It shouldn't have turned out like this, it was all his fault.
"I am willing to die for you a thousand times and ten thousand times, but why do you want me to forget you?"
"It shouldn't be like this, it should never be like this..."
"Zhizhi, I'm sorry..."
You are my hope for life and my determination for death.
But why, you gave me the hope of life, and gave yourself the determination to die?
Han Qingrang stood up slowly, his limbs still stiff.
Han Qingrang couldn't wait any longer, so he called someone over.
The man came in and knelt respectfully, "Master, please give me your orders."
"Go and ask her to come."
The person Han Qingrang was referring to naturally knew who she was: "Yes, Patriarch, please wait a moment. I will go and invite her right away."
As he stood up to leave, the man looked back at the woman lying on the bed.
What he was thinking was that no one in Teng Yuande's family would be able to escape.
Another morning passed.
The proprietress didn't come, so the man came back and reported: "Master, she said she is not free."
Han Qingrang slowly turned around.
Seeing Han Qingrang's expression at this moment, the man immediately said: "Master, she wants you to go and invite her in person."
"Um."
Han Qingrang agreed.
The man was surprised, but did not show it on his face.
The head of the family was such a high and mighty person, he actually went to ask the proprietress of the Soul Pawn Shop for help in person! !
Han Qingrang arranged hundreds of people to take charge of this palace and this room.
…
The proprietress is at the hotel.
Han Qing asked someone to invite her, so of course she knew about it, and of course she knew everything that happened to Zhiyun. However, as long as the baby in Zhiyun's belly was fine, she was not in a hurry to go in for the time being.
When she saw Han Qingrang, the proprietress narrowed her eyes slightly, fanning herself as she leaned against the counter, "Hey, long time no see."
"Save her. What's the price? Just ask."
He was so straightforward that the proprietress smiled and asked, "Save her? Save whom?"
"What do you want me to do to agree?" Han Qingrang looked at the proprietress with a cold and distant look. "Or, do you want me to use other means?"
"You can't do anything to me because I can't die. Talking about other means? What means can you use to force me?"
The boss lady's smile is so unrestrained.
That’s right, even Han Qingrang couldn’t shake the proprietress in the slightest, let alone others.
The existence of the proprietress is originally more transcendental than Han Qingrang's.
"Your son." Han Qingrang spoke lightly.
The proprietress smiled.
In just a moment, her expression darkened. "You, the dignified Lord of Teng Mansion, are you threatening me?"
"I can also kill him, or make him endure a punishment that he couldn't bear ten times. Do you think it's appropriate?"
His expression was so cold and distant, but what he said was so cruel and crazy.
That’s right, for the boss lady, it’s just outrageous.
With a snap.
The proprietress slammed her fan on the counter. "I'm a businesswoman, and I believe in harmony and wealth. In my place, it's always people who come to me for favors. Who dares to give me a hard time? Only you and your wife."
The proprietress used the strongest momentum to speak the weakest words.
Thinking of the threat, the boss's wife had to bear it. Her son was an ordinary person and could not afford to suffer this.
Following Han Qingrang all the way, we arrived at the palace smoothly.
Despite being here countless times.
But for the boss lady, this was the most frustrating time.
When she saw Zhiyun, the proprietress's arrogance became much weaker, and when she got closer, all her arrogance disappeared.
Looking at the sick beauty lying in bed, she became pitifully thin in just a few days.
"Save her."
Behind him was Han Qingrang's voice, speaking in a commanding tone.
The proprietress turned around and asked, "What's the price?"
"Just ask."
"What else is there to mention? People who know me know what I am like. They also know what I need and what I lack, and what I don't need and what I don't lack. To be honest, I lack nothing."
Having said this, the proprietress slowly sat down and crossed her legs, looking relaxed and at ease.
She looked at Zhiyun on the bed again. "It's been six months, and you've caused me this. You should reflect on yourself instead of threatening me."
Han Qingrang walked over and commanded in the same voice as Cen Lengqie just now: "Save her."
The proprietress glanced at him slightly and said, "It has to be an equal transaction here. If you want me to save her, it's a matter of life and death, you know that?"
"My life." He said without hesitation.
The proprietress smiled, looked at him and shook her head: "Your life is worthless, and you are no longer qualified to trade your life with me."
"Not qualified?"
He repeated these three words.
"Because I changed it once, I'm not qualified, right?" he asked.
The proprietress's expression changed slightly, but she wasn't particularly surprised. "Did you remember?"
"Shouldn't I remember this? You agreed to her deal. You deserve to die."
The proprietress: “…”
She didn't know whether she deserved to die or not, but he was the one who really deserved to die, for causing Zhiyun to be like this! !
Judging by the speed at which his memory fragments are repaired.
If it weren't for the drama five months ago, in which Zhiyun and Louis forced Han Qingrang to stop, Han Qingrang might have remembered it earlier.
The proprietress curled her lips and said, "What surprises me is that you actually remembered it. What makes me regretful is that if you had remembered it earlier, none of this would have happened."
The boss lady's words seemed so heartless.
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