C7 He Is Not a Bastard He Is

Time flowed on like a stream, every minute and every second a painful torment for Ann Qianxi who was outside the operation room.

She looked at the three words that had been flashing in the red light: During the operation, her fragile heart was trembling.

Dong'er, you must be alright! Mom only has you.

Chi Shaojun, who was standing at the side, looked at Ann Qianxi's anxious expression with a cold gaze. He could not help but feel infuriated in his heart.

Did she worry about the children of other men?

The anger in his heart burned fiercely. He took two steps forward and fiercely pinched her tender neck. "Ann Qianxi, do you care so much about this bastard?"

"Dong'er is not a bastard!" Ann Qianxi was almost suffocated by this sudden action, but she still stubbornly looked at Chi Shaojun with her bright eyes.

Dong'er wasn't a bastard, he was …

"It isn't?" Chi Shaojun sneered, his black eyes looked towards the operation room with a heavy gaze, "Then tell me, which wild man are you with?"

"Cough cough …" "Cough …" Let me go! "

Seeing Ann Qianxi's slightly flushed face, Chi Shaojun's hand gradually became weaker.

Ann Qianxi broke free from his shackles and leaned against the wall weakly, gasping for air like a dying fish.

However, she still raised her head and slowly said, "You want to know?"

"What do you think?" Chi Shaojun frowned. He didn't feel any guilt towards the pain Ann Qianxi's actions had brought.

After all, the pain she gave him was much deeper than this …

"I … won't … sue … sue … you!" Ann Qianxi spoke word by word, as if she was forcing the words out of her mouth.

Since seven years ago, she had hated this man.

Hearing that, Chi Shaojun sneered: "You reckless woman."

Then, he took out the document that Ann Qianxi had just signed and smashed it on her face.

"Take a good look at what you have signed! For the next thirty years, you will be my special life secretary. Without my permission, you won't even have the right to move about freely! "

His cold tone was like a snowflake in December, falling on Ann Qianxi's heart.

She slowly crouched down and picked up the document, her eyes glazed over it.

Party A: Ann Qianxi, ID number xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, from August 20, 2016, assume the post of special living assistant for Party B, responsible for the daily living of Party B, have the obligation to please Party B, without permission, cannot leave Party B without authorization, otherwise compensation of one hundred million yuan for breach of contract.

Party B: Chi Shaojun, identity number xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.

Her gaze traveled back and forth between the black words. As she looked at them, her eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Thirty years of special life assistant.

As intelligent as she was, she obviously understood what Chi Shaojun meant.

For Dong'er, she had no choice but to give up her dignity. However, in front of him, she no longer had any dignity to speak of …

Ann Qianxi held back her tears, raised her head and slowly pulled out a beautiful smile, "Director Chi, as long as you give us a high enough salary, we can live a good life together. Don't even mention becoming an assistant... "

After saying that, she stretched out her finger and caressed his strong chest. She pretended to smile seductively and said, "I am willing to do anything …"

As long as she gave the money and let Dong'er recover quickly, she would be willing to do anything.

Seeing the woman he loved become so sordid, Chi Shaojun's heart ached, but more importantly, it was filled with disdain.

He slapped Ann Qianxi's hand away as he looked at her delicate and pretty face with disdain. "Ann Qianxi, you are really despicable."

Ann Qianxi didn't take it seriously. She turned around and walked to the washroom in the hallway.

At this moment, the hospital was deserted. The washroom was empty. She looked at herself in the mirror, her face haggard and haggard. The smile that had frozen on her face was gone.

He squatted down, hugged himself, and began to cry.

The operation went on for an unknown period of time. When the red light finally turned green, Ann Qianxi felt dizzy and her back ached from the pain.

During this time, Chi Shaojun kept looking at her coldly and occasionally whispered something to his assistant.

Ann Qianxi didn't understand what he was thinking and naturally didn't want to understand either. What she cared about was Dong'er.

Seeing the closed door of the operation room open, she hurriedly went up to him and asked anxiously, "Dr. Xie, how is Dong'er?"

The latter nodded her head and said tiredly, "The operation was successful. I have applied the anesthetic." I'll have to stay in the ICU for a while to observe. "

Upon hearing the words "successful operation", Ann Qianxi's heart was finally at ease. She looked at the unconscious girl on the operating table with tears of excitement and gratification in her eyes.

After a brief conversation, Dong'er was sent to the ICU. Due to the prohibition of visiting, Ann Qianxi could only silently watch from the outside.

The person on the bed had been in a comatose state the entire time. She wore a giant breathing apparatus on her face, and her entire body was filled with tubes for various apparatus.

Dong'er, you will definitely get better...

Ann Qianxi leaned against the window lightly and looked at her child with a pained gaze. She was like a loving mother.

All of this was captured in the eyes of Chi Shaojun, who was not far away. Acid of jealousy was bubbling in his heart.

Why, how can a bastard get so much love from you?

His eyes were filled with coldness as he turned and left.

Outside, the sky gradually darkened. Ann Qianxi had been waiting at the ICU entrance quietly, waiting for her son to wake up. Unexpectedly, a phone call came in all of a sudden.

She glanced at the screen and picked up the phone. "Hello, Little Mi?"

"Qianxi, where are you now? Hurry back to the nightclub, Director Wang said that he wants to hear you sing a song. "

It was Mo Xiaomi's anxious voice on the other end of the phone.

Ann Qianxi looked at the sickbed in the ICU and hesitated, "I … I have something to take care of right now and am temporarily unable to leave. Help me apologize to Director Wang. "

"Qianxi, it's not like you don't know that Director Wang is generous with his money. Haven't you been short on money recently?" "Hurry up and come over!"

"No, I can't come here right now."

"Qianxi, don't be silly. Wang Zijian has always been a sinister and vicious person. The power behind him is not small." On the other end of the phone, Mo Xiaomi's heart was burning with anxiety. "He's not someone that we can afford to offend. It's better if you come quickly. He wants you or else he'll turn the club upside down!"

Ann Qianxi also knew what Mo Xiaomi said was the truth. She remembered a long time ago, Wang Zijian liked a dancer and wanted to have sex with her. However, when he was rejected, he became angry.

The screams from that day were endless, but because of his power and influence, this matter was left unsettled after he lost some money. The dancer heard that she later committed suicide due to depression.