Chapter 3: Selling Paintings and Selling Bodies
Shen Peng's eyes were staring at the five million amount on the check, and his eyes glowed green.
It's just one night, He Nianchen is willing to spend five million, if he can let Yu Tingwan follow He Nianchen in the future, then who would dare to kick him out of the casino?
Even if He Nianchen is not interested in this dead girl in the future, just the gimmick of the woman who has followed He Nianchen is enough for him to sell Yu Tingwan for a good price.
He did not hide his greed at all, and his filthy face was disgusting to look at.
She bent down and pushed the check back, "We were all victims last night, I don't want your money, and I don't want to follow you, I just hope that Mr. He won't be entangled in the future." ”
Seeing her push the check back, Shen Peng hurriedly reached out and slapped her hand away, carefully put the check into his arms, and shouted as he walked towards the door: "You don't want it?" After so many years, how much money did you spend Lao Tzu, and you didn't have any points in your heart? ”
As Shen Peng and his party disappeared into the room, Yu Tingwan slowly slipped down against the side of the bed as if he had lost his backbone, and the whole person leaned against the head of the bed, and the bright eyes that were shining with water seemed to have lost color in an instant, leaving only a cloud of dead ashes.
The mobile phone at the bedside suddenly rang, it was my mother's phone.
She hesitated for a moment and hung up, gathered her clothes, and stood up, ready to leave.
"You said you don't want my money, then the five million, remember to pay it back." He Nianchen looked at her back, picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it, and there was a faint glimmer of light in his eyes.
"I didn't take your money, if you don't want to give it, you can contact the bank to freeze the check, there is no need to chase me for money."
"I just don't owe each other one by one, and it's only been a few minutes that I turned my face and didn't recognize anyone?" He Nianchen's tone was full of mockery.
Yu Tingwan bit her lower lip tightly, didn't open her mouth for a long time, her eyelashes trembled slightly, making it difficult to see the emotions at the bottom of her eyes, but the tears that may fall in her eye sockets at any time and the tip of her nose dyed pink are easy to arouse the protective desire of others.
She sniffed, "Five million is a huge amount of money for me, I can't pay you back for the time being, you can use five million as your prostitution last night, of course, if you are willing to wait, I can pay you back the mortgage." ”
The phone rang again.
She pressed the phone and stuffed it into her pocket, her face pale as if it was going to dissipate in the next second.
She pulled out a tissue and left her phone number on it, "I have an urgent matter, if Mr. He agrees to repay my mortgage, you can call me." ”
The door slammed shut, and the bedroom was calm again.
He Nianchen stretched out his hand and pinched the tissue on the table, which had two lines of words, a line of names, and a string of numbers.
The handwriting is vivid, just like her person.
He Nianchen took out his mobile phone and called his friend Xiang Leyi, his voice was as cold as usual: "Use the resources in your hand to find a girl named Yu Tingwan, I don't care what method you use, within a week, let her stepfather lose five million and borrow usury." ”
"What kind of grudge does this girl have with you?" Xiang Leyi's fingers tapped on the computer while talking to He Nianchen.
Between the words, Yu Tingwan's personal information had already appeared on his display.
He quickly browsed the information on the computer, and suddenly his eyes were fixed in the center of the computer, and his tone could not hide his excitement: "Lao He, I didn't say you, you are a little cautious, how long ago was it, why do you still remember the grudge?" ”
"Hold a grudge?" He Nianchen's expression was slightly abrupt, and there was a hint of doubt in his tone.
"You don't know Yu Tingwan, so do you know Yu Shiwan?" Xiang Leyi's tone was filled with regret, "How to say, the Yu family used to be a famous family in Kyoto, who would have thought that now it would end up in such a field, the Yu family is backward, in order to avoid debt collectors, Yu Shiwan's mother changed her name to Yu Tingwan, and took her to remarry Shen Peng a year later." ”
Is it too late?
The corners of He Nianchen's lips were slightly hooked.
What a coincidence!
Really, I haven't seen you in a long time!
If it's her, then he doesn't mind letting things go faster!
"In three days, I want to see Shen Peng kneeling on the ground begging me." After speaking, he hung up the phone, and his eyes were fixed on the tissue in front of him again.
The other side.
Yu Tingwan buried his head in his chest along the way and returned home like a thief.
It was the sweltering heat of August, and she put on a hooded sweatshirt and wrapped herself tightly, but she didn't feel the slightest temperature.
There seems to be a piece of cold jade in the body, which is radiating countless cool air through the pores.
Three years ago, her name was Yu Shiwan.
She is everyone's lady, the first noble girl in Kyoto, and the ideal daughter-in-law candidate for all families.
However, shopping malls are like battlefields, and overnight, there is a difference between cloud and mud.
Her father committed suicide, leaving behind hundreds of millions of high debts, and the splendid Yu Mansion was no longer her home, so she followed her mother and began to hide.
The days of hunger and hunger soon made her mother seriously ill, and she was dragged down all night by huge debts and her mother's illness.
At this time, her mother resolutely proposed to remarry Shen Peng, and her life became even more difficult.
However, after the bankruptcy of her family, all the tribulations she experienced were less than one ten-millionth of last night.
Shen Peng's conspiracy last night trampled the only remaining self-esteem under her feet.
At this moment, she stood at the door of the ward, trying to restrain her emotions and pretending that nothing had happened.
She pushed the door open and entered, met with her mother's anxious eyes.
"Wanwan, did you sell the painting last night and didn't sell it? Why can't I get through on the phone? ”
Yu Tingwan lowered his eyes, but his eyes swept to the blood-stained tissues in the trash can, and his heart ached.
"Mom, are you coughing up blood again?" As she spoke, she hurriedly put the chicken soup she brought on the table at the head of the bed, took out a bowl, sat on the edge of the bed, and fed Li Yingmei soup spoonful by spoon with a spoon.
Li Yingmei's face was bloodless, and her sharp eyes found that Yu Tingwan had bruises on her wrists, and immediately frowned, and said with concern: "Wanwan, why are you injured?" ”
She took the chicken soup bowl and put it on the head of the bed, and reached out to pull Yu Tingwan's wrist.
Yu Tingwan hurriedly got up and pulled down the sleeves of his shirt to completely cover the bruises on his wrists, "It's just that I was smashed by an easel when I moved the painting, it's not in the way, several gentlemen liked my painting very much last night, and we chatted a little late, so I delayed bringing you dinner, you don't have to worry." ”
"Didn't lie to Mom?" Li Yingmei's eyebrows showed a hint of joy, "It's okay, it's okay for me to eat less, your career is more important, what do they say about your paintings?" ”
"They ......"
"They said that Wanwan really deserves to be the best girl in the past, I don't know how many times better than the girl in the nightclub," Yu Tingwan was hesitating how to speak, and Shen Peng came in with a plastic bag of oranges, "Wanwan, how does it feel to spend a good night with a man like Mr. He?" ”