The crystal chandelier reflected charming light on the smooth floor, making Ye Wanqing's eyes hurt.
Moving her eyes slightly, Ye Wanqing saw herself wearing only a nightgown on the floor-to-ceiling window.
At eighteen years old, this was a young and newly mature body that still had a greenish flavor, but she was used to make despicable money transactions.
With water dripping from her hair, Ye Wanqing had no idea. The image of herself returning home three months ago with her college admission notice only to find her mother lying on the ground unconscious appeared in her mind.
The doctor diagnosed acute leukemia and surgery must be performed as soon as possible, otherwise...
Ye Wanqing refused to hear or think about the consequences of that.
She wants to perform an operation on her mother, but the prerequisite for the operation is money.
Not to mention the one million surgery fee, she can no longer afford the current chemotherapy fee.
She had vowed never to ask for a penny from the Ye family, and borrowed money from wherever possible. For her mother, she knelt outside the Ye family for a day and a night.
Ye Wanqing never knew that a day and a night were so long, so long that it could make a person go from hope to despair, from life to the walking dead, and even the heart could be frozen.
Fortunately, at the most desperate moment, such an opportunity for a sky-high price surrogacy appeared in front of her.
As long as you are pregnant with a child, you will get a down payment of 1 million, if you give birth to a girl, you will get 5 million, and if you give birth to a boy, you will get 10 million.
Ye Wanqing agreed to such a generous reward without even thinking about it.
Just by giving birth to a child, she will make the profit after all, right?
Ye Wanqing asked in her heart, wanting to laugh, but her vision was blurred by tears.
Just as she was lost in thought, footsteps came from the door. Ye Wanqing froze, her hands clenched tightly, and her nails dug into her palms without even realizing it.
The door opened the next moment, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ye Wanqing saw a man wearing a silver mask walking in.
Raising her head slightly, Ye Wanqing could only see his chin. He was wearing an expensive suit, and the mask fit his face well, revealing only a perfectly curved chin and thin lips.
Is this the employer? He looked surprisingly younger than she expected.
As the man approached step by step, Ye Wanqing's body tensed up more and more. When the man's hard chest pressed against her back, her anxious heart suddenly calmed down.
This is her only choice now, and there is no retreat.
The man lowered his head slightly and touched her neck with his chin. Their skin was touching, as if someone was pressing a red-hot iron on Ye Wanqing's heart, making a sizzling sound.
The man's hand slipped into the bathrobe, and Ye Wanqing's shoulders shook.
"Are you scared?"
The man's husky and sexy voice rang in her ears, and the hot breath when he spoke hit her ears. An electric current rushed from her head to the soles of her feet. Ye Wanqing felt that her whole body was numb.
"No, no, it's just that I'm not used to it."
Ye Wanqing bit the tip of her tongue and spoke as calmly as possible, but her voice still trembled uncontrollably.
"Not used to it?"
The man asked softly, his hand going up her waist and covering her left breast.
Suppressing the scream in her throat, Ye Wanqing heard the man's joking voice: "I like honest girls. Your heartbeat tells me that you are scared."
After the man finished speaking, he closed his fingers and squeezed harshly. Ye Wanqing's face suddenly turned pale.
She reached out and grabbed the man's hand, turned around and looked into his superior eyes.
"Isn't it artificial insemination?"
