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nChapter 9: Chairman Gege Love Me Once Again (7)

nWhat’s more, she currently have no more strength to spare.

nGenuine goods at fair prices,1 starving for two days and two nights, who can suffer that long?

nBai Weiwei felt that she was about to faint as her vision turned blurry. Yet, the hand that was stubbornly holding Han Zhengyu didn’t let go. With her current situation, she’s already considering about giving up this strategy until she finished eating so that way she can come up with another method along the way.

nIn the next second, she suddenly felt her body being suspended in midair. Han Zhengyu carried her and stood up.

nHe seemed to want to put her on the bed but because the room was in a complete mess and all the things in the room were broken, he didn’t have any room to move his foot.

nHan Zhengyu hesitated for a bit and after a long while, he finally turned around to walk away.

n“Cook something and bring it over.” Han Zhengyu pursed his lips and said to the servant with a dark face.

nBai Weiwei sobbed as she hid in Han Zhengyu’s bosom.

nShe secretly asked in her mind, “004, did his favorable impression changed?”

nSystem:【 No.】

nBai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, not having it changed is for the best.

nAt least the value of his favorable impression didn’t drop.

nMoreover, even if Han Zhengyu hated her a lot, with the current situation he won’t sit still and watch her starve to death.

nBai Weiwei felt that she finally discovered Han Zhengyu’s weak point. It seems that he still has his conscience.

nIf she really came to a person with a black value that’s off the charts, she will likely be tortured by a formidable person and would die early.

nAfter Han Zhengyu placed Bai Weiwei on top of his bed, she immediately reached out her hand to grab the hem of his clothes.

n“Gege.” Bai Weiwei shyly looked at him.

nHan Zhengyu frowned, “I’m not your gege.”

nSince Bai Weiwei is mentally ill, will she also grab any guy and call them gege?

nAs he thought of these, his chest suddenly felt uncomfortable.

nBai Weiwei lowered her head, with a distressed look. Afterwards, she blinked her eyes, seriously saying: “You are gege, Weiwei’s own gege.”

n“For what reason do you think I’m your gege?” Han Zhengyu recalled the time when he rushed through the hospital door and choked her. Why wasn’t she afraid after she was choked? Even going so far as stick to him.

nHe began to doubt whether Bai Weiwei truly have amnesia.

nBai Weiwei once again frowned in distressed. Afterwards, she said in a soft voice: “Because Weiwei saw gege right away and wanted to be close to you. Weiwei was very scared and didn’t know anyone, but seeing you is like seeing my family, therefore you are Weiwei’s gege.”

nHan Zhengyu’s facial expression turned stiff for a moment as he clenched his hand tightly.

nHe then sneered, “You’re mistaken, I’m not your family.”

nBai Weiwei looked at Han Zhengyu as tears fall from her eyes. She cried in distress, “If gege isn’t Weiwei’s family then where’s Weiwei’s family?”

nFamily?

nBai Weiwei’s parents passed away.

nWhilst her relative’s location is unknown.

nThe reason why Han Zhengyu was unable to abandon Bai Weiwei was because Bai Weiwei didn’t have any place to go.

nWhen Han Zhengyu remembered these, he didn’t know when his cold and ruthless heart suddenly became soft.

nNevertheless, his tone was still very cold as he answered: “I don’t know, so don’t stick to me. I’m very busy.”

nHan Zhengyu was unaware that his tone finally wasn’t filled with any hatred.

n【Ding! Male god’s favorable impression: negative 25.】

nAs soon as Bai Weiwei heard it, after being tormented again and again, at long last the favourable impression rose up.

nSystem: 【Congratulations, Host. But, the road ahead is still black2 in which I’m sure you’ll stumble along the way.】

nBai Weiwei clenched her teeth: “Roll! The only thing you can do is throw stones when I’m down. You broken system.”

nThe servant quickly came in to deliver congee in order for her body to digest it easily.

nCongee

nCongee

nWhen Bai Weiwei saw it, she reached out her hands to hold it, looking like a hungry wolf. But as soon as she stretched her hand, it began to feel painful. With no choice, she could only hang it down while feeling dejected.

nAlthough the wound on top of her left arm is small, it was still deep and the blood has already flowed for quite a while.

nFootnotes

n1. ( 貨真價實地 Huò zhēn jià shí: meaning that it’s real and not fake)↩

n2. A common idiom meaning the future is uncertain ↩

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