The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 654 - 651: Nothing is Bigger Than Death7_1

Yan Xixi smiled. Of course, she knew what Xu Xiaoya was thinking.

Xu Xiaoya had surely hoped to persuade Huang Xiaojue to intervene and stop Yang Wei’s recklessness. But if it directly involved Huang Xiaojue, would he really be willing to lend them a hand?

Even if he wasn’t directly involved, would he risk offending Zhou Ting over this?

After all, his future was, to some extent, in Zhou Ting’s hands.

"Xiaoya, you can no longer rely on Huang Xiaojue."

"Xixi, when I calm down and think about it, I still can’t believe it was Huang Xiaojue. Even though I cursed him in my anger, I’m sure his character isn’t flawed. Even if he doesn’t love you anymore, I can’t believe he would do something to spite you..."

Yan Xixi remained silent.

People often say the ocean is the most unfathomable thing in the world, but the human heart is even more treacherous and unpredictable.

In fact, she now trusted no one.

"Did he really sabotage us?"

Yan Xixi replied indifferently, "Whether he sabotaged us or not, I will not beg him for help."

She hadn’t begged him then, and she certainly didn’t need to bow and scrape now.

Short of death, nothing is truly a major crisis. Besides, you can’t expect others to fight your battles for you forever.

Did life stop just because Huang Xiaojue wasn’t around?

"Xiaoya, have you prepared everything I told you to do?"

Xu Xiaoya suddenly understood. "I’ve prepared everything, all of it. Xixi, you’re so thoughtful. Otherwise, we really wouldn’t have any other way out."

Yan Xixi gave a bitter smile. Thoughtful? More like terrified. Living like a bird that’s once been startled by the twang of a bowstring, I’m naturally jumpy; I always have to be prepared for danger even in times of peace.

「That night, Old Zheng was very pleased.」

In the private room, a young woman who looked like a student was waiting for him. She was barefaced, exuding an air of extreme innocence and purity, with delicate, pretty features and a complexion so dewy it looked like you could squeeze water from it.

Yan Xixi did not show up.

However, this didn’t spoil his mood in the slightest. He was, after all, just a puny Sesame Official; the sight of such an adorable young woman was more than enough to make him happy.

「In the early morning, Yan Xixi received a call.」

Cindy, the adorable girl, was waiting at a late-night snack shop. Upon seeing Yan Xixi, she called out cheerfully, "Sister Yan, over here, over here!"

Yan Xixi sat down opposite her. Cindy, holding her phone with a text message, was overjoyed. "Sister Yan, I’ve received all the money! There’s so much! Thank you so much!"

She hadn’t even asked about the payment beforehand, as she was just doing it as a friendly favor, so she was pleasantly surprised when the payment was doubled.

Cindy was actually in her early twenties, but she had a natural baby face. She’d once been caught in a raid, but after being taken in, they saw how young she looked and, assuming she was just naive and ignorant, leniently let her go. She had been navigating this scene for a long time and was shrewder and more capable than many others. When Yan Xixi had set out to deal with Liang Sheng, Cindy had also contributed significantly. It was thanks to her efforts that Liang Sheng had been put through the wringer by the AIDS Center.

She chattered animatedly, "That damned fatty was so cautious at first, but then he got completely plastered. I have plenty of ways to handle pigs like him. Sister Yan, honestly, you didn’t need to give me this much money..."

Yan Xixi closed her eyes slowly, a wave of intense discomfort washing over her.

It was the first time she had truly asked herself: Why did we have to resort to such despicable methods? Why?

But there was no answer.

If I didn’t use such methods, how could I protect myself? Who could I turn to for help? Who would actually help me?

Only then did a chilling realization strike her: indeed, she should have left long, long ago.

Once she was on the Harvard campus, surely she wouldn’t have to deal with this kind of sordid yet unavoidable reality anymore, would she?