"Ziyi, you’ve got it wrong. This girl just had a little spat with her sister outside, she’s still throwing a tantrum now. She’s admired you for a long time."
Zhang Min smiled obsequiously, her mouth almost stretching up to her cheeks.
Zhao Ziyi sat back in his chair, crossing his legs with an air of arrogance: "Does that mean you’ve agreed, Auntie?"
Zhang Min gritted her teeth. This feeling of selling her daughter was really damn unbearable.
"Could you transfer the 40 million all at once? The company really can’t manage its turnover."
Zhao Ziyi leisurely picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it, a contemptuous smile on his lips: "You want money, I want a woman who can give me descendants. If it was just for sleeping, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be Miss Han’s turn."
Zhang Min and Han Guanghong’s faces changed several shades instantly, from white to ashen to black...
"Ziyi, you saying it like that is a bit..."
"This is a deal that’s out in the open, clearly priced. If you agree, we’ll make the deal. If you think there’s anything improper, I won’t force it."
Before Zhang Min could finish speaking, Zhao Ziyi cut her off indifferently.
Finally, Han Guanghong gritted his teeth and agreed. Although they could only get 20 million, at least it could relieve urgent needs.
After Zhao Ziyi left, Han Yaxin furiously flipped the table, food and drinks spilled all over the floor, fragments of broken glass scattered everywhere. The source of thɪs content is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
"What kind of parents are you? You sold me for a mere 40 million. I hate you to death."
Han Yaxin shouted hoarsely, the resentment in her heart surging back through her blood. Ignoring Zhang Min’s attempts to stop her, she ran out crying.
As she ran out, she bumped into Han Xi and Li Manman, who were just leaving after their meal.
"Are you blind, running around like that?"
Li Manman was almost knocked over, luckily Han Xi supported her.
Han Yaxin wiped the tears from her face, looking at Han Xi with hatred: "I will make you regret it."
Han Xi smiled faintly, but her smile was like a dagger.
After leaving the restaurant, Han Yaxin directly asked the driver to take her to Lu Jinghan’s company.
If Han Xi could manage the man, she could too. After she slept with Lu Jinghan, let’s see how conceited Han Xi would still be.
The car stopped at the company entrance, Han Yaxin touched up her makeup before getting out. She walked to the reception desk in the lobby: "Which floor is Lu Jinghan’s office on?"
"Miss, do you have an appointment?"
"No." Han Yaxin said impatiently.
The receptionist maintained a very professional smile, politely responding: "I’m sorry, but without an appointment, you cannot meet with our President Lu."
"Lu Jinghan is my brother-in-law, what right do you, a receptionist, have to stop me? Believe it or not, I could have my brother-in-law fire you on the spot?"
The receptionist kept her professional smile, but inwardly she sneered disdainfully. If President Lu really were your brother-in-law, why wouldn’t you just call him instead of making a scene with a lowly receptionist?
Seeing the receptionist silent, Han Yaxin angrily grabbed her clothes: "Are you deaf or mute? Tell me quickly which floor Lu Jinghan’s office is on!"
Han Yaxin’s voice was so sharp that people around began to look over.
Just then, Lu Jinghan and Feng Yi, returning from lunch, witnessed this scene.
"Are you looking for me?"