w!" Fu Jiajia also readily agreed without hesitation, "Just send me your account number!""The doctor said the surgery would cost one million.""....""Jiajia, am I really going to lose Mom this time..."...Chapter 97: Rejecting Nie Zhisen

Let's just say it was wishful thinking on her part, or perhaps she overthought things. Either way, Xu Qinghuan still decided to lay everything out in the open and get things straight.

When the window paper was pierced, Nie Zhisen was a little taken aback.

"I don't care about these."

His answer was also very firm.

Actually, ever since Nie ZhiSen first laid eyes on Xu Qinghuan, he had a strong impression of her! Hearing his sister always praise her, he became increasingly interested in this girl.

However, since he had a stable girlfriend before, he didn't think about anyone else. But...after the breakup, when his sister said she wanted to set him up with Xu Qinghuan, he admitted that he was very interested.

It's not just because Xu Qinghuan is beautiful, it's more that her strong spirit makes men want to protect her.

"But I care," she stated softly, "I want an equal marriage, but in this situation, I can only be a burden to the family."

“How could that be Auntie, even if she has several more surgeries, it’s only a few million! My family can definitely afford it.” Nie Zhisen's voice became more urgent, “If you’re only rejecting me because of this, then there’s no need!”

"You didn't understand what I meant," Xu Qinghuan shook her head.

"I understand!" Nie Zisen rarely looked so anxious. "My parents don't have any notions about social standing, and as for the millions of dollars in surgery fees, our family can treat it as a dowry and give it to you all at once! Otherwise, when I get married, giving a dowry is also proper."

"Mr. Nie, besides money, can you tolerate my mother calling you anytime and anywhere Even when you're in class, in a meeting, or even when you're working overtime and haven't slept for days, you must go immediately. If you're late, you'll be scolded to the point of being drenched in dog blood."

“I can!”

That's because you haven't experienced it.

Xi Qinghuan understands her mother too well.

She cannot easily let go of her daughter's marriage.

The way she tortured herself these years, that's how she'll torture her son-in-law in the future.

"Huanhuan, I'm inexperienced, but I want to give it a try. Give me a chance," Nie Zisen said softly, letting out a breath. "Although I know it's not the best time to say this, I'm serious. My parents support me too."

Don't wade into this muddy water in my house.

Having said that, Xu Qinghuan slightly bowed her head in a curtsy. "Mr. Nie, thank you for everything you've done. Please take your parents and leave."

"...."

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"Given that I have a relationship with Jiajia, you wouldn't want us to be awkward when we meet again in the future, right"

After a long silence, Nie Zisen could only shake his head and chuckle softly, "Alright, we'll head back then. Just like I said before, if anything happens, feel free to come find me."

Xu Qinghuan watched them leave, her eyes welling up with tears. She felt a lump in her throat.

She always has to recognize herself.

He is not worthy of being compared to Sen Du, let alone Fu Yan Shi.

Simply delusional.

......

The mother's surgery was a success.

As expected of a doctor who needed Fu Yan Shi to personally come and sell his face to get. He even laid the groundwork for the second surgery.

The patient needs to rest well, and afterward, be sure not to let her get emotionally excited, otherwise, if it triggers a heart condition, things will become complicated.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, doctor!"

Xu Qinghuan followed her mother's hospital bed back to V1 ward, and suddenly discovered that the table was full of fresh fruits and expensive tonics!

I didn't see Nie Zhisen taking it that morning.

She walked over and glanced at it, discovering a piece of paper written by the vendor next to the fruit basket. Besides the address of the ward, there was also a contact person: Mr. Fu.o you still play basketball"Seeing the school's newly built playground, she remembered Fu Yan at that time again.Other boys would come back from playing basketball smelling sweaty, but not him. Even i...