C4 Misogyny

Yuan Yinghe looked away and said indifferently: "I'm sorry, Xia Zhu. "Although I sympathize with your plight, but I'm about to become White Peach's fiancé. In order to avoid suspicion, we don't need to contact each other anymore."

"But she wants my mother's life!" Lian Xia Zhu sternly said.

"Didn't White Peach give you a choice?" Yuan Ying said with a fake smile, "Boss Zhao is quite wealthy. If you are happy, maybe you will be doted on?"

"Alright, Ying He, don't waste time with her. Let's go upstairs." Before he left, she gave him a look of disdain.

As he stood alone in the large living room, his entire body felt ice-cold, as if it had fallen into an icehouse.

In the early morning, the bustling city A gradually became noisy, and everyone began their new day of life. Only Xia Zhu, who was like a walking corpse, was aimlessly pacing up and down the street with a dejected and desperate expression.

Thinking back on these 20 years, it was just like a joke.

Originally, Yuan Ying thought that they would be her future husband, but she didn't expect that he was only putting on a mask to flirt with her. Now that he was engaged to Rong Bai Tao, he abandoned her as though she was his enemy.

Who else could she choose to believe? Did he really want to become a chess piece in the hands of that loathsome, pot-bellied middle-aged man as a lover for commercial purposes?

If she allowed Xia Zhu to live, did she have to lower herself to the point of being lowly?

Beep, beep, beep.

Her cell phone kept ringing. If Xia Zhu didn't want to answer, the only people who would call her would be those few people. They would either be scolded by her father, or urged by Walnut. All of them were her talismans.

However, today, her phone vibrated crazily as if it was drugged. She raised her hand helplessly to look, but what appeared on the screen was an unfamiliar number.

Hesitantly, she picked it up and asked, "Hello, may I ask who this is?"

"Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Xia Zhu Rong?" The voice on the other end was gentle and polite, but very unfamiliar.

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

The man chuckled. and said, "I'm just an ordinary doctor, and I don't mean any harm. However, I know that Miss Rong really needs money right now. I have a business deal here, but I don't know if Miss Rong is interested? "

An hour later, he let Xia Zhu sit in a booth at the coffee shop. His entire body was tensed up as he pursed his lips to look at the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting across from him.

"Miss Rong, don't be so nervous, what I said was the truth. I'm just a doctor, not a bad guy. You can call me John. My Chinese name is Song. "

"Doctor Song," Rong Xia Zhu tried his best to straighten his back. "May I ask how did you find out that I needed the money? And what kind of business do you want to discuss with me? I won't do anything that goes against the law. "

"Miss Rong is also a cultured person who has been to school before. She has a lot of experience, so she should have heard that there is a disease in the world called misogyny." Dr. Song said happily.

"Misogyny?" Lian Xia Zhu said in astonishment, "Could it be that there really is someone who is ill with this disease?"

"The world is full of wonders, so Miss Rong need not be too surprised." "My patient needs Miss Rong's help. If Miss Rong agrees to cooperate in the treatment, the money won't be a problem for him."

Rong Xia Zhu breathed rapidly a few times and asked with difficulty, "Cooperate with the treatment …" "Does that mean I have close contact with him?"

"As a treatment method, it is unavoidable, so we also need Miss Rong to sign a confidentiality agreement. This agreement is of course beneficial to both of you." Dr. Song did not feel that he had brought up a shocking topic at all.

Dr. Song gave her a day to think, and a day later she had to make a decision.

At this time, a variety of messages came in urging her to go to the hospital and apologize to Boss Zhao. At this time, a variety of messages urging her to go to the hospital to apologize to Boss Zhao.

After staying in the hotel for a day and not coming home, throughout the entire night, Zhu Xia opened her eyes wide without the slightest trace of sleepiness. On the second day, her eyes were already bloodshot.

With trembling hands, she dialed the number and said hoarsely, "Dr. Song, I agree."