C1 I'll Give You the Money You Want

"You're suffering from heavy regenerative anemia. If you don't have a suitable match, you might only have a year left to live."

Soong Siyin looked at the doctor in a daze and suddenly smiled.

It was really fate that made people mad!

Seven years ago, she was framed by the Tang's's eldest daughter, Tang Yao, for killing people on purpose. Under the Tang's Corporation's capital operation, she was on the chopping block. She was like a fish on the chopping block. There was no room for resistance at all.

The bright sunlight was a little dazzling. The pear flowers on both sides of the road were wantonly blooming. The wind blew and leisurely drifted onto Soong Siyin's hair.

The pale and thin fingers brushed off the pear flowers and Soong Siyin heavily stomped on it. The white flowers were immediately crushed into dust.

On what basis!

Tang Yao was the one who killed her but she was the one who staggered into prison.

She wanted to live a peaceful life, but the heavens would not let her go.

Since that was the case!

She would not let Tang Yao have a good life.

What she owed her would harm her. She had to pay with blood!

"Fu Jichen, I agree to your suggestion."

There were many people walking on the road, but Soong Siyin's voice was cold.

"You know what it means to call you," she said.

Soong Siyin's smile was almost cruel. The finger bone that held the phone also turned white because she used too much force. "What you want is the property of Fu Family, and what I want is revenge."

Fu Jichen came. Very quickly, Soong Siyin hung up the phone for more than ten minutes. The calm and reserved black Bentley stopped steadily at the hospital entrance.

Soong Siyin was expressionless. She opened the car door and sat in without hesitation.

"Have you really thought it through?"

Fu Jichen was sitting on the right side of the back seat. His posture was lazy. The delicate custom-made suit made him look tall and straight. He was slightly leaning to the side. His dark eyes fell on Soong Siyin's face, waiting for her answer.

"Are you doubting my determination or is there a better candidate?"

Soong Siyin pulled her lips and smiled contemptuously. Sure enough, she saw Fu Jichen's mouth slowly curled up. His hand, which was wearing a valuable watch, reached out towards her.

"No, Miss Soong, no one is more suitable than you. Let's have a happy cooperation."

Soong Siyin did not shake that hand. Her cold gaze fell on the scenery outside the window, which was quickly retreating.

...

"Are there any other women who can see? Is this how you guys try to fool me?"

The angry cold rebuke became even gloomier under the noise of the wine glass hitting the ground. The previously noisy private room immediately became so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

The boss lady of the Imperial Court of the Night Banquet waved her feather fan and walked in with a smile.

"Young Master Fu is not satisfied. Why aren't you guys getting out?" She took the opportunity to sit beside Fu Yanhsing. "Calm down," he said. "There is a new girl here today. She is still young. How about Young Master Fu give her a bud?"

As the lady boss spoke, she looked at Fu Yanhsing with a fawning gaze.

Fu Yanhsing pulled his tie impatiently. The cold look in his dark eyes faded. He impatiently ordered, "Bring her here!"

The door to the room was pushed open. The colorful neon lights immediately passed through the half-open door and landed on Soong Siyin at the door.

She was wearing a bright red dress, and her pair of long white legs were partially visible due to the high slit.

Soong Siyin slowly walked in and stood in front of Fu Yanhsing. She lifted her snow-white chin slightly, allowing her beautiful face to be seen clearly in Fu Yanhsing's eyes.

The handsome man leaning on the soft leather sofa narrowed his eyes and looked at Soong Siyin with probing eyes.

Unlike Fu Jichen's gentle appearance, the man in front of him had a wilful and arrogant manner with every move he made. He even gave birth to the Fu family's innate good looks.

Soong Siyin's fingers that were hanging by her side suddenly tightened. She fiercely pinched her palm, leaving a row of small crescent moons in the center of her palm.

Fu Yanhsing, how have you been?

Soong Siyin indifferently looked at the man in front of her who was so noble and overbearing, as if she was looking at the beginning of her own tragedy.

"Just her!"

Hearing Fu Yanhsing's order, the boss's wife kept winking at Soong Siyin, as if she had been granted amnesty, asking her to take good care of Mr. Fu.

Soon, a servant came over to clean up the table. The big room was filled with laughter and the sounds of sex could be heard.

"What's your name?"

Fu Yanhsing stuffed a glass of wine into Soong Siyin's hand and put his other hand around her waist. He asked very flippantly.

"My name is Soong Siyin."

He put away the hatred in his heart and a hint of pleasure flashed across his heart.

He really did not remember himself.

Fu Yanhsing smiled in satisfaction. He lifted her chin in a teasing manner. Those dark eyes immediately looked at him. It was as if he could not move his eyes away.

A beautiful woman. He, Fu Yanhsing, had seen many beautiful women, but for some reason, this woman called Soong Siyin gave him a different kind of feeling.

"Soong Siyin?" Fu Yanhsing repeated and looked at her face carefully.

For some reason, the woman in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Is this your first time coming to the royal court tonight?"

It was this kind of familiar feeling that tempted him to know more about the coquettish woman in front of him.

"My dad is sick. I need money." Soong Siyin's face was calm. She did not avoid Fu Yanhsing's gaze and looked back.

"I don't need money." Fu Yanhsing lifted her chin in disdain. "Be my lover. I will give you the money you want."

Soong Siyin lifted her eyelids. Her inky-black eyelashes drooped down like a crow's feather, covering the rolling hatred in her eyes.

Speaking of which, it was really funny. The man who sent people to kill her back then was now sitting in front of her arrogantly, asking if she was willing to be his lover.

"Director Fu thinks highly of me, Siyin is more than willing to do so." Soong Siyin gave a faint smile. Her alluring red lips curved into a graceful curve, making Fu Yanhsing's lips and teeth dry.

"Come, sit!" Fu Yanhsing raised his eyebrows and arrogantly spread his arms, waiting for Soong Siyin to throw herself into his arms.

Soong Siyin sat down as she wished. The man beside her was very cold. Even in the place where the lights were red and the lights were green, there was a faint coldness.

"Be lighter, it hurts!"

In the spacious and luxurious hotel suite, Soong Siyin was thrown into the soft bed by the man and pressed onto it.

Soong Siyin was not afraid at all. She lazily used her elbow to support herself on the bed sheet and lifted her upper body. Her misty eyes stared at the man who was full of desire in front of her without blinking.

"Soong Siyin, you are really a demoness..."

Fu Yanhsing released Soong Siyin's red lips and the color in his eyes darkened. A sleepiness that could not be ignored assaulted him, causing a calm and self-contained Fu Yanhsing to be momentarily dazed.

"Then are you ready to receive the Fey's revenge, Young Master Fu?"

Seeing the large bed beside her sink in unexpectedly, Soong Siyin licked her lips in satisfaction. Her gaze was sinister as she stared at the man who had fallen into a deep sleep under the effects of the medicinal strength.

The phone on the table lit up silently. The signature was 10086, but the content was from Fu Jichen.