The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 635 - 549 Unbearable to Look Back
After the car accident, Jian Si and her family were admitted to the hospital. Because of her mother’s protection, Jian Si only suffered minor injuries, while her father died on the spot and her mother was placed in the intensive care unit.
At that time, Jian Si was not yet in utter despair, because her mother was still alive, but treating her mother required a large sum of money.
She and Jian Hedong returned to the Jian Family company to get money, only to find that the company had already been devoured by Qian Zhide, the then deputy manager.
Over the years, Jian’s father had always trusted Qian Zhide greatly, treating him almost like a confidant, with most matters in the company managed by Qian Zhide. However, Jian’s father had not anticipated that Qian Zhide would turn out to be an ingrate, secretly colluding with others and quietly seizing control of Jian’s father’s company.
Jian Si and Jian Hedong confronted Qian Zhide, only to be driven out by the security guards sent by him, and Jian Hedong even had his head injured.
Seeing that retrieving the company’s money was no longer an option, Jian Si decided to sell their house, only to discover that Qian Zhide had deceived her father into mortgaging it five years ago.
The hospital was pressuring them for payment, and Jian Hedong used all his savings, which also led to a severe argument with Li Ronghua.
When Jian Hedong handed over the bag of money to Jian Si, she saw bruises on his face, clearly from a scuffle with Li Ronghua. She understood her uncle; he had always been timid, always followed Li Ronghua’s arrangements at home. Li Ronghua, being tall and strongly-built, was naturally not someone the shorter Jian Hedong could contend with.
At that time, all of Jian Si’s hopes were pinned on Jian Hedong, her seemingly cowardly uncle who stood by her side without hesitation when she needed him the most.
Despite their best efforts, the massive medical bills seemed like a bottomless pit, and the hospital’s bills reached Jian Si’s hands once again.
She knew that her uncle had given his all; he still needed to survive, and she couldn’t keep burdening him.
When Jian Si was at her wit’s end, Gao Ruobing, who had always been at odds with her, approached her. Gao Ruobing said she could help her get money; someone was willing to pay a lot for her first time.
Upon hearing this, Jian Si wanted to slap Gao Ruobing; clenching her fist tightly, she turned around and walked away without saying a word. She had reason to believe that this was a trap set by Gao Ruobing, that the so-called buyer was surely arranged by her.
Her father, while alive, had told her that a basic principle of being human is to not lack a bottom line. Although she was desperate for money, she had her principles. If she sold herself, even if her mother survived, she would feel guilty for life.
But that night, staying beside her mother’s hospital bed, seeing her increasingly haggard face and thinking of everything she had done for her... During their not-so-affluent times, her mother had scrimped to give her the best life. At the moment of the car crash, her mother had chosen without hesitation to protect her - how could she just watch her mother’s life ebbing away?
Jian Si didn’t sleep at all that night; the next day, she sought out Gao Ruobing.
She remembered Gao Ruobing’s arrogant and self-satisfied demeanor. She said, "Jian Si, I knew you would come to me. What else could you do besides sell yourself? But, you’ll get used to it after doing it a few times; it’ll feel just like a job."
Jian Si bit her lip until it bled, silently swallowing the taste of blood.
The boss introduced by Gao Ruobing was a man in his forties, greasy and overweight, who when smiling, showed two false teeth.
Just seeing the photograph, Jian Si’s stomach churned.
She had never imagined such a dramatic life happening to her, yet now she had no other choice.
She took the room card Gao Ruobing gave her and went to the arranged hotel.
If fate had plummeted Jian Si’s life into an abyss, it also played a big joke on her halfway through, allowing her to encounter Nan Zhan.
Nan Zhan was drunk that night. When he was drunk, the childish side in his genes was unreservedly exposed. He stubbornly stood in front of the hotel room like a child, insisting on staying in that room despite the manager’s persuasions. Naturally, the manager didn’t dare offend him, and had to give up the room that had been booked in advance for him.
He was planning to take a shower and go to sleep,
When Jian Si entered, he was still asleep. She just stood quietly to the side, knowing that she still had a chance to turn back, even thinking that if her mother died, she would die with her, for such a broken life was not worth keeping.
Indeed, she had already made such a plan to die with her mother.
Then, Nan Zhan suddenly sat up and vomited on her.
She was surprised to find that he was not the repulsive, fat-eared man seen in the photos; rather, he was incredibly handsome, his features as if sculpted with a paintbrush.
He looked very drunk,
Moved by compassion, yet it was this kindness that led to their tumultuous entanglement in this life.
