Chapter 391: Chapter 391 Let’s Get Married (13) Chapter 391: Chapter 391 Let’s Get Married (13) The one in the patient’s gown was a bald man; at the mont he entered the room, he first sent out a ssage and then walked over to the hospital bed.
He turned on the light, waking the elderly lady with a rough shake.
After Mrs. Ye’s condition had stabilized, her oxygen mask was removed in the evening.
Startled awake suddenly, she was disoriented until she saw a man with a sinister smile standing at the bedside, which made her start gasping for air, repeatedly calling out the caretaker’s na, “Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu!”
“Old thing, what are you shouting for, do you really think with that little voice you can get soone to co?” The bald man sneered coldly, speaking unkindly, “Stop dreaming, your nanny has been sent away. Relax, I’m not going to harm you.”
“Who are you?” Mrs. Ye was weak, her voice indeed unable to get loud, “You haven’t hard Xiaoqiu, have you?”
“Heh, the old thing worries not about herself but about a caretaker.” The bald man held her in disdain, then pulled several docunts from within his clothes, “Old hag, there’s no need to be afraid, I’ve told you I’m not here to do anything to you, I’m just instructed by soone to tell you so things. From this perspective, you should thank .”
Mrs. Ye did not understand, “You co to find an old lady like , what do you want? I don’t want to know what you have to say, who the hell sent you?”
With a “whoosh,” before showing her the docunts, the bald man irritably tossed a stack of photos onto the hospital bed, “I don’t have all day, take a look yourself; once you’re done, I have other things to show you. Do you recognize the person in these?”
Mrs. Ye’s hands trembled slightly as she picked up the first photo—it was an old one.
It showed two young girls; she was suddenly shocked, “Jingjing, my Jingjing. This is…this is that evil woman, this evil woman, she killed my daughter!”
The bald man ignored what she was saying and, seeing her reaction, imdiately switched to the second photo.
The second photo was another old one, showing a young girl with braided pigtails.
“This is Ayue…”
Noting her recognition again, the bald man swiftly handed over the last photo.
Compared to the previous two, this one was a more recent picture.
The woman in the photo was in her thirties, dressed in cheap clothes, with facial features sowhat resembling the younger girl’s, but the original simplicity was completely substituted by a worldly weariness and debauchery.
Especially in the eyes, there was a desolation and lethargy typical of soone in their forties or fifties.
Without the similar facial features, no one would associate the two as the sa person.
Who knew what kind of changes had occurred to transform soone to this extent.
“This…”
“Old hag, this right here is what that chick looks like now.”
Mrs. Ye stared blankly at the photo, “Ayue, how could Ayue turn out like this…”
Ayue, the daughter of her own brother, Cheng Yue.
“This woman called Cheng Yue is quite a notorious gambler locally, I heard she used to have so assets, but later gambled everything away,” the bald man said while flipping through a contract, “When she ran out of money, she began to sell herself. You know what selling ans, old hag?”
Breaking into a lewd laugh, the bald man continued, “It ans earning money by sleeping with those lowlifes.”
Mrs. Ye’s face turned pale.
“But as you’ve seen, with age cos decline, and now this rchandise here, how much do you think it could even fetch?” The bald man looked at the photo with disdain, then threw the agreent over, “No capital to sell the body then you’ve got to sell an organ. Old hag, do you know who’s coming into the operating room the day after tomorrow to give you a kidney?”
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