After returning home, Liu Zhifang, who had no kinship, looked at Wen Xinya, who was sleeping soundly. Her eyes were filled with disgust, and she was thinking of all kinds of schemes to make Wen Xinya exchange for the 200 million yuan for her.
Sun Zhuo was not her daughter, which made Liu Zhifang depressed. Now, she had to think of a way to make this useless Wen Xinya go to Pawnshop No. 8 willingly. Liu Zhifang felt hatred just thinking about it, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes...
Enjoying the long-lost affection, Wen Xinya seemed to have forgotten everything. She was immersed in Liu Zhifang's 'doting' and was deeply unable to extricate herself.
On this day, Wen Xinya was having lunch with Liu Zhifang.
Suddenly, Liu Zhifang fell to the ground without any warning. Just listening to it made her feel pain.
Wen Xin, who was standing at the side, panicked and called the hospital. Finally, Liu Zhifang was sent to the hospital.
After the doctor finished his diagnosis, Wen Xinya immediately went over and asked,"
"Doctor, how is my mother?”
"Are you the patient's daughter?"
Doctor Zhang could not help but ask when he saw Wen Xin's anxious gaze.
"Yes, I'm her daughter. Doctor, my mother will be fine, right?？”
"... I'm very sorry. The patient has not paid attention to eating on time since a long time ago. Coupled with the illness caused by missing her, her internal organs are already showing signs of various degrees of failure. Young lady, I advise you to be prepared as soon as possible. Sigh..."
Doctor Zhang's eyes were filled with pity. He sighed heavily after he finished speaking, but he did not know who he was sighing for.
Wen Xinya was so shocked that she did not even notice the doctor leaving. At this moment, her mind was filled with the warning signs of internal organ failure and the illness of longing.
What else could make a mother miss her child? Wen Xinya suddenly felt that she had misunderstood Liu Zhifang in the past. It turned out that she had never forgotten her…
While Liu Zhifang was in a coma, Wen Xinya ran around and asked Doctor Zhang if Liu Zhifang could still be saved.
As Liu Zhifang's personal doctor, Doctor Zhang did not answer at first. However, after being pestered by Wen Xinya, he finally told her that it was not that he could not save her, but that the cost of the surgery was beyond her imagination…
After the incident, Wen Xinya recalled that Liu Zhifang was a designer and should be very rich. When she told the doctor, the doctor said that Liu Zhifang had been suffering from this illness for a long time and had not been cured for 18 years. If it was not because she could not hold on any longer, she would not have gone to look for her daughter who had no choice but to give up. Now, it seemed that Wen Xinya was that daughter. As for the money, he had almost exhausted it in the past eighteen years. The real cost of the rehabilitation surgery was as high as twenty million US dollars, which was equivalent to more than 400 million Taiwan dollars!
The doctor's words made Wen Xinya cry. She sighed and realized that her mother did not abandon her on purpose. However, while she was touched, she was also shocked by the exorbitant surgery fee.
After returning to the ward, Wen Xinya looked at Liu Zhifang's sleeping face and thought of the recent days. She was even more reluctant to let her mother leave again. She began to have the idea of keeping her mother even if she had to make a deal with the devil.
Coincidentally, a piece of black paper on the cabinet next to Chang's lit up and attracted Wen Xinya's attention.
It was the name card of Pawnshop No. 8. As long as one's heart had the desire to go into the dark, it would be sensed and emit a light that attracted humans. This light would guide people into Pawnshop No. 8 and start pawning their belongings…
" Pawnshop No. 8…"
Picking up the name card, Wen Xinya read the words on it. She had heard of this pawnshop before, but she did not know where it was. If the pawnshop number 8 could really satisfy her wish, she was willing to exchange her belongings!
"…Footsteps?"
Just as she was about to go to Pawnshop No. 8, Wen Xinya heard the sound of rapid footsteps approaching from all directions.
"…A red sedan chair!!"
As the space twisted, Wen Xinya saw a red sedan carried by four people rushing towards her.
Before Wen Xinya could react, she arrived at an extremely strange place. There were dark and gray scenes everywhere. Black trees, black grass, and a huge black mansion!
Wen Xinya knew that she had arrived. This was the place. There was a striking Arabic number on the door: 8
The door of the mansion was made of wood and was huge. There was a ring-shaped lock on the door. The pattern on the lock was a ferocious beast, like a lion and a dragon. Although this beast was locked on the door, it gave off a sense of oppression as if it was staring at the heart of the person. If a lock was the key to a door, then a lock with a wild beast on it was enough to show the gloominess of the entire mansion.
Wen Xinya gulped and wanted to knock on the door timidly, but the door opened slowly.
The interior of the mansion was bright and luxurious, and the lights were very bright. It was a world of difference from the gray-black darkness outside.
The marble floor, the gorgeous crystal chandelier, and the red curtains made it look like a luxurious six-star hotel. Wen Xinya stood in front of the porch and took a deep breath. Suddenly, a 'person' appeared. Wen Xinya thought that this 'person' was guiding her. Hence, Wen Xinya followed 'him' into the depths of the mansion.
On the silent road, the sound of the soles of the shoes on the floor was very loud. The aftertaste was mixed with the echo, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.
In the end, Wen Xinya arrived at a large study room.
There was a long table in the middle of the room. There were some ceremonial items on the table, and in front of the table was a red velvet sofa. Wen Xinya didn't dare to make any movements. She wanted to ask the 'person' who led the way just now, but the figure had already disappeared.
