The doctor glanced at the pile of big bills on the table, muttering, "So what if you have money? The kid isn't even sure who the father is."
"Dr. Hu."
The sudden voice startled the doctor so much, but when he saw it was the nurse, he finally relaxed.
...
South City, Gu Family.
"Mingzhu, tell me, what should we do?" Fang Yue was completely lost. The Gu Family's fabric factory was barely hanging on; if they lost it, where would their money come from in the future?
"Mom, panicking won't help. I honestly think something fishy is going on this time." Gu Mingzhu frowned. By rights, she'd rallied her classmates to help sell fabric, cleared out most of the inventory, and Jin Yuanbao even hooked a boss from out of town who put in an order for fabric. If she just had a little more time, she was sure she could breathe new life into the Gu Family factory.
Yet that boss would rather pay a penalty than take the order—she sensed something was off.
