Chapter 34 Blank Check

 The ward is very empty, with fine-grained wooden floors, floor-to-ceiling windows, and large areas of hazy sky.

Opposite Ye Xingfei's hospital bed, there is a set of modular sofas, expensive leather texture, with a man sitting on it. He had a woolen coat casually draped over his hand, and was wearing a fitted black shirt and a silver-grey vest. He was quietly looking out the window and smoking a cigarette.

Xia Ling's footsteps paused, and for a few seconds, her mind went blank.

 He turned around and looked at her calmly, as high as an emperor.

She took a few steps back, turned around suddenly, and used her hand to pull the door of the ward. The heavy wooden door seemed to have roots in the ground. No matter how hard she pushed and pulled, it would not move at all. She banged her body a few times, and then heard Pei Ziheng's voice—

 “Don’t waste your efforts, the door will be locked from the outside as soon as you come in.”

Xia Ling turned around in panic and met his dark eyes. Against the skylight, her expression could not be seen clearly. She involuntarily shrank her body back, pressing her back tightly against the smooth wooden door, almost merging herself into the door.

"You are afraid of me." He looked at her and asked slowly, "Why?"

 She was stiff and speechless.

He slowly put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray: "Chu Chen sometimes acts a little rough. I'm sorry if I scared you. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am..."

"Pei Ziheng," Xia Ling tried hard to hide the tremor in her voice, "ask your people to open the door and let me out."

“So you know who I am.” He said, smiling gently, “Very few people dare to speak to me in this tone. I admire your courage.”

 Actually, she had no courage at all. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. She wished she could rush out the door immediately.

Hiding her hands behind her back, she secretly tried to pull the door handle. However, no matter how hard she tried, the door remained as solid as a mountain. Xia Ling was so anxious that sweat appeared on her forehead. She was confused and worried about why the Ye family's parents hadn't come yet. It would be great if they could show up right away and open the door for her...

Pei Ziheng seemed to have read through her thoughts: "Give up, there's no use counting on your parents - I asked Chu Chen to contact them, so they brought you here today."

 She was stunned, her heart slowly sinking.

 It turned out that they worked together to deceive her. This trip was not to see Feifei at all.

In this life, she has been careful again and again, consciously alienating everyone around her. However, in the end, she was unable to guard against it, and she was completely betrayed by the people around her.

 “What benefits did you...give them?” she asked with difficulty.

"Just a small amount of money is enough to make them burst into tears of gratitude." Pei Ziheng still smiled, "Instead of caring about others, it's better to talk about our affairs. You can sit over here, I'm not used to talking with my head raised."

 He pointed to the couch opposite him.

Xia Ling stood there and did not dare to move. She only said: "There is nothing to talk about between us."

 He was not sullen: "My patience is very limited, Ye Xingling. Should you come here by yourself, or should I help you?"

Xia Ling sensed the hidden danger in his voice. The more than ten years of getting along with him made her deeply understand that the softer his voice and the gentler his posture were with the man in front of him, the more terrifying his methods of dealing with people were.

At this moment, the fear sleeping deep in her soul overflowed boundlessly, as if she was under a spell. She instinctively moved her steps, and before she realized it, she had walked in front of him and sat down in the designated position obediently.

He looked at her with satisfaction: "That's so good." She woke up and was horrified by what had just happened - what kind of situation was this? Why, after experiencing life and death, she would still obey his words. ? !

Looking at him in panic, across a glass tea table, his face was clearer than in the wind and snow that night. He was handsome and majestic, like a god... just like the eternal father, mentor, and lover deep in her memory.

 Her heart hurt, and she looked away with difficulty.

Pei Ziheng was also looking at her. Even if she turned her head sideways, she could feel the burning gaze, as if he was peeling off her clothes inch by inch, assessing her body and burning her soul.

 In front of him, she never seemed to be naked.

Xia Ling frowned tightly and hid on the sofa in embarrassment.

He smiled and said condescendingly: "So far, you have made me very satisfied." As he said that, he took out something and threw it on the glass tea table. "Maybe Chu Chen didn't make it clear to you. Follow me and you will get better results." Much more than you can imagine.”

  She looked down and saw a blank check on the table.

“As long as you nod your head, you can fill in the numbers here as you like.”

She just felt a little dazed, as if some history was repeating itself - that year, twelve-year-old Xiao Xia Ling followed Pei Ziheng home in order to get money for her sister's medical treatment; now, this man was spending money again, trying to get her to follow him. he?

It’s a pity that she is no longer the little Xia Ling she was back then, and she will never make such a mistake again.

 Her voice was dry: "I don't need this kind of thing."

Pei Ziheng spoke to her patiently: "What do you need? Tell me."

 She bit her lip and said in her heart, Pei Ziheng, you can't afford it.

 So, choose silence.

He lit another cigarette: "It seems that Chu Chen is right, you are still a naive child." Slowly blowing out a white smoke ring, his eyes were far away, "But you have to know, occasionally playing tricks It's okay to show off your temper, but if you are too willful, you will always be punished..."

His voice gradually became lower, as if he was speaking to her or talking to himself.

Xia Ling's eyes felt a little uncomfortable, probably from being smoked, so she closed them slightly. Scenes from the past appeared in front of my eyes, those terrible memories during the period of imprisonment...

Unable to help but shudder, she mustered up the courage to speak: "Pei...Dong," she begged in a low voice, "I'm just an insignificant person. I'm not worthy of your efforts. Let me go, okay? Yes?" There are so many people waiting to be chosen by you..."

"It's not your turn to comment on who I choose, Ye Xingling." He interrupted her, his eyes clear again, "All you need to do is accept this check, or..."

 He looked at her coldly: "Maybe you would like to admire your sister's appearance after the infusion tube is removed."

Once upon a time, everyone in the world said that he was cold and cruel, but she didn't take it seriously, because he was too good to her at that time and always showed his gentle side. But now, when she was no longer the Xia Ling held in someone's hand, and stood in front of him as a little person, she could deeply understand the indifference of the absolute power of being alone.

 In his eyes, crushing the Ye sisters to death is probably like crushing an ant to death.

 But Xia Ling couldn't retreat. The result of retreat could only be death, either Ye Xingfei's death or her death - rather than return to the days of being fed and manipulated by others in her previous life, she would rather die again.

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 (End of this chapter)

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