Chapter 1242: Keeping It for the New Year? (1)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

At that time, the head of the family was not around. The few masters of the Pei family were not around. Madam Du was not around. Pei Qingshen was not around either.

The servants were at a loss and did not know what to do, but Su Ji carried his mother back to the bed without saying a word and instructed the servants to boil water, get some towels, and open the windows to let the air circulate.

With a few crisp words, the servants who were like headless flies were all dispatched.

Aunt Wu looked at Madam lying on the bed. She bit her lips to stop her tears from falling. She had to calm herself down. She couldn’t cause trouble for the young miss.

At the bedside, Su Ji took Xu Mingzhi’s pulse.

A servant asked, “Third Madam, should we call the doctor?”

Su Ji remained silent.

Then, someone asked, “should we tell Third Master?”

Su Ji remained silent.

Aunt Wu dismissed those people and told them to do their own things. They should not stay here and disturb the young miss from taking her pulse.

Xu Mingzhi’s pulse was even weaker than yesterday, and it was rapidly deteriorating.

There were still two days left until the wedding, but Xu Mingzhi fainted.

What she asked Pei Huai that day lingered in Su Ji’s mind, and nothing could get rid of it.

“Why did you ask for the wedding to be brought forward? Are you afraid that she won’t be able to see her daughter’s wedding? Do you think she won’t even live until then?”

The last treasure needed for the ceremony would only be returned on the day of the wedding at the earliest. Su Ji’s hand, which was placed on the side of the bed, turned white from the force.

She knew that there was no medicine that could solve Xu Mingzhi’s current physical condition, but she still gave her the medicine.

She prepared it herself and asked Aunt Wu to help. Then, she fed it to the unconscious Xu Mingzhi.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west. For the entire day, Su Ji stayed by Xu Mingzhi’s bed and did not say a word.

The wedding rehearsal that she had arranged to attend had also been canceled, so she only stayed by Xu Mingzhi’s side.

That night, she did not return to her room. Uncle He said that Little Miss and Little Master were crying for their mommy, but Su Ji was still unmoved.

One night later.

The sun sunrise early in midsummer. At four in the morning, the foggy sun rose from the east. Xu Mingzhi felt as if she had slept for a century.

Her eyelids were so heavy that it felt like two stones had fallen from her eyes, and her brain was filled with lead. She only had one thought in her mind. She had yet to see her daughter’s wedding…

She pulled her hand out of the blanket and reached for the headboard. When she reached for the phone, her fingers lost their strength.

The phone fell to the ground with a thud. The girl who was sleeping on her blanket straightened up at the same time.

Su Ji and Xu Mingzhi looked at each other and were momentarily stunned.

Xu Mingzhi did it because she saw her daughter by her bedside, while Su Ji did it because she saw her mother finally waking up.

Su Ji’s nose immediately turned sour.

Xu Mingzhi held her daughter’s hand. She couldn’t bear to see her daughter cry.

Su Ji pursed her lips tightly and forced back her tears.

She heard her mother ask her weakly, “what’s the date today?”

Su Ji knew what she was worried about. “You’ve been unconscious all day. The wedding is tomorrow.”

Xu Mingzhi closed her eyes in relief.

She was too tired.

In this life, or in her previous life, even if she had been escorting for a month in a row, even if she had not slept for 48 consecutive hours after the company went public, she had never been so tired.

She really wanted to fall asleep just like that. If she wanted to hold on, she really needed a strong willpower that violated the laws of nature.

Su Ji leaned down and kissed her slightly trembling eyelids.

She opened her mouth, her voice soft but extremely solemn. “Wait for me for one more day. Just one more day.”

“Wait until the wedding is over.”

“If it really doesn’t work, I’ll let you go…”

Hot water droplets fell on the corner of Xu Mingzhi’s eyes, mixing with hers and sliding down his cheeks.

Xu Mingzhi’s lips trembled. Then, she pursed them tightly and loosened them again. She calmed herself down and could only say one word, “okay.”

She had to see her daughter’s wedding.

Otherwise, she could not die in peace…

In the morning, Wang Yi came to the Pei family’s house to deliver a USB drive. Inside was the video material that would be played at the wedding tomorrow.

Du Meilan asked Wang Yi’s friend to help her with the special effects.

Slavic opened the door for him. Wang Yi was very sensitive and felt that the atmosphere in the Pei family today was different from usual.

Slavic shook his head dejectedly when he asked what the reason was. “Madam Xu isn’t in a good state…”

Hearing this news, Wang Yi’s heart was heavy.

The arrival of new life was lively and passionate, but at the same time, some people were aging, like some kind of abnormal energy conservation.

Wang Yi didn’t know Bian Guanshi, so he could only think of a very old TV series, “Pawnshop No. 8”.