Chapter 469: Winning Rong Qi Over

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After getting retorted, Rong Feiyu and her companions remained silent, refusing to leave. Even though they knew they were helpless here, they stayed on, waiting for Rong Tians.h.i.+ to wake up. They feared that in a moment of impulsivity, he would disclose the pa.s.sword and address to Rong Qi, just because she had willingly donated blood.

Mrs. Rong Sr. sat on a long bench, rubbing her eyes tearfully and yawning repeatedly. Her gaze kept wandering back to the stern-faced man sitting across from her. There was a niggling sense of familiarity, yet she couldnt place where she had seen him before. Suddenly, she pointed at Sheng Jian and shouted, You! Youre the man who took Chu Jing away from the hospital!

Sheng Jian slightly raised an eyebrow and adjusted the collar of his coat, You recognize me now? So, how does it feel to realize your son is utterly useless? Not only did I take away his woman, but Ive also won over his daughter.

His words oozed arrogance, darkening Mrs. Rong Sr.s face with indignation. She questioned, Werent you just a coal miner?

Mrs. Rong Sr. felt a surge of discomfort wash over her as she observed Sheng Jians lavish attire, his leather shoes even cleaner than her own face. When Chu Jing left the Rong family, Mrs. Rong Sr. cursed Chu Jing relentlessly, telling everyone that Chu Jing was foolish for running away with a loser. But now, that loser was a successful man standing before her, someone she couldnt afford to offend.

Mrs. Rong Sr.s heart churned with discomfort. She grasped Rong Feiyus hand and said, Feiyu, you must value yourself in the future. Dont run off with just any man. Ultimately, only someone born without a mothers upbringing would commit such an act.

The words were br.i.m.m.i.n.g with disdain.

Sheng Jian squinted, glaring at Su Yifan, Kid, you better open your eyes wide in the future. The apple doesnt fall far from the tree. Dont be fooled into bankruptcy while raising another mans child.

Sheng Jian was making a point, and quite effectively so. He had always been quick-witted, even as a young man. Age had done nothing to dampen his audacity.

Mrs. Rong Sr. was fuming, her face turning crimson red. She gripped her cane tightly, taking deep breaths to calm herself.

Rong Feiyu glanced at the distracted Su Yifan, her face pale, and clasped her grandmothers hand, Grandma, lets stop talking and wait for Dad.

Who knows what else the man across from them, with his slicked-back hair, would say next? Rong Feiyu thought.

Two hours later, the door to the operating room finally opened.

Rong Qi was supported by two nurses, her face as white as a sheet, and her steps faltering. There was no vitality left in her.

Sheng Jians eyebrows knitted together in severe displeasure as he went over to her, whisking his coat around her frail form. Wasnt this just a blood draw? What the h.e.l.l, did she get tortured? Whats going on?

Sheng Jians tone had lost all civility. Seeing Rong Qi in such a state was unnerving for him.

The nurses were startled by his booming voice, stammering as they explained, Sir, the patient had severe blood loss, so we had to take more blood from Mrs. Ye. W-we did it with her consent.

After saying that, the nurses hurried away, as if fleeing the scene.

Sheng Jians aura was icy cold. He thought, Was it her sheer willpower that had kept her going in this weakened state?

He gently supported Rong Qi, helping her to sit down, Lets get you a bed and rest for a while.

Rong Qi nodded.

Sheng Jian squatted in front of her, gesturing for her to climb onto his back. Rong Qi hesitated, her brows lightly furrowing. She was reluctant to get on.

Annoyed, Sheng Jian snapped, Still playing coy at a time like this? If you dont want me to carry you, Ill call that deadbeat Ye Nanshen right now and let him do it!