After cleaning up, Jian Si fed him half a cup of water to rinse his mouth. He obediently complied, but when she was ready to leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Jian Si struggled for a while, but the disparity in strength was too great, and obviously, she had already resigned herself to her fate, thinking that since things had reached this point, she might as well leave it to fate.
He was rough in his drunkenness, hardly gentle.
By the end, Jian Si was trembling from the pain.
She hurriedly dressed in the dark, while he seemed to have fallen asleep again, lying there with even breathing. Another lightning bolt streaked across the sky, and she saw his lips curled upwards, appearing very satisfied.
Jian Si stood beside the bed for a while before finally speaking, "Sir, should I receive my money now?"
The person on the bed was motionless as if he hadn’t heard, forcing Jian Si to shake his arm and repeat what she had just said.
Her cheeks were already burning red, ashamed of this disgraceful transaction.
After a while, Nan Zhan turned over, still lying down, and stretched out his long arm to reach the clothes beside him.
He said, "Take it yourself."
His voice was magnetic and husky, quite pleasing to the ear.
Jian Si found his wallet in the clothes, and then pulled out a blank check, asking, "How much should I fill out?"
Gao Ruobing had never mentioned a price before, only saying it depended on the client’s mood, so Jian Si had no idea how much to fill in the check.
Nan Zhan was facing away from her, and it was unclear if he was even fully awake.
After a while, he finally said: "Whatever."
Jian Si did not know what "whatever" meant, and in the end, she picked up a pen from the table, used the light from her phone to see, and filled in fifty thousand.
In Jian Si’s eyes, this was already a large amount and it would suffice for her mother’s medical expenses for a while.
She tore the check from the checkbook, placed it in her pocket, thanked him, and left the room.
She should call him Nan Zhan, as the check bore his signature.
Jian Si stood in the corridor, the stark white lights illuminating her pale face; she clenched her fists, her smile somewhat bleak, thinking to herself, yes, just like this!
Unexpectedly, Jian Si saw a portly man in the hotel lobby arguing with the manager, the same "boss" from the photo.
The manager kept trying to placate him, "Sorry, sorry, that room has been reserved by Mr. Nan. How about this, we upgrade you to a suite for free?"
The portly man was obviously unhappy, as his visit wasn’t for the room.
Jian Si saw him still arguing with the manager and hurriedly covered her face with her bag and quickly left.
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The next day, the hospital pressed for payment again, and Jian Hedong was pleading in a low voice for an extension. The hospital issued a final ultimatum, stating that if they could not make the payment, they would have to transfer.
At that moment, Jian Si handed Jian Hedong an envelope containing fifty thousand yuan.
Jian Hedong opened it and saw the money, freshly withdrawn from the bank, looked at Jian Si incredulously and asked, "Sisi, where did this come from?"
Jian Si was not good at lying, and although she had prepared an excuse, she still guiltily lowered her head when faced with Jian Hedong’s questioning.
Jian Hedong seemed to understand something in an instant — what means could an eighteen-year-old girl have used to suddenly come up with fifty thousand yuan?
"How could you disrespect yourself so much?" Jian Hedong, filled with anger, struck Jian Si hard across the face.
Immediately afterward, Jian Hedong began sobbing, holding the swelling cheek of Jian Si.
He said, "Sisi, sorry, it’s Uncle who is useless,
Uncle wanted to sell the house, but she refused absolutely, I’m sorry for you, sorry for your parents, Uncle deserves to die."
No, Uncle, you did nothing wrong, you have done enough, I don’t blame you, I only have gratitude for you.
The hospital was bustling, and people curiously watched the uncle and niece embracing in agony.
However, the fifty thousand yuan was not enough to save Jian Si’s mother’s life, and she passed away a week later.
After arranging the funeral, Jian Hedong took Jian Si to his own small house, Li Ronghua naturally refused, but the timid Jian Hedong, wielding a kitchen knife, managed to scare her into submission.
To make things easier for her uncle, Jian Si voluntarily took on all the household chores, cooking, laundry, and cleaning.
Li Ronghua initially had objections, but once she realized she had acquired a maid for free, she abandoned the idea of driving Jian Si away but adamantly refused to spend any more money on Jian Si’s education.
Jian Hedong had cried more than once over this matter with Jian Si, as Li Ronghua controlled all the family’s finances and Jian Hedong couldn’t squeeze out a cent, and he himself did odd jobs, all his savings having gone to medical bills.
In such circumstances, Jian Si resolutely dropped out of school,
