Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Tyrant Flower VS Little White Lotus
Ye Shu’s fingertips danced on the tabletop as her thoughts quickly shifted, her tone never rushed or slow, “Miss Han’s plight is certainly sympathetic, but you should take these grievances to Mr. Sheng, after all, this is a matter between you and him.”
“Actually, Miss Ye, there’s no need to be so wary of me. I’m not going to persuade you to leave Brother Chen. After all, I’m a wreck now; I don’t want to drag Brother Chen down. But I still wish for Brother Chen’s happiness, so I hope Miss Ye can settle down, stop causing scandals at every turn, as it will affect Brother Chen’s future…”
“After saying so much, what Miss Han means is that I’m not worthy of Ah Chen, and you’re the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus who can stand by his side? But that depends on whether Ah Chen is willing to climb high to pluck you, this little white lotus, doesn’t it?”
Through the wireless waves, Ye Shu’s melodious laughter transmitted assertively into Han Ruixin’s ears.
On the other end, Han Ruixin turned pale with rage, her fingertips tightly clenched.
“Miss Ye, I spoke to you in good faith; how can you say such hurtful things? How can I be reassured to entrust Brother Chen to you ?”
“Miss Han really has a peculiar way of thinking; I was complimenting you for being a snow lotus, how is that hurtful? Could it be that Miss Han has a guilty conscience?”
Ye Shu laughed coldly, abruptly ended the call, no longer giving Han Ruixin the chance to act pathetically.
In Han City, the VIP ward of Noble Hospital.
Han Ruixin’s hand holding the phone trembled violently, her face alternating between pale and ashen.
The door to the ward was pushed open, and as soon as Mrs. Han reached her side, Han Ruixin embraced her, crying softly.
“Ruxin, what’s wrong? Who bullied you? Tell Mommy, and Mommy will seek justice for you right away.”
“Mommy, I just called that Ye Shu, hoping to make her back off, but she ended up insulting me. I can’t, I can’t entrust Brother Chen to such a woman.”
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. Han Zhe just called me, saying he’s found the doctor who can cure you, they’ll be here tomorrow.”
“Really? Will it require surgery? What’s the success rate? Will Brother Chen come to stay with me for the surgery?” Han Ruixin’s pale face flushed with an excited tinge.
“Percent…” Mrs. Han hesitated a moment, then deliberately altered the twenty percent chance, “Don’t worry, Ruxin, the doctor said there’s a seventy percent chance, a very high recovery rate.”
“Really?” Han Ruixin’s eyes brimmed with tears of excitement. “Then I’ll call Brother Chen right away.”
“No need to call him, Han Zhe has already gone to Jin City to invite Young Master Sheng.” Mrs. Han gently patted Han Ruixin’s back, comforting her.
Jin City, Shengjing Garden.
Ye Shu lay on the desk, fiddling with her phone.
All that flashed through her mind were the three words ‘Han Ruixin.’
Ex-girlfriend? Fiancée? Childhood sweetheart? Plus, life-saver?
All sorts of speculations vigorously churned in Ye Shu’s mind.
She reached out, scratching her wavy long hair.
This wasn’t her style; rather than brooding here, better to ask Young Master Sheng in person for clarity.
Ye Shu went upstairs, changed into a lake-blue short skirt, stepped into a pair of rhinestone blue high heels, grabbed her handbag, walked downstairs, and headed straight for Shengshi Group Headquarters.
Inside the president’s office at Shengshi Group Headquarters.
Sheng Shaochen sat with a stern face, toying with his phone.
Looking at the apologies that inundated almost the entire entertainment section on his screen, only then did the ferocity in his eyes slightly recede.
The secretary knocked and entered, “Mr. Sheng, there’s a Mr. Han Zhe requesting to see you.”