Chapter 950

It turned out that Harris came back to Tongcheng to take Shen Qingqing, but Shen Qingqing refused without thinking.

But Harris knew that he was sorry for Shen Qingqing, so he begged Shen Qingqing to go back to London with him to introduce her to the family at the Harris family party, and let everyone know her by the way, so that she could take over the Harris family in the future.

But Shen Qingqing refused to go back because she didn't enter the oil and salt.

When ou Qing arrived, Harris sat on the sofa with a very ugly face.

Shen Qingqing, who was standing aside, was not much better. Her face was pale, but her eyes were cold.

"Uncle Harris, what's the matter with you?" Ou Qing came to Harris in three or two steps. He saw Harris's hand tightly covering the position of his heart, and his eyebrows were screwed together.

Harris looks good on the surface, but his heart has always been bad.

He lived in the family struggle all his life, so he looked beautiful, but he was under great pressure. Harris suffered from serious heart disease at that time.

"I'm fine." Harris shook his head, looked at Shen Qingqing again, and said in a warm voice, "Qing Qing, I know you don't want to recognize me as a father, and I never expected that you would call me" father "in your lifetime. I just want you to give me a chance to make up for what I owe you for so many years. You should give me a charity to make me feel better. I won't have the face to see your mother when I die. I can't explain to her 。”

Shen Qingqing laughed mockingly. There was still no change on his face. It was still cold.

But she really didn't know that Harris had a heart attack at the moment, and Harris didn't say.

"Owe? Count Harris, I said, I don't need your compensation, because if I accept your kindness, my heart won't feel good. You owe my mother and make her unhappy all her life. I'm not qualified to forgive you on behalf of my mother. If you have to forgive, go to my mother and ask her to forgive you." She reached for her bag and saw Ou Qing. She already wanted to leave. "Count Harris, what should be said, I have said, we don't need to meet again in the future. Please don't come to me again, OK? It's your last tenderness to me."

Seeing Harris turn pale, his heart couldn't bear to be stimulated by Shen Qingqing's words.

On one side, Ou Qing couldn't see it anymore. He said in a deep voice, "Qing Qing, stop talking. Uncle Harris has a heart attack. Take him to the hospital as soon as possible."

Shen Qingqing was in a daze. She looked a little trance. Looking at Harris's pain, she was also a little flustered.

And her hesitation made Ou Qing a little angry.

Uncle Harris did make mistakes, but even if he made more mistakes, uncle Harris was her father after all. How could she die?

Did she really want uncle Harris to die in front of her to avenge her mother?

"Qing, pour me a glass of water." Harris lowered his voice and reached into his pocket to get the medicine.

Ou Qing knows his habit. His medicine has always been in his pocket.

Ou Qing lowered her head and took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, but did not open it. Instead, she clenched it in the palm of her hand and looked up at Shen Qingqing not far away.