The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 224 Forced Marriage 2_1

Xu Xiaoya has to see this.

"Miss, have you been footing the bill for your so-called tall, rich, and handsome boyfriend?"

"No way! If I have to do that, I would rather stay single my whole life."

"Does he give you money to spend? Is your name on the property deed?"

"If it weren’t for that, do you think I would marry him?"

"I knew you were a gold digger."

She pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Actually, even if I am a gold digger, so what? I only dare to spend his money. Only he wouldn’t hunt me down."

He sneered, "So, no exceptions besides him?"

"Not one!"

"Last time I asked if you’d spent even more money from other men, you became flustered and angry. My analysis tells me you definitely did. Is that man going to hunt you down too?"

She remained silent for a while before saying, "Actually, the one I fear the most is him."

"Why?"

Was it because of the large sum of money he donated for her college education? Or the boutique that was still flourishing? Or because she’d secretly taken a large sum of money from his card and put it in her safe for emergencies and as a buffer?

Could her little tricks really go unnoticed if Wan Donglin decided to investigate?

"I’m afraid he won’t let me off eventually. Making me pay back the money would be getting off easy; he might disfigure me or even throw sulfuric acid..."

This time, it was his turn to feel a jolt in his heart. Xixi, what made you fear me like this? Have I always been such a Demon in your eyes? During our time together, did I do something unforgivable to you? He tried to recall but couldn’t remember anything.

So that’s why she was so set on Huang Xiaojue? Did she believe he was the only reliable man in this world?

He was silent for a long while. When she didn’t get a reply, she asked again, "By the way, has your illness gotten any better?"

His heart warmed slightly. "You finally remembered to ask about my condition? Miss, this is the first time you’ve asked me."

"Well, I was just asking. Is it serious?"

"It’s a bit serious, but not so serious that I’ll die immediately."

"Is it a terminal illness? What is it?"

"Didn’t you always think I had AIDS?"

"What do you mean, I thought? You said it yourself."

"When did I say that?"

"!!!"

"Want to come visit this patient?"

"No! I don’t meet strangers. How about this: give me your address, and I’ll send you a gift."

"What gift? Are you going to package yourself up and send yourself to me? Nothing else interests me."

"Stop joking."

"Miss, are you too ugly to show your face, so you don’t even have the courage to visit a netizen in the hospital?"

"Stop trying to provoke me; it won’t work on me."

"So confident, eh? Send over a recent photo!"

"Just you wait!"

He really waited, staring at his phone with unusual anticipation. They had been together for nearly two years, yet they had never taken a photo together. After their breakup, not a single photo of her remained. He remembered she had taken many pictures in Jiuzhaigou and also at her college graduation. After she left, he had checked the camera, but everything inside had long since been erased. She hadn’t left a single trace.

However, he waited for a long time, but there was still no response from her. He grew anxious and mumbled to himself, Xixi, hurry up and send it! Send a photo so I can see what you look like now. You must be even more vibrant and beautiful, right?

He couldn’t wait any longer and urged, "Hurry up and send it to me! Send a few more."