Yan Xiao got up from the sofa and walked to the bedside, taking out a photo from his jacket pocket: "Is this the person who came looking for you?"
The young girl wiped the tears from her face: "Yes, it’s him."
"You need to help me clear things up; otherwise, you might actually ruin me."
The news over the past couple of days has escalated, with countless trolls spreading vicious rumors online that he’s a heartless man who toys with women. The few TV dramas Yan Xiao has been working on are on the verge of being shelved.
"Alright, I agree. But will that person try to get back at me?"
"Don’t worry, I’ll help you deal with it."
Yan Xiao took out his phone from his pocket and dialed the number of a certain film star. The call was quickly answered.
"You finally remembered me. So, are you going to agree to be with me?"
"F*ck you, old man, I’m a true-blooded man. I like women. You even thought up such a despicable trick, really put in a lot of effort there."
Damn, being pursued by such a macho guy, Yan Xiao felt disgusted and wanted to puke.
"I just like you. Sooner or later, I’ll turn you."
"Can you please act normal? I only like beauties with big breasts and a nice butt. I’ve recorded the call, and if you dare mess with me again, I’ll hand the recording to the reporters."
With that, Yan Xiao hung up the phone, looked up and saw Han Xi’s shocked expression, frowned and scratched his head: "Beautiful doctor, don’t misunderstand, I only like women."
"Whether you like men or women, what does that have to do with me?" Han Xi said with calm indifference.
Just as Yan Xiao was about to speak again, the door to the hospital room was pushed open by a nurse: "Doctor Han, there’s a Mr. Han outside asking for you."
Han Xi’s brows furrowed slightly: "Alright, I understand."
With that, Han Xi instructed the young girl on the bed to rest well before leaving.
At the office entrance, Han Guanghong was pacing back and forth anxiously, his eyes bloodshot amid the light mist.
"Why are you here?" Han Xi’s hands were tucked into the pockets of the white coat, her dark pupils exuding coldness.
"Xiao Xi, please ask Jing Han to help me quickly. The company is in big trouble, and if we don’t bring in some liquid funds, we’ll be facing bankruptcy."
Han Guanghong extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stubble growing on his chin, making him look considerably worn out.
Han Xi looked at Han Guanghong, a subtle cold smile playing at her lips: "Heaven really has eyes. Retribution has finally come. That’s why people shouldn’t do things that go against conscience. There’s a divine presence watching."
"You... How dare you speak to me like that? I’m your father after all. I’ve never seen anyone so heartless as you. I spent so much money raising you, and now that you’ve married a wealthy man, you don’t acknowledge me as your father? Forget it. Get Lu Jinghan to bring me the money, or I’ll come to the hospital to make trouble every day." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Weren’t you pretending to be a loving father before, feeling all guilty towards me and my mom? What changed now?"
"Han Xi, no matter how much you hate me, I’m still your father. Your mom has been dead for so many years. Why can’t you just let go of this?"
Han Xi coldly repeated those three words, the light in her eyes seeming to freeze a person’s soul three feet deep: "Han Guanghong, what exactly did my mom mean to you? That’s a life. When you watched her jump from the building, what did you feel? Relief, finally able to be with that vixen Zhang Min openly?"