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Chapter 37 - Chapter 37 The Financial Sponsor Wants to Become Her

 

  Chapter 37: The Financial Sponsor Wants to Give Himself to her

  . The seriously injured Fu Chen'an needed someone to watch over him.

  To prevent him from dying here in the middle of the night. Bad luck was secondary; the main concern was money.

  This was the only customer of her Trans-Space Supermarket!

  With the air conditioning on, Xiao Yingchun sat cross-legged next to Fu Chen'an, unable to sleep.

  She began fiddling with her phone, occasionally touching Fu Chen's forehead and palms.

  On Dai Hengxin's side, Xiao Yingchun politely yet bluntly rejected him: "Old Dai, I don't have any feelings for you. We're good partners. A relationship is expensive, so let's not do it."

  Dai Hengxin again expressed his willingness to transfer his shares to Xiao Yingchun.

  Xiao Yingchun refused again: "You've put in so much effort, and your share is what you deserve. How can you refuse it?"

  "If you don't want it, our auction company can disband."

  Dai Hengxin, holding his phone, felt helpless. Although he had long known that Xiao Yingchun didn't care about money, she still felt a mixture of emotions when she said this. He

  felt both happy and disappointed.

  He was happy that she wasn't greedy for money.

  She clearly separated her disappointment from herself.

  In the end, Dai Hengxin replied with just three words: "I'll do as you say."

  A message arrived from her aunt, Pan Huamei, asking who had taken Xiao Yingchun away tonight.

  Pan Huamei keenly noticed Vice President Liu's alternating attitude, from arrogance to courtesy. After

  Xiao Yingchun was taken away, Vice President Liu was initially furious, but after a few whispers from her son, who had returned from studying abroad, she immediately fell silent.

  After Xiao Yingchun and the young man left, Vice President Liu even actively tried to persuade Liu Weimin to give up Xiao Yingchun.

  Naturally, Liu Weimin was reluctant, but neither of them explained the reason in front of Pan Huamei.

  Pan Huamei knew: all this was connected to that young man.

  With one of them being a senior executive at a state-owned enterprise and the other a director, there were few people they feared in such a small place.

  Clearly, this young man was one of them.

  If this young man truly had connections, could he help her and her husband, Ge Chuncheng, rise to higher levels of success?

  Pan Huamei's eager inquiries didn't yield the expected response. Xiao Yingchun replied with just five words: "A friend of a friend."

  Pan Huamei was disappointed, but at the same time, she decided to find another opportunity to inquire more carefully.

  Liu Weimin also sent a message, a lengthy essay.

  Xiao Yingchun replied with a single sentence: "We're not suitable. Don't waste your time." She never replied again.

  After replying to all the WeChat messages, Xiao Yingchun began watching short videos.

  In the first half of the night, Fu Chenan was fine, motionless, a model patient.

  In the second half, Fu Chenan began to toss and turn.

  First, he twisted and turned like a caterpillar, then he began to speak nonsense.

  First, he cried, "Dad, go!"

  Then, he cried, "Mom, don't go..."

  What was going on?

  Was there a difference between his father and his mother?

  One wanted him to go, the other not...

  Xiao Yingchun was busy rubbing alcohol, monitoring his temperature, and giving him fever-reducing medicine.

  Finally, his fever subsided at dawn, and Xiao Yingchun was exhausted. She rolled over on her mat and fell into a sound sleep.

  When she woke up and opened her eyes, she was faced with a big face close to her.

  Xiao Yingchun shouted briefly: "Ah!"

  When she realized that it was her financial sponsor Fu Chenan, she quickly covered her mouth and climbed up: "Are you feeling better?"

  Fu Chenan was lying on his side, covered with a quilt. His cheeks were slightly red, and it was unclear whether it was from the fever or embarrassment: "Miss Xiao...where are my clothes?"

  Xiao Yingchun pointed to the trash can on the other side of the counter: "I cut them with scissors and threw them away."

  "You cut them?" Fu Chenan's face turned even redder.

