Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In regards to Chen Yingâs situation, Shen Qingyue didnât have much to say. She felt that the current Chen Ying had feelings for Chen Song, so it was best to leave this matter to the parties involved.
And not long after, someone from the auction house called to inform that they had found a buyer for Tong Jia, asking her to come over. When Tong Jia received the money, she was very happy.
âPresident Shen, I really have to thank you this time. With this money, my motherâs surgery expenses wonât be a problem.â
Shen Qingyue comforted her, saying, âDonât worry, everything will turn out fine. As long as your motherâs condition is handled properly, there wonât be any issues.â
âYes, by the way, President Shen, I know this is quite embarrassing, but⦠once my mother recovers, I plan to resign.â Tong Jia had long made this decision. She could not continue to stay in this city. She had a feeling that Han Xu would not let her go. Now that he had bought the ring he gave her years ago, she felt uneasy. If it werenât for her mother needing surgery, she would have left with her motherâs family directly.
In fact, her mother was her adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother had saved her when she was on the brink of death back then. She could not endanger her adoptive mother and her adoptive motherâs son, who was her brother. That child was still young, and if that lunatic Han Xu found out, she did not know what he would do.
Shen Qingyue saw that her decision was firm and did not say much. She could sense that there was a lot going on with Tong Jia, but all she could do was respect her choices.
What they did not know was that the person who had bought the ring at the auction had immediately contacted someone upon receiving the ring. âMr. Han, Iâve got the ring, and itâs indeed the one you gave to Miss Tong back then. The engraving is still there, no mistake. However, the one who came to sell the ring wasnât Miss Tong, it was Miss Shen and a stranger.â
Han Xu replied, âSend me the information of that stranger within half an hour.â He had never failed to obtain something he desired in his life. Tong Wanzhe was no exception. No matter where she fled, he would find her.
âUnderstood.â
On Tong Jiaâs side, she had bought a bouquet of lilies and carefully arranged them in a glass vase.
Mei Yuxia, with her pale face, wore a gentle smile. âWhy did you suddenly think of buying flowers?â
Tong Jiaâs eyes curved as she replied, âYouâll be having surgery soon, and once itâs done, youâll be all better. I just wanted to brighten your mood.â
Mentioning this, Mei Yuxia sighed, âIâm already in my sixties. Whether this illness is treated or not, it doesnât make much of a difference. Why waste your hard-earned money on it? Youâre still young, and this money could be put to better useâ¦â
Tong Jiaâs gaze was gentle yet resolute. âSpending money to get you treated is never a waste. Please donât say such things in the future.â
âI only took you in from the riverside and raised you for over a year. Iâm not worth you being this good to me.â In reality, Mei Yuxia hadnât done much after finding Tong Jia. She had only taken her to the hospital and offered her a place to stay for a while. It was Tong Jia who had been tirelessly earning money to treat her illness and even supporting her sonâs education. She owed everything to Tong Jia, and if she hadnât fallen ill, Tong Jia wouldnât be burdened like this now.
âDonât say that. You gave me a second chance at life, and all of this is what I should do.â Tong Jia stayed with Mei Yuxia until evening, tucked her into bed, and stood up. âI have another part-time job tonight. You rest well, and Iâll leave now.â For Tong Jia, without Mei Yuxiaâs help back then, she wouldnât have had the courage to survive.
However, when Tong Jia left the hospital room, two men in suits and leather shoes blocked her path. âMiss Tong, please come with us.â
Tong Jia clenched the doorknob, worried that causing a scene here might harm Mei Yuxia. She nodded in silence. But when she reached the ground floor, she suddenly bolted.
The two men didnât pursue her, and when she reached the hospital entrance, she understood why. The man who had once been so close to her, whose every move she knew, stood at the hospital entrance. He was surrounded bv dozens of bodyguards, and the entrance was sealed off.
Han Xu approached her step by step.
Tong Jia felt like her breath had stopped, her hands and feet turning ice-cold. She wanted to run, but her feet seemed rooted in place, immovable. Her fear of him had sunk deep into her bones. But she also knew that even if she werenât afraid, she had nowhere to go.
Han Xu had clearly investigated everything, given the grand spectacle he had arranged. If she ran now, Mei Yuxia would undoubtedly be implicated.
So she remained silent, just staring at him as he approached, her heart pounding faster and faster. But this was not excitement; it was fear and disgust. She thought he might do what he used to, holding her tightly and not allowing her to retreat.
But the reality was different. He grabbed her by the hair, as if trying to rip her scalp off, and coldly demanded, âWhere is Wanzhe?â