Was all this her fault? She asked herself. Yes, everything was her fault. If at first she hadn’t lost her composure, hadn’t tried to stand up for her mother, hadn’t compared DNA, hadn’t leaked to the weekly magazine, but instead accepted the large debt and obediently paid it off, none of this ugly situation would have happened.
But doing that might have meant she would never have a chance to be with Wei Zhenghai…
Xiao Chu buried her face. She couldn’t imagine what her situation would be if they had never fallen in love.
She would probably be very lonely, living like a walking corpse.
Wei Zhenghai gently patted her back, softly comforting: “Don’t mind him, let him be. I’ll handle it.”
At this moment, the phone rang. He kissed Xiao Chu and then got up to answer.
“Okay, transfer it to me…” His face darkened, he was silent for a moment, then coldly said: “Go eat shit!” He hung up the phone with great force, revealing his anger.
Xiao Chu looked up. “Who called?”
“Wrong number,” he shrugged, but his eyes concealed a gloomy look.
She had lived here and never received a wrong call, showing how private his home phone number was.
“This is the first time I’ve heard you curse,” she stared at him, already knowing the answer. “Who called?”
He paused before quietly saying a name: “Wang Youxiang.”
“What did he say?” Xiao Chu’s anger blazed again, knowing he had rushed out of the press conference to call him, surely discussing nothing good.
Wei Zhenghai tightened his jaw and turned away. “You don’t need to know. This is a man’s matter.”
“This is my matter,” she stood up, unable to tolerate any concealment. “I want to know.”
He turned around, seeing her determined gaze, and could only surrender. “He wants me to choose between ‘paying dowry’ and ‘hush money’.”
It was actually about money! Claiming to be her “brother” on TV, using emotional tactics and standing up for her, all calculations were just for money!
Xiao Chu turned and kicked the big bed hard. “What right does he have to say something so shameless?”
“Just because he’s shameless.”
“I’ll chop him up!” She paced anxiously, hands in her hair, shaking back and forth. “I must chop him up!”
