Jian Qian smiled and said, "You want to buy off my child's life for one million?"
"If you think it's too little, I can give it more, just give me a price."
"One hundred million."
"What?"
Mrs. Liu's face turned pale with shock.
"I said one million, otherwise you are not qualified to ask questions here. Please take your one million and leave here."
"..."
Jian Qian thought she would be different, but it turned out that she was just a self-righteous girl who was not experienced in the world.
So she no longer gave her face, and she no longer used hypocritical politeness.
Mrs. Liu saw her stern face and stood up, "Excuse me, I'll take my leave first."
After she left, Jian Qian closed the door and stood silently against the door panel.
I don't know why, but I feel very pathetic.
In the past few years in City A, she had a feeling that everything was getting better. But today when this girl came to see her, she realized that she was still miserable.
Is that what it is without a home?
Not to mention family background.
Not even a home.
Not long after, the doorbell rang again, and her heart skipped a beat because she really didn't want to deal with that girl anymore.
It's nothing more than trying to determine whose child this child is and whether it will be aborted.
But the doorbell stopped and then rang again.
She got annoyed and turned around to open the door.
It's just that she looked upset and angry, but she was facing another person.
At that moment, her heart stopped.
Just staring blankly at the indifferent person at the door.
He suddenly smiled evilly and said, "Everyone who comes is a guest. I, the host, came here specially to visit Miss Jian. You don't want me to come in and sit down?"
"No please."
She finally came to her senses and was about to close the door with two words.
"I've brought you people and dinner. It wouldn't be a waste if you don't invite them."
His palm quickly placed on the door, preventing her from closing it.
"Feng Ying, I'm not in the mood to chat with you right now."
Jian Qian had no choice but to tell the truth.
But she was too angry and upset, and it was all written on her face.
In comparison, Feng Ying is calm and strategizing.
"Then we won't talk, just have a meal."
Feng Ying took her wrist slowly and pushed the door open.
"Put the food in and then you can leave."
"Yes, Mr. Feng."
The staff pushed the dining cart inside.
Feng Yingbian also took her wrist and walked inside.
Five minutes later, the staff distributed the meals and left. The door was closed, and they were alone inside.
There was no dining table inside, so they sat on the sofa for a long time.
Feng Ying sat next to her, looked at her indifferent look and said, "Eat something, it will be better for the child in your belly."
"What's so good about it? It needs to be taken away anyway."
"..."
Feng Ying listened and stopped when he picked up the knife and fork, looking at her incomprehensible smile.
Jian Qian hated him for looking so dignified and looked away.
"I heard that every time a woman aborts a child, she will have to pay off the debt when she gets older."
"..."
Jian Qian looked at him. She couldn't say she wasn't afraid, but she hated him even more for speaking.
"This is for you."
At first glance, it looks like very expensive beef.
He cut a portion, brought it to her, and took hers to him.
Jian Qian then looked at him and found that he was wearing a neat suit, so he asked, "Where did Mr. Feng come from?"
"Feng family."
He smiled, then cut a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, it tastes really good. Give it a try. It won't taste right when it's cold. It's very expensive."
When Jian Qian heard this, she picked up the knife and fork and took a bite.
It's indeed expensive.
But she ate too much, so she wasn't hungry at all.
She couldn't take the second bite, so she put down her fork again.
Feng Ying looked at her and asked, "Isn't it delicious?"