Behind the central stage was a black leather chair with a high back. About eight feet behind the black leather chair was another room.
Soon, a handsome young man suddenly appeared on the black leather chair.
His eyes were especially bright, and he was dressed in a hot suit, making him look elegant and luxurious.
The noble aura that came from him was like the blood of a noble that had been inherited for thousands of generations, making his appearance have the temperament of a god.
"Boss Han?" Wen Xinya was shocked.
That's right, this young man was Han Nuo.
Han Nuo had also attended the party that " He " had organized after his return from his journey. A person as impressive as him would be hard to forget after meeting him once. However, Wen Xinya had never expected Han Nuo to be the owner of Pawnshop No. 8…
Han Nuo maintained his usual expression at the pawnshop and said,""Miss Wenxin, how can I help you?”
"Can Pawnshop No. 8 really satisfy all human wishes?”
Wen Xinya knew that she still dared to believe that Pawnshop No. 8 really existed, so she asked in shock.
"Yes, as long as you are willing to pawn it, Pawnshop No. 8 can give you everything you want, but the premise is that the pawnshop doesn't do business at a loss.”Han Nuo explained.
"Then I want 20 million dollars, okay?”
Wen Xinya asked tentatively.
"Sure, but I wonder if Miss Wenxin knows the rules of our pawnshop? What do you plan to use in exchange?"
"I've heard of this before. As long as I can get 20 million USD, I can pawn everything I have!”
"I want your kinship."
Han Nuo said with a smile. Han Nuo did not want to see this happen, so he decided to take Wen Xin's affection. Although she might abandon her child in the future, family did not necessarily need to be maintained by family. They still had 'love'!
"No! It wasn't easy for me to find my mother and know how much she suffered for me. I can't pawn my family ties…"
Wen Xinya had rejected Han Nuo without even thinking about it. It had to be said that Liu Zhifang's schemes were profound. Wen Xinya did not abandon her and might even continue to be used by her.
"I don't want anything other than family!”
Han Nuo knew Liu Zhifang's plan, but he did not point it out. Instead, he said that he wanted nothing but family.
"Talent? Right! He 'Dong and Mrs Yang both said that I have great talent in design. Boss Han, can I pawn my talent?”
Having experienced the feeling of kinship, Wen Xinya would never pawn it no matter what. When she recalled what she had, she suddenly thought of her own talent.
"At the end of this month, the He Corporation will officially start to sponsor you so that you can learn fashion design systematically. One year later, you will have your own brand counter, and three years later, your name will become the representative of fashion in the world. Are you sure you want to use your talent to exchange for 20 million dollars?”
Wen Xinya had already arrived at Pawnshop No. 8. She was no longer under the protection of the He Corporation and had a dark side to her. Han Nuo was shocked by Wen Xinya's future, but his usual professional ethics kept him calm.
"I'm willing!"
Wen Xinya did not even think about it, but this time, she had agreed to pawn it. She was already deeply bound by Liu Zhifang's dream and was unwilling to obtain 'salvation' from it.
"Isn't it your dream to have your own fashion store? Why did he give up so easily?”
"This is indeed my dream, but now that I feel kinship, my dream is no longer important. I want my mother to live!”Wen Xin explained to Han Nuo, but her tone was a little low. It was obvious that she did not want to give up her ideals, but her ideals became insignificant in the face of family.
"Alright then! This is a check for 20 million yuan. As long as you sign the agreement, this check will be yours.”
Although Han Nuo sympathized with Wen Xinya, everyone had their own path. Since Wen Xinya had chosen this thorny path, she had to be prepared for the future.
"Alright."
Wen Xinya pushed the signed agreement to Han Nuo for inspection.
"Miss Wenxin, from now on, your talent will be kept by our Pawnshop No. 8. If you don't come to redeem it within half a year, you'll be at our disposal.”
Han Nuo said to Wen Xin as usual after putting the signed agreement away.
"Yes."
Wen Xinya nodded.
"In that case, let's begin!”
After Han Nuo said that, he brushed his hand across Wen Xin's face and she fell asleep.
It was as if he had entered a fragrant realm.
Her warm facial features were filled with a sweet fragrance. It was the most refreshing and sweet fragrance he had ever felt in his life. It was like the fragrance of flowers, but it was a little stronger than the fragrance of flowers. It attacked his senses. It allowed one to see the beauty of flowers without opening their eyes, to hear the fantasy of the wind even if their ears were covered, to taste the intimacy and satisfaction of sweet candy even when their tongue was alone, and to feel the infinite gentleness even if their skin was numb…
Love happiness, love happiness. If there really was a heaven in the world, this was how the messenger of heaven should be.
Heaven.
Wen Xinya seemed to be receiving God's favor. She closed her eyes so that she couldn't see, nor could she feel the true reality.
In the study, the surgery was in progress.
There was no fragrance of flowers, no nectar, and no breeze. Han Nuo focused on putting his hands into Wen Xin's head. He took out Wen Xin's talent with both hands and placed it into the bottle held by the puppet beside him.
This was a surgery without pain, bleeding, or feeling.
Since Han Nuo had allowed AhJing to come into contact with 'Her', Han Nuo and a puppet were the ones who completed today's transaction…
Han Nuo waved his hand to send away the still intoxicated warmth.
Wen Xinya, who had suddenly appeared in the hospital, was holding the 20 million USD check tightly in her hand…
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