Chapter 4 — White Petaled Cat Flower To Mom

He forgot to look to see who was calling. The vague worry in the bottom of his heart immediately disappeared, leaving only the feeling of disgust that he was indeed thinking too much. He conveniently answered the phone: "Khuong Dao, you finally couldn't help but come looking for me, what do you want to do?" The assistant's panicked male voice came from the other end of the line: "General Manager Co, it's me! It's not over, little miss is nowhere to be found! The phone was left in the hospital room, we checked the camera, little miss left the hospital alone since morning." "What?" Co Yen stood up. But in just two short seconds, his eyebrows frowned, then he sat down heavily on the chair again: "It must be Khuong Dao's trick again. At worst, he intentionally let her run away, forcing me to take the initiative to find her. No need to worry." "She wants to hold my hand, she still has to be in the hospital for treatment, sooner or later she will obediently bring her back to find me." After speaking, he directly hung up the phone. But the panic in my heart could not be suppressed no matter what. All day long. He sat in front of his desk, his eyes occasionally falling on the phone, refreshing it over and over again, but still couldn't wait for Khuong Dao's message. It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that the phone finally rang with an unfamiliar number. The heart that hung high all day suddenly fell down. Co Yen's face was cold. As soon as she answered the phone, she scolded angrily: "Khuong Dao, are you sick? My child is seriously ill, you intentionally let him leave the hospital to torture himself, just so that now you can plot against me? How can your heart be so cruel!" The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds. Then came a few unfamiliar voices, hesitant and confused: "Excuse me, is it Mr. Co Yen? Is he Khuong Tieu Ngu's father, Tieu Bao's father? Are we calling by mistake?" "Listening to this tone, why does it sound like there's a grudge? Don't say it's a mistake." "It's probably not mistaken. Just now he said the name Khuong Dao, he definitely knows Tieu Bao's mother." … On the other end of the line came the sound of noisy chatter. Co Yen was immediately stunned. This is not Khuong Dao's voice. He immediately withdrew his aggression and calmly opened his mouth: "I am Khuong Tieu Bao's father. Who are you? What happened? Where is Khuong Dao?" The other end of the phone was quiet, the voice carrying a strong sense of helplessness: "You are Tieu Bao's father and you don't know anything?" "If it weren't for us hearing Tieu Bao say he had a father, and then finding his number in Mrs. Khuong's phone, these past few years we would have thought he was gone." "Tieu Bao returned to her rented house alone and cried all day! If it weren't for us neighbors hearing, how could her heart bear it?" Co Yen suppressed the strange feeling that flashed in her heart, smiled coldly and asked again: "He's crying? So Khuong Dao is standing next to watch? His grandmother can't bear to do that, so why come to me now?" As soon as these words were uttered, the neighbor's voice suddenly rose: "What nonsense are you talking about? Khuong Dao passed away two years ago, her grandmother also jumped off the building a few days ago and committed suicide, don't you know?" "What?" Co Yen's whole body stiffened, she only felt extremely confused: "Khuong Dao is dead? Khuong's aunt is also gone? What are you kidding?" “Who makes fun of a dead person!” The neighbor was full of anger, his voice both helpless and heartbroken: "Who would make fun of this kind of thing! Mr. Co, a father like you is too irresponsible. Poor Mrs. Khuong, because she wanted to collect money for her granddaughter's medical treatment, she chose to commit suicide. But the insurance policy was a year overdue, she was illiterate, didn't know about this, just lost her life unjustly, leaving behind this baby, sigh..." "Well, if you don't want to worry about Tieu Bao, Some of our neighbors will help her contact the rescue center. It's just that at that time, you need to come and sign and give up her custody rights." Give up custody rights? This sentence hit Co Yen's heart hard. He immediately stood up in panic, his voice carrying an unprecedented urgency: "I didn't say I would give up on her! Wait everyone, I'll be right there!" But right now, in an old rented house. I sit t

wandering around an empty room, crying all day. So tired that I can't even lift my eyelids. I don't know when, I fell asleep. I'm so tired. I miss my mother very much, and I also miss my grandmother very much. 7 I was startled awake by a loud "bang" outside the door. When I opened my eyes, I immediately saw my father stumbling in. The neighbors in the house heard the commotion and all stood up: "You are Mr. Co, right? We were calling you." I rubbed my eyes and looked at my father who suddenly appeared: "Dad?" Dad raised his eyes to look at me, his body kept shaking slightly: "Why is she... Tieu Bao, where is your mother?" I pointed behind him: "Mom is there." Dad turned around and looked over. The moment he clearly saw the black and white photo on the wall, his legs felt weak, and his whole body almost knelt to the ground. He muttered to himself, his voice full of collapse and disbelief: "How is this possible?"