  Xiao Yingchun looked puzzled: "Who else could it be if not me?"

  "I can't go out to find a doctor...can the doctor give it to you? How can I explain your origins then?"   

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  Fu Chen'an hurriedly explained, "I don't mean to blame you."

  Xiao Yingchun was puzzled. "Then what do you mean?"

  Fu Chen'an gritted his teeth, his face flushing a sickly red from excessive blood loss. "My...you saved my life, and I, Fu, have no way to repay you. I'm willing...willing..."

  Willing to give myself to you?!

  Xiao Yingchun jumped to her feet. "Hey, hey, hey, don't try to scam me! I just saved you. I didn't mean anything else!"

  "Don't let your imagination run wild. It was just a dog on the side of the road. I'd save it if I saw it so badly..."

  Ugh!

  What nonsense!

  Xiao Yingchun turned around, spitting at herself, and changed her tone.

  "Isn't it just looking at your body? We don't take it so seriously here."

  "If it was to save your life, it wouldn't matter. No one would take it to heart..."

  "At most, give me a gift to express my gratitude, and that's it."

  My hint was almost explicit, don't you understand?

  Just give me money.

  Give me something, too.

  Fu Chen'an's expression changed. "How many people have you saved?" "

  How many men have you seen?"

  Xiao Yingchun stared at him speechlessly. "Big Brother, your focus is wrong. Please listen to the last sentence.

  " Xiao Yingchun spoke sincerely, "Of course I only saved you."

  "My country is very safe. You won't encounter such a thing twice in your life."

  "If something like that happened, there would be... the police would be here immediately. It would take a few minutes... half an incense stick."

  Fu Chen'an's expression improved a little. He no longer insisted on marrying her, but turned to another question: "Do you have any men's clothing?"

  Xiao Yingchun thought for a moment and said, "Yes! Wait a minute."

  She first took a box of men's underwear from the shelf, opened it, and handed it to him: "This, you should be able to wear it."

  "What is this?" Fu Chen'an had never seen such a style before and didn't recognize it at first.

  "Underpants!" Seeing that Fu Chen'an was still confused, Xiao Yingchun gestured, "Wear it here..."

  Fu Chen'an blushed again and hurriedly took it and tucked it into his bed.

  Xiao Yingchun also felt embarrassed and went upstairs to find clothes for him.

  After his father passed away last year, most of his clothes were taken out and burned, leaving only one set as a memorial.

  Xiao Yingchun went upstairs to find it and gave it to Fu Chenan.

  Fu Chenan put it on... It was too short! So ugly!

  Xiao Yingchun was helpless: "You are much taller than my dad... Wait a minute, I will buy you some."

  Fu Chenan nodded obediently and covered himself with the quilt.

  Xiao Yingchun didn't dare to open the front door for fear of being seen lying in the supermarket, so he chose to go out through the warehouse.

  Summer short-sleeved shorts are not expensive, only a few dozen yuan a set, so get two sets.

  After thinking about it, Xiao Yingchun bought some vegetables and meat: It's better not to go out these days, and it's more important to concentrate on serving the sponsor dad.

  When they got home, Xiao Yingchun gave Fu Chenan the clothes and took out a pair of brand new plastic slippers from the shelf for him: "Here, you change your clothes here, I'll go cook."

  "Okay." Fu Chenan agreed obediently and watched Xiao Yingchun go to the kitchen to cook.

  The kitchen had been empty for a long time, and Xiao Yingchun basically ate takeout and had never cooked here.

  Fu Chenan ate a lot, so Xiao Yingchun cooked a big pot of rice, stir-fried bean sprouts with meat, and made soup with pig's blood. When the meal was served, Fu Chenan was already sitting at the table.

  Xiao Yingchun took a look at his neatly buttoned buttons and advised: "You still have injuries on your body, and you have to change the dressing later. Just wear pants and don't wear clothes."

  Fu Chenan looked down at his clothes and stood firm: "I'll take them off when I change the dressing."

  Okay, you decide for your body.

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  (End of this chapter)

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