CHAPTER 821: CHAPTER 440: _3

"Do you really have no desire to get married at all?"

During this period, he had observed Xu Wei’s mental state closely.

Xu Wei had developed a mental illness, and he wanted to help Xu Wei get better, but unexpectedly, her condition worsened.

Xu Wei just smiled without responding.

Yet she grabbed Xu Shaodong’s hand, "Do you think I want to get married? You’ve always known what I feel, but you’ve always avoided me. I don’t understand, why be so cruel to me? Liking you, is that the worst decision I’ve made in my life?"

What she wanted, she couldn’t have, and Xu Shaodong knew that too, but he couldn’t give it to her.

And that would have been bad enough, but he even forced her to be with someone else. What kind of thinking is that?

Xu Shaodong quickly withdrew his hand.

"Are you scared? Xu Shaodong, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid I’ll see through your heart?"

Noticing Xu Shaodong’s reaction, Xu Wei chuckled softly.

But her throat felt as if she had swallowed something bitter, crying terribly.

Xu Shaodong spoke coldly, "I don’t have a problem like you do. Xu Wei, don’t think just because you’re sick, everyone else is the problem. Your wedding is in three days, don’t think Rong Yanqiao will help you; she can’t even help herself!"

Rong Yanqiao was now trapped by Rong Qingze’s side. Her helplessness leading to eventual compromise was clearly shown through her words and expression.

Ironically, adhering to gender equality, they didn’t even have the most basic rights. How laughable this was.

Xu Wei leaned back in the chair, her gaze fell on the scenery outside the window, she no longer wished to look at Xu Shaodong.

The scenery outside the car receded, yet nothing was hers, and she didn’t care.

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"Why go looking for Rong Yanqiao, Wenming, do you have a death wish? Or do you think Rong Qingze won’t come after you?"

Upon learning that Wenming went to see Rong Yanqiao, Huo Yanshu was now furious.

Wenming had changed.

She was nothing like before; she wasn’t as obedient, nor as clever as she used to be.

Wenming chuckled faintly, "Wouldn’t my death be convenient for you? That incident where I saved you could conveniently disappear along with my death. Whether he comes after me or not is my business, it has little to do with you, so why are you so anxious? Are you so afraid I’ll implicate you?"

As Wenming spoke, her gaze never left Huo Yanshu.

Huo Yanshu’s dark eyes exuded a cold intensity, but more importantly, Huo Yanshu was surrounded by an aura of hostility.

It was clear, Huo Yanshu was genuinely angry.

Huo Yanshu wasn’t so agitated because of her safety but because he feared being implicated.

"Wenming, you’ve changed. You’re not the Wenming I used to know," Huo Yanshu remarked.

Upon hearing this, Wenming just laughed, "You’ve already transferred your affections to my substitute, so why can’t I change? Should I continue to sacrifice my life for you like before?"

As she spoke, Wenming walked up to Huo Yanshu and poked his chest, "Huo Yanshu, people change. Now I feel you’re not important to me either, I only enjoy the thrill. If you think I’m bothering you, then you can cut all ties with me now, but I need some money."

She had saved him and had lain bedridden for so long, from a vegetative state to immobility, to now standing in front of him, and Huo Yanshu never cared how hard she’d worked during that time.

Nor did he care how dark her past had been.

All Huo Yanshu cared about was that Rong Yanqiao ended up with Rong Qingze.

Even when she made a suggestion, he thought it was reasonable.

How laughable.

"How much do you want?"

So, Huo Yanshu asked.

Huo Yanshu was eager to cut ties with her.

Wenming smiled without speaking.

The more one looked, the more mocking her smile became.

In the next second, she turned the question back to Huo Yanshu, "How much do you think would be appropriate for me?"

Huo Yanshu said nothing, his tightly knit brows seemed to suggest he was truly thinking.

A few seconds later, Huo Yanshu spoke slowly, "I’ll give you fifty million. If it’s not enough for your future needs or there are other requirements, you can come to me anytime."

See, Huo Yanshu was in a hurry to distance himself from her.

Wenming smiled, "I saved you, almost died, and now you’re offering me fifty million? Huo Yanshu, how long have you thought about this figure and outcome in your heart?"