Chapter 93 Catering to His Preferences
"Hello, I'm Su Xi. I want to make a deal with you. You'll donate bone marrow to my brother, and you can name your price."
Across from him, Feng Wenzhou spoke politely but distantly, "Miss Su, I'm sorry, Mr. Feng just called and ordered me to follow his orders. Mr. Feng is rich and powerful; I can't afford to offend him. Besides, Mr. Feng said that all your assets have been frozen. Where did you get the money?"
Su Xi's face was completely pale, and her fingernails dug her palms until they bled.
That man broke her wings and blocked her escape route; this obsessive love was terrifying and utterly hateful.
"I can make money in the future, you can have as much as you want, I'll write you an IOU."
"Sorry, I'd prefer something ready-made."
Feng Wenzhou hung up the phone and immediately called Feng Jinchen, his tone ingratiating, "Mr. Feng, Miss Su called me. She begged me to save her brother; she said she'd give me whatever I asked for. I refused. Mr. Feng, I'm a little short on cash right now; my family members are all sick. What do you think…?"
Feng Jinchen's face darkened. Suddenly, he remembered that the woman still had a way out. "Come to my place."
In the Feng family office, Feng Wenzhou hunched over, looking downcast, like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden, finding everything fascinating.
How many do you want?
Feng Wenzhou tried holding up five fingers, thinking he should be given at least 50,000 or 500,000.
"Donating bone marrow won't affect your health. Aren't you asking for too much?"
A chill enveloped him, and Feng Wenzhou shivered. He broke off a finger, then thought for a moment and broke off another.
"Okay, here's 3 million."
What? Feng Wenzhou's throat gurgled with excitement, almost choking on his saliva.
The man blushed with surprise. With all this money, why would he need to donate bone marrow?
In an instant, she thought of the man's ruthless methods. If he dared to run away, he would probably be caught in the next second, and then he would lose both his money and his life, which would be a great loss.
Just as he suppressed the thought of absconding with the money, the domineering CEO spoke coldly again, "Take the money, hide, change your phone number, and hide as well as possible. Don't let Su Xi let anyone find you. I will contact you when the time comes."
Feng Jinchen's eyes were deep; this was the real reason he had called people over.
Su Xi has no money, but her uncle does. If her uncle helps Su Xi, Feng Wenzhou might actually be poached.
"...Huh? Okay, okay." Taking the card from Wang Dong, Feng Wenzhou was still a little confused and couldn't believe it.
Such a good thing really exists in the world, someone brings you a pillow when you're just dozing off... He nodded and bowed, looking honest and simple, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
Su Xi called Feng Jue.
The call was answered instantly, and a man's gentle yet cool voice came through the phone, carrying a faint, warm, and magnetic quality, "Su Xi? What is it?"
He had intended to ask him for help with his younger brother, but changed his mind before asking, "What exactly are the documents in that small box?"
"It's a trade secret of the Feng family. Knowing it won't do you any good."
I don't believe it.
After a few seconds of silence on the other end, the man's gentle voice came through, "Would you like to come out and sit for a while? I have something to tell you."
"……good."
Feng Jue deliberately chose a window seat in the restaurant, in an open setting.
As soon as Su Xi sat down, the man handed her a box of beautifully packaged pastries. "I've noticed that you don't like taking medicine when you're sick. Is it because you're afraid of bitterness? These candied fruits are sweet but not cloying. You can try them."
Su Xi lowered her eyes. This was a limited edition product launched by Michelin. A single box was sold at an exorbitant price, and even if you had the money, you couldn't buy it.
"I just don't like taking medicine or getting injections, it has nothing to do with whether it's bitter or not."
The man was momentarily lost in thought as he watched the woman push the candied fruit back.
"Uncle, you should know how important that document is to me, since I risked my life to find it time and time again."
“I told you, that’s a secret of the Feng family.”
Su Xi bit her lip, a nameless fire rising in her heart.
"I'll tell you once this secret is no longer valid," the man added gently, but the woman's expression remained unpleasant.
"Su Xi," the man called softly, and when he saw the woman looking over, his voice was cold, "Do you want to be with me?"
Su Xi was stunned for a moment, only to see the dark circles in the man's eyes, and her hand was also grasped by the man's hot, large hand.
What does "being together" mean?
Meeting the woman's cold, sharp eyes, the man remained silent for a moment.
Su Xi sneered and pulled her hand away. "So you just want to sleep with me? And then you'll get tired of me and throw me away? If you really like me, do you dare to say right now in front of everyone in the old house that you're going to marry your niece-in-law? So what's the difference between you and that scumbag?"
The man clearly hadn't expected the woman to be so excited; time seemed to stretch out infinitely in his eyes.
He had never thought about marriage.
After what seemed like an eternity, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I can marry you, but only if you make me feel that you love me. I don't like to force things."
“You’re forcing yourself right now. I’ve said before that some people can do things that go against the natural order, but I can’t.”
The man gave a wry smile. "So you said that to me on purpose that time, not just out of anger."
Seeing the indifference in the woman's eyes, he saw no point in persisting. He stood up and said in a colder tone, "Keep that box of candied fruit. You can eat one even when life is tough. I hope you won't regret it."
The man paid the bill and left, and Su Xi also got up and left, leaving only a lonely box of candied fruit on the table.
Hillside villas
Feng Hanhai handed a small box to Liu Yufeng, saying, "This is for you. Don't let Feng Jue suppress you too much in the future, or I'll lose face. Don't contact me unless it's absolutely necessary."
Liu Yufeng opened it with suspicion, but after seeing the contents, a look of ecstatic joy spread across her face.
With this leverage, he and his son would never have to be at that man's mercy again.
Feng Jinchen didn't come back all night.
Su Xi knew that he was waiting for her to back down, and the price of not backing down would be her brother's life.
She wasn't the kind of chaste woman from ancient times who would commit suicide or hang herself if someone touched her hand or looked at her feet. For her younger brother, she was willing to try even if a man deceived her.
Su Xi got up to take a shower. While scrubbing her back, the fake skin on her right shoulder fell off, revealing a plum blossom birthmark.
These were the last words the mother spoke while holding her younger brother's hand before she fell into a coma. Her brother didn't understand, and neither did she, but she would obey unconditionally.
After showering and drying herself off, Su Xi put on the fake skin in front of the mirror.
"Mr. Feng, the young mistress has arrived."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jinchen paused, his hand holding the document nearly breaking the pen in his hand.
"Let her in."
The woman walked in gracefully, her long dress reaching her ankles, slightly loose, yet still outlining her perfectly sculpted figure as she moved.
Feng Jinchen's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
The woman had clearly dressed up carefully, deliberately catering to his tastes, instantly arousing a strong urge in him.
But the man remained seated, motionless, his handsome face showing almost no expression as he looked at the woman.
My heart was pounding like a drum.
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