Chapter 02: Creation Makes People

Early morning.

Sunlight pours in through the gaps in the European-style curtains, illuminating the luxurious amenities in the room.

On the carpet of Paris finish, messy clothes are everywhere.

In the air, there is a faint breath of joy and love.

He Jing was awakened by the sun, rubbing her head that was about to crack, she struggled to sit up, and caught a glimpse of a figure accompanying her.

Turning her head sideways, she saw the man's face clearly, and her heart tightened suddenly.

Yin Shihang folded his legs, sat on the sunken wooden chair, his eyes instantly became cold and unfamiliar, his folded legs fell, and he stood up.

"I haven't seen you for so long, the technology is still so good, it seems that your work of accompanying customers over the years has not been in vain. ”

He Jing looked at him with red eyes, and wanted to explain, but when she thought that there would never be an intersection again, the words were swallowed by her again.

The corners of her mouth rose, and she smiled slightly: "It's good that Mr. Yin is satisfied!"

"Slut!"

He Jing clenched his fists, endured his uneasiness, and the smile on his face was a little more, "I'm not cheap, how can Mr. Yin be satisfied?"

"Sure enough, I did a lot, and the words were so beautiful. Yin Shihang raised his eyebrows, leaned over her cheek, and his voice was so low that it made people's hearts move.

Pulling away his blazer, he pulled out a check for one million from his lining pocket and threw it at He Jing's face.

"Last night's overnight fee!"

He Jing stared at the check, sarcastically wanted to cry, and wanted to tear up the check, but thinking that his younger brother urgently needed a sum of money for treatment, he could only endure it.

Yin Shihang dropped the check, said no more, turned around and left.

Looking at Yin Shihang's back as she turned away, her heart tingled for a while, but she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to cry.

……

After not returning overnight, He Jing was physically and mentally exhausted, and his mood was very heavy.

Sitting in the taxi, she collapsed weakly on the edge of the window, staring blankly at the backward scenery outside the window.

In her mind, from time to time, she and Yin Shihang's various pasts appeared.

In the past, they were so loving.

Now that they meet again, they have become enemies who have never been in contact with each other.

Thinking of the cold words he said, her heart ached again, and tears fell silently.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, pulling her back to reality.

When she picked up the phone, she heard Chen Haidong's rough voice.

"Useless things, Lao Tzu has paved the way for you, as long as you serve Mr. Yin well! Such an easy thing, you can also mess it up! From now on, you will be fired from the company!"

Before she could speak, the other end of the phone had already hung up.

How can it be?!

In order to complete the performance, she even wore a short skirt and a small dress to accompany him to the banquet, and it was common for her to stay up late for three or five days in a row!

Without a job, what will happen to my brother's monthly medical expenses?

Returning home with heavy steps, as soon as he entered the door, He Jing was pushed hard, his eyes were dark, his head hit the wall, and he was dizzy in pain.

"Dirty! How dare you come back?"

Liu Qiuxia grabbed the clothes on her chest, tore them roughly, and then grabbed her hands again, and slapped her twice in a row.

He Jing's face was beaten hotly, covering his face, facing his mother-in-law's anger, "Mom, what's going on?"

"Shut up! My Liu family doesn't have a daughter-in-law like you! Whoever marries you will have to lose three lifetimes of mold!"

Picking up the broom, Liu Qiuxia drove He Jing out, "You get out of here, don't come back in the future! Dare to come again, I will beat you once when I see you!"

"Mom, it's Haidong who asked me to ......" He Jing covered his face, carefully avoided the broom, and retreated to the door.

Liu Qiuxia quickly snatched the bag, flipped through it, and she smiled shrewdly: "This money should be regarded as our family's Chen Haidong's youth loss fee!"

With that, she slammed the door hard.

The door was closed, He Jing didn't care about the pain all over his body, and slammed the door hard: "That's my brother's life-saving money!

"Get out! That sick man can't help if he's alive, it's better if he's dead!"