“Why don’t your brother tell me?” Rong Jun suddenly remembered that when he returned to China, he saw her holding a thermal bucket in his hand. He should have gone to the hospital to see his brother. “It’s okay now. I’ll contact you after my brother has completed the operation.” Song Yanxi said that she didn’t want to affect his studies.
After the call, Song Yanxi made up her mind to pay the surgery fee for her brother with the check.
The hospital schedules surgery in one month.
Lu Shaochen knocked on the door of the old house. Song Yanxi saw that it was him and hurriedly closed the door. Lu Shaochen pushed open the door first.
“I just don’t want to see me so much.” Mr. Lu strode into it and looked at the decorations in the room, feeling a little disgusted.
“What are you doing?”
“Where did you get the money you paid for your brother’s surgery fee?” asked Lu Shaochen.
“This is my business, it has nothing to do with you.” Song Yanxi is already hating Lu Shaochen more and more.
“I know if you don’t say it,” Lu Shaochen smiled, “It’s for you by the Rong family.”
Song Yanxi didn’t speak.
“Didn’t you say you love Rong Jun very much and don’t want his money?”
“You came to ridicule me?” Song Yanxi asked back, “Yes, I was talking nonsense before. Rong Jun and I were with him for his money. I also paid some feelings. Anyway, I can’t marry him, so I have to go to his father to thank for the loss.”
Lu Shaochen looked at Song Yanxi silently. He knew she was lying and knew what Rong Jun’s father said to her.
“How about being my lover?” Lu Shaochen asked suddenly, “The price is up to you.”
Song Yanxi glanced at Lu Shaochen, “Mr. Lu is too overestimating himself. I don’t like you.”
Lu Shaochen instantly had a black face, grabbed her arm, and smiled with a charming and evil spirit: “If you dare to talk to me like this, I can ask you here now.”
“If you dare to touch me, I can sue you.”