Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and chilling, "No money?"

"No, no," Zhao Xingyue shook his head quickly, even shaking his hands unconsciously.

"Uncle, I have something very important, and only you can help me."

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, "I'll give you half an hour, get to the Central Hospital."

"Okay, I'll..."

A busy signal on the phone interrupted him.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his palms against his pants.

This was the first time he asked his uncle for help, and it took him a lot of courage.

He walked around to the driver's seat and sat in. He turned to look at Luo Shuwan and saw that she hadn't fastened her seat belt yet, so he leaned over.

Luo Shuwan turned his head to avoid it and pushed him away with both hands.

"I'm sorry for scaring you."

"I'm dirty."

The two said at the same time.

Luo Shuwan's words stung Zhao Xingyue.

The muscles on his face rolled slightly, and he held her wrist tightly, "Wanwan, nothing happened just now. Even if something did happen, it was not your fault."

Luo Shuwan turned his eyes dullly, and his eyes fell on the bloody hand.

After a while, she laughed to herself, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Zhao Xingyue, I'm dirty."

"I sold myself for 100,000 yuan, for an internship opportunity at a red circle firm."

"In the end, I ended up like this. This is retribution."

"Thank you for saving me just now. I'm just a bad person and don't deserve to be your friend."

Luo Shuwan took his hand away and wanted to get out of the car.

Zhao Xingyue held her down, leaned forward and pulled the seat belt buckle into the slot.

"In my eyes, you are the best girl in the world, and you deserve everything good."

He raised his hand to touch her head, but it finally landed on her shoulder.

He is the one who does not deserve it.

In my twenty-two years of life, I have been busy eating, drinking and having fun. I am about to graduate from college and have accomplished nothing.

When his uncle was twenty years old, he had already taken over Fu's mess and single-handedly reversed its decline. In just eight years, he led the Zhongcheng Group to the top and created a legend in the business world.

Perhaps, only a legendary figure like his uncle can win Wanwan's favor.

From now on, he will work harder to become a person like his uncle and walk into Wanwan's heart like a hero.

Central Hospital

Zhao Xingyue parked the car, glanced at the time, and became visibly nervous.

"Wanwan, it's too late. You wait for me in the car. I'll come back to you after meeting uncle and accompany you to bandage the wound."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xingyue flew away, and the car door had no time to close.

Luo Shuwan watched him disappear from the end of his field of vision, slowly looked back, got out of the car and helped him close the driver's door.

She looked at the balance of her bank card, and her frown added to her worries.

My mother is undergoing surgery and is waiting for money to save her life. She only has five thousand on hand, which is far from enough.

She bit her lip and struggled for a long time before dialing her best friend's phone number.

My best friend hung up and replied via WeChat: Darling, I'm waiting for the interview. What's going on?

Luo Shuwan held her cell phone and typed, writing and deleting, thinking over and over again, and finally sent it: My mother is hospitalized and needs money urgently. Can you lend me some? I'll pay you back next month.

The name at the top of the dialog box changes to "The other party is typing...".

After a long time, the words disappeared, and she didn't wait for her best friend's reply.

Maybe, it was my best friend's turn to go in for an interview, and she didn't mean to not reply.

Luo Shuwan thought this way and headed to the outpatient clinic.

While waiting for the elevator in the lobby on the first floor, Luo Shuwan inexplicably thought of the man last night.

People who can spend money at Hyatt are either rich or expensive. It shouldn't be difficult to borrow some life-saving money from them, right?

But...he didn't leave any contact information, and there was a huge crowd. Where could he find him?

At this time, a person stood next to her, and an elegant woody fragrance filled her heart.

She searched for this scent in her memory, and was suddenly startled!

is it him?