are you talking about?"

The two maids pretended to be confused.

Ming Lan rushed over, grabbed the clothes on a maid's chest, and asked angrily: "Shen Haojin's condition can no longer be cured, and he will never wake up in the future.

He became a living dead? "

"Ming...Miss Ming, please don't talk nonsense..." The maid knelt down directly and begged: "Miss Ming, please don't tell Madam, I am the one who said this.

Please... otherwise, my job will be gone. "

"Yes, we just eavesdropped on the results the doctor told Madam. As for... whether it's true or not, we don't know."

Minglan looked at the two maids kneeling in front of her, they were so scared. If Shen Haojin's condition was false, how could Gong Qingqing and her family hide it from them?

They deliberately made Shen Haojin's condition less serious than it actually was. Just to trick her into marrying into the Shen family and stay a widow for the rest of her life, serving Shen Haojin, a living dead, right?

Ming Lan ran downstairs from Shen Haojin's bedroom.

In the living room, Ming's father and mother were still chatting enthusiastically with Shen Yaotian and the others.

The sound of high heels on the stairs echoed clearly in the living room, and everyone on the sofa looked at her as she came downstairs.

"Minglan, what's wrong with you?" Gong Qingqing didn't know the situation yet. She got up from the sofa and asked with a smile.

On the contrary, Shen Tingxuan crossed her legs, grabbed an apple on the plate, and gnawed it with interest.

"You..." Minglan stared at Gong Qingqing and Shen Yaotian, her face full of hateful anger. "Let me ask you, what disease does Shen Haojin have?"

Gong Qingqing looked at her husband Shen Yaotian opposite, and the smile on her face naturally disappeared.

"Why are you so crazy?" Ming's mother trotted up to Ming Lan and held her arm to persuade her.

"Answer me." Minglan shook off her mother's hand and questioned the Shen family.

"Mom, we can hide my brother's condition for a while, but how can we hide it for the rest of our lives? Sister Minglan will know about it sooner or later.

Furthermore, Sister Lan loves my brother so much. Even if she knew the true situation, she would definitely not abandon him. Shen Tingxuan raised her head, looked directly at Ming Lan, and said indifferently: "My brother is very ill."

Many doctors have visited him and concluded that...he will most likely not be able to wake up for the rest of his life, and is medically called a vegetative state. "

"What?" Ming's mother and Ming's father were so shocked that they exclaimed in unison.

Shen Yaotian naturally knew that Shen Haojin's situation was not what Tingxuan said. But looking at the expressions and attitudes of the three members of the Ming family, and thinking about the impassioned promises they made to him here just now, my heart suddenly felt cold.

But if you think about it from someone else's perspective, it's understandable that Ming's father and Ming's mother can't accept it.

But what about Minglan? She didn't keep saying that no matter what happened to Shen Haojin, she would never leave him. Do you still want to do your best to take care of him throughout his life?

The man was still lying on the bed, and they hadn't given up yet. She can't stand it anymore?

This kind of love is too contemptuous.

"Is that so?" Ming's mother stared at Gong Qingqing and asked.

"..." Gong Qingqing was too lazy to say more to them and just nodded her head.

"You...are you going too far? You know that your son is a living dead, do you still want to let Minglan marry into the Shen family and let my Minglan be a living widow?

If Minglan hadn't learned the truth and she really married into the Shen family, how would she have lived in the future? "Ming's mother turned her face in an instant, and was no longer as gentle and humble as before.

"Yeah, how can you hide such a big thing?" Ming's father also showed his true face.

"What do you mean? Just because my son is sick? Didn't all those things I just said count?" Gong Qingqing stopped giving them a good look and retorted unhappily.

"..." Shen Tingxuan was still sitting on the sofa, chewing the apple in her hand.

As for the people of the Ming family, she had seen their faces clearly as early as when Ming Lan paid to kill Bai Shan, suffered the consequences and was taken to the police station.