C5

"Wait a moment." Before she could finish her sentence, the man interrupted her, as if he was talking to someone too far away to hear clearly.

After about two minutes, the phone was picked up again. The man's tone was much gentler than before: "Evening, how about this. Come to the office tomorrow and your uncle will talk to you about your father's debt. Then we'll talk about your life."

"But …"

"Okay, that's it."

Without giving Gong Wan’er a chance to speak, the other party directly hung up.

"Hey …" "Hey …" To the sound of the phone ringing, Gong Wan’er, who was feeling uncomfortable, lowered his head and did not say a word.

Mo Zhaoyun took his medicine case downstairs and took it back from her: "I'll take care of it first."

As Gong Wan’er applied medicine to the wound, he sniffed and said to Mo Zhaoyun, "Can you lend me some money? I'll pay you back tomorrow when you return from my uncle's place."

Mo Zhaoyun heard and stopped. This was the first time someone had borrowed money from him.

When Gong Wan’er saw that he was unwilling, she immediately lowered her head with an awkward feeling in her heart. Originally, she was too embarrassed to speak, but after thinking about her current sorry state, even going out would become a problem.

Seeing her like that, Mo Zhaoyun thought of something. He took out the money that Gong Wan’er had left behind in the hotel from his wallet, casually wrote down his number on a slip of paper and gave it to her, then said: "I will return the money to you, as well as my number. Call me if anything happens."

"Still? Did I give you money? " Gong Wan’er was suspicious, she seemed to have never known Mo Zhaoyun before, not to mention that Mo Zhaoyun had handsome facial features, he was handsome wherever he went, especially in his eyes. Only after taking off his sunglasses did she realise that he was as attractive as a diamond in front of a woman's eyes.

And she was very sensitive to things, especially numbers, like when she looked at the phone number on the note paper and read it twice to remember it, but she had forgotten that the man in front of her was the "good cowboy" who had drunk and broken the night before and gone to bed.

Mo Zhaoyun's face turned cold, this girl actually did not remember a single bit of him!

"Your room is at the corner of the stairs. There's a servant's uniform in there. You wear that." He immediately put on the appearance of a stranger who was not allowed to get close to him. After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the stairs, quickly going upstairs.

"Alright!" Gong Wan’er immediately replied, he did not understand why the man's face would suddenly change, and seeing that he was no longer on the second floor, he sat down and carefully cleaned his wounds.

It was inconvenient for him to clean up his wounds. Even his wrists were sore.

Thinking about that, Gong Wan’er became furious. Chen Litong had pushed her on purpose!

The mention of Chen Litong also made her think of Du Yang. He actually cheated when she needed him the most.

Scum!

Gong Wan’er cursed in his heart as he changed to a new cotton swab and began to apply the medicine.

Soon, she cleaned up her wounds, packed her medical kit and went to the room at the corner of the stairs. As soon as she opened the door, a large bed came into view.

Right now, what she needed the most was a bed. Without looking at anything else, she heavily "threw" herself on the bed and let out a sigh of relief.

After a while, the tiredness hit him and Gong Wan’er quickly fell asleep.

She slept soundly, but she did not know that more terrible things were waiting for her.

The next morning.

Gong Wan’er was startled awake by the sound of the door opening. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, thinking that the man had come to urge her to work, but the door to her bedroom was still tightly shut.

She froze for a moment. She heard the sound of an engine outside and realized that he had already driven away, that it was too late to chase after him.

Today, she still needed to go to her uncle's company. She quickly got up and washed her face and took out the clothes in the closet to change into an ordinary suit, which made her a little happy. If it was those kind of servant uniform from Japanese and Korean dramas, she really wouldn't have the courage to wear them.

Gong Wan’er left a note informing him that he would be back soon, and then went straight to his uncle's house.

When the bus stopped again, Gong Wan’er finally reached his uncle's residential area in the city center after more than an hour.

After Gong Wan’er crippled the door for a long time, he finally persuaded the security guards to let her in. Not long after he pressed the doorbell, a servant opened the door for Gong Wan’er.

"You're here. The mister is in the study." The person who opened the door politely pointed in the direction of the study room for Gong Wan’er, then turned and entered the kitchen.

Gong Wan’er clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath and then stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Uncle, I'm Xiao'er, may I come in?"

In the study room sat a middle-aged man with a square face and thick eyebrows. It was Gong Wan’er's uncle with the same surname, Gong Zhibo.

Hearing the knock on the door, Gong Zhibo smiled as he closed his eyes.

"Evening, come in." He got up and used the coffee machine to make coffee.

Gong Wan’er entered the room upon hearing the voice. He looked at Gong Zhibo and hesitated for a moment before replying, "Uncle, I …"

"Evening." Not giving her the chance to speak, Gong Zhibo walked over with two cups of coffee. While gesturing for Gong Wan’er to take a seat, he placed the cup in front of her and said: "You should know that I was also affected by your father's accident. The company's funds flow has become a problem, moreover there is still a large amount of arrears to be paid."

Gong Waner frowned, she was extremely sorry, and felt that she had implicated her uncle with her father. She said: "I'm sorry, I will definitely think of a way to resolve it, please give me some time."

"Ha, no rush. You must be tired from the journey. Try the coffee that others gave me. I like taking some away later. As for the solution, there will always be one." Gong Zhibo spoke calmly, as if he was comforting Gong Wan’er, but his eyes revealed a conspiracy.

"Thank you." Without a doubt, Gong Wan’er picked up the cup and sat on the car. Since she was a little nervous, and was indeed thirsty, she drank half the cup of coffee like water before asking Gong Zhibo: "Uncle, do you have a good idea?"

"The president of his corporation lost his wife at an early age and even intended to continue playing the string. He was very satisfied with you at the last banquet, how about …" Gong Zhibo squinted his eyes and laughed.

"What did you say!?" He's older than my father, how can you think of that! " The unbelievable Gong Wan’er's pupils dilated and her heart trembled. She couldn't believe that her uncle would have such a thought.

Gong Zhibo put on a nonchalant look and advised Gong Wan’er: "In this society, there are many old and young wives, furthermore, people have set their eyes on you, so after solving the problem of debt, you can have a good home, so your father will be at ease here."

"Enough! If my dad knew you were doing this, he wouldn't be at ease! " Gong Wan’er was so angry that her eyes turned red, her hands turned cold in an instant. She felt that this uncle was very unfamiliar.

"It doesn't seem to be up to you to decide." Gong Zhibo leaned his hands on the sofa and looked at Gong Wan’er with a smile that was not a smile.