Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

If there is training the day after tomorrow, Gong Li will have to go to the imperial capital tomorrow at the latest.

Gong Yi was especially excited when he thought that Gong Li was coming to the imperial capital.

Gong Li smiled and didn't hide it from him.

"I have arrived in the imperial capital today."

"really?"

Gong Yi's pupils burst into joy.

"Yes."

Gong Li glanced at the night outside, "I'll go find you some other day."

"Yeah."

Gong Yi did not forget to remind her: "Sister Gong Li, you must come to me."

He was very afraid that Gongli would not look for him.

"Well, definitely."

Only then did Gong Yi feel relieved.

He happily opened the door and went downstairs to eat, and the joy overflowing all over his body could be felt by the people around him.

The housekeeper joked with a smile, "What happy things have happened to the young master?"

Gong Yi glanced at the butler, thinking that he was wearing a pair of trousers with his grandfather, turned his face away, "Secret it."

The butler laughed and didn't ask any further questions.

Gong Yi sat down in the dining room.

He was the only one in the big restaurant, and he asked in surprise, "Where's grandpa? Why didn't he come down to eat?"

The old housekeeper said: "The master said he was not feeling well, let the young master eat first."

Gong Yi frowned beautifully: "Is grandpa sick? Why don't you always eat recently?"

Gong Yi hasn't eaten at the same table with Mr. Gong for a long time.

In the past, Mr. Gong was afraid that he would be alone, so he rushed back from the company to eat with him as much as possible.

The housekeeper said: "The master has some stomach problems, but it's not a serious problem. Don't worry, the young master."

How could Gong Yi not be worried?

If Mr. Gong wasn't in a very serious condition, how could he miss dinner?

Grandpa is his only relative now.

Gong Yi ate something casually, and took a bowl of millet porridge to nourish the stomach, and went to the room of the old man.

knock --

"Please come in."

Gong Yi pushed open the door, and Mr. Gong was sitting behind the desk working.

When he saw the figure of the little guy, surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes, "Xiaoyi, why are you here?"

"The housekeeper said you had an upset stomach, so I asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of millet porridge."

Gong Yi put the millet porridge at the hand of Old Man Gong, glanced at the mountains of documents in front of him, frowned and said disapprovingly: "Grandpa, since you are not feeling well, you should take a good rest and stop busy with work."

"No problem."

If he stops now, he won't be able to help Gong Yi stabilize the company.

Mr. Gong said it was fine, but Gong Yi clearly noticed that Mr. Gong's complexion was gloomy and somewhat sick.

"But……"

The old man Gong interrupted him in a gentle voice, "Xiaoyi, I know my body well, it will be fine, don't worry."

Grandpa Gong looked at Gong Yi's worried face, and stretched out his big hand to stroke his hair, "If you really love Grandpa, try to make yourself stronger, and help me share the company's affairs as soon as possible."

"I will."

For the first time, Gong Yi responded to Mr. Gong's willingness to take over the Gong Group.

Mr. Gong smiled with satisfaction.

With his words, he will stabilize the company even if he fights his old life.

"It's getting late, go back to your room and rest."

"Grandpa drank this bowl of porridge."

"I will."

Mr. Gong watched Gong Yi leave.

Gong Yi walked to the door, looked back at Mr. Gong, he smiled and waved, "Go back to your room."

Gong Yi left, and the light in the old man's eyes dimmed.

He looked at the millet porridge on the side, thought for a while, put down the document, and took a few bites.

As soon as the millet porridge swallowed his throat, he coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing this, the butler pushed the door open and entered.

He quickly walked up to Mr. Gong and patted his back lightly, "Master, are you alright?"

Gong Lao shook his head, "It's fine."

He took off the handkerchief covering his mouth, and there was a dazzling bloodstain on it.

The butler's pupils constricted suddenly, "Master, do you want me to call the family doctor?"

Gong Lao raised his hand, signaling him to keep quiet.

"It's just a little blood, don't make a fuss."

If the housekeeper called the family doctor over, it would definitely alarm other people.

If they found out that he was ill, they would definitely take advantage of his weakness to disadvantage Gong Yi.

Mr. Gong didn't want to see such a situation.

"But your situation has been going on for several days."

"Old problem, just take some medicine."

Mr. Gong took out a small white medicine bottle from the drawer, poured out two pills, and swallowed them without changing expression.

"I'm fine, you go out."

The housekeeper gave Gong Lao a worried look, and left helplessly.

The study door was closed, and Mr. Gong sank into the seat as if he had lost all his strength.

He wasn't sure how much longer he could last.

No matter what, he will help Gong Yi arrange everything.

……

next day

Gong Li received a message from Tang Congwen.

"Girl Gong, you are welcome to join the Music Association to study."

Gong Li corrected him, "I'm just studying there temporarily."

In at most three months, she will leave the music association and the imperial capital.

"I know that during this time, if you encounter any difficulties there, you can come to me for any troubles."

"thank you for your kindness."

Tang Congwen knew that Gong Li would not look for him.

She is a strong and independent girl.

Tang Congwen hung up the phone amid Gongli's impatience.

Seeing the teacher's sad face, Wang Ying took the initiative to ask Ying, "Teacher, I have applied for the spot of training teacher for the International Piano Competition."

Tang Congwen shook his head, "The training class is for children from ordinary families, Gong Li will not study in the association."

"In order to be fair and just in this international piano competition, all contestants must practice in the association."

Even if Gong Li doesn't like the piano of the association, she will sit until the end of get out of class even if she just sits.

Tang Congwen said: "Don't force her."

Wang Ying shook her head helplessly.

Gong Li is not yet Tang Congwen's student, so he is so conniving, if he becomes his student, can't he spoil her?

But Gong Li does have that capital.

Wang Ying sent a message to Gong Li.

After seeing it, Gong Li put down the phone.

In her opinion, no matter what efforts Wang Ying and Tang Congwen made, it was useless in her eyes.

Because she won't join the Music Association.

Gong Li went to bed early, and walked to the registration office the next day.

She handed her ID card to the staff, and the other party glanced at it and told Gong Li, "You study in classroom one."

Another staff member told Gongli the route.

Gong Li saw a familiar figure in the corridor.

The other party happened to see her, and walked over with high-heeled shoes.

She looked down at Gong Li condescendingly, and sneered, "Gong Li, I didn't expect you to enter the Music Association. I really underestimated you."

Gong Li smiled: "I've long been used to your being arrogant, it's normal if you can't guess."