C1 You're scared

The crystal chandelier reflected an enchanting light on the shiny floor, causing Ye Wanqing's eyes to hurt.

Shifting his gaze, Ye Wanqing saw that he was only wearing his pajamas on the window.

Eighteen years old. This was a young body that had just matured and still had a hint of youth, but she used it to make a cheap transaction.

With his hair dripping with water, Ye Wanqing was in no mood to care about her. In his mind, he recalled the scene 3 months ago when he brought home his university admission notice, only to find his mother unconscious on the ground.

The physician is diagnosed with acute leukemia and surgery must be performed as soon as possible, otherwise...

Ye Wanqing refused to listen to and even refused to think about that kind of outcome.

She wanted to perform surgery on her mother, but the prerequisite for doing so was money.

She couldn't even afford the current cost of chemotherapy, much less a million RMB.

She had sworn that she would never ask the Ye Family for a single cent. She might even have borrowed any place she could. For her mother's sake, she knelt outside the Ye Family's gate for a whole day and night.

Ye Wanqing never knew that one day and one night could last so long, long to the point where one could go from hope to despair, from fresh to walking dead, even their heart had been frozen.

Fortunately, at her most desperate moment, such a sky-high opportunity to impregnate appeared before her.

As long as the child was pregnant, the first payment would be 1 million, giving birth to 5 million. If the child was given birth to a boy, the reward would be 10 million.

With such a generous reward, Ye Wanqing agreed without hesitation.

It was just having a child. In the end, wasn't she the one who profited?

Ye Wanqing asked from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to laugh, but his vision was blurred by tears.

Just as he was lost in thought, footsteps came from outside the door. Ye Wanqing's body stiffened, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging into his palms without him knowing.

The door opened the next moment. Through the window, Ye Wanqing saw a man wearing a silver mask walk in.

Raising his head slightly, Ye Wanqing could only see his chin. He was wearing an expensive suit, and the mask was very good against his face, revealing only his perfectly curved chin and thin, cold lips.

This was the employer? He looked surprisingly younger than she had expected.

As the man walked closer, Ye Wanqing's body tensed up more and more until his firm chest touched her back. Then, his anxious and flustered heart suddenly calmed down.

This was her only choice, and there was no way out.

The man lowered his head, his chin touching her neck, his skin sticking to her, as though someone had placed a hot iron on Ye Wanqing's heart, causing a sizzling sound.

The man's hand followed the bathrobe and entered, causing Ye Wanqing's shoulder to shake a bit.

"Are you afraid?"

The man's hoarse and sexy voice sounded beside his ears. When he spoke, the hot air rushed into his ears and an electric current flowed from his head to the bottom of his feet. Ye Wanqing felt his entire body going numb.

"No, no, I'm just not used to it."

Ye Wanqing bit the tip of his tongue, trying his best to sound calm.

"Not used to it?"

the man asked softly, his hand moving up her waist and covering her left breast.

Suppressing the scream in his throat, Ye Wanqing heard the man's teasing voice, "I like honest girls, your heartbeat tells me you're scared."

After the man finished speaking, he retracted his five fingers and gave Ye Wanqing a nasty pinch, causing Ye Wanqing's face to immediately turn deathly white.

She reached for the man's hand and turned to meet his eyes.

"Isn't it artificial insemination?"