Pei Jiangmu took one last look at the "himself" in the reflection, battered and looking extremely vulnerable.
A blood - tinged, confident smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Then, without hesitation, he turned around. With the well - fabricated "injuries" all over him, he strode towards the entrance where Meng Ruozhao had disappeared, his steps a bit hasty.
Qi Yu and A Cheng watched his determined back. One shook his head helplessly, while the other had a complicated look in his eyes.
They knew that their boss had once again plunged headlong into the whirlpool named "Meng Ruozhao", a whirlpool that could shatter him to pieces but he didn't care.
Inside the hospital, Meng Ruozhao eyed Wu Qian beside her warily.
This afternoon, when she got home, she found that she had gotten her period and soiled her clothes.
She hadn't felt a thing, and it was a week earlier than last month.
She took a shower, feeling extremely tired, so she simply took a nap.
Before she had slept for long, she received a call from Wu Qian.
On the phone, Wu Qian said that she had found the doctor who had performed her surgery back then.
The doctor had been transferred to another hospital, and she asked Meng Ruozhao to come now to see if the doctor still remembered the situation.
Meng Ruozhao had no room to refuse.
Even though she had no strength at all, she could only resign herself to changing her clothes and coming to the hospital with Wu Qian.
After entering the hospital, Wu Qian didn't rush to take her to find the doctor. Instead, she kept sizing her up, looking as if she had something to say but held back.
At first, Meng Ruozhao remained calm, wanting to see what she was up to.
But as she watched Wu Qian lead her around for two rounds without saying which doctor they were looking for, she finally lost her patience.
The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was so strong that it was choking, and it also made her feel restless.
"Are you sure the doctor is in the hospital at this late hour?"
Wu Qian didn't answer. Instead, she gritted her teeth and pulled Meng Ruozhao into the most secluded VIP consultation room.
Inside sat a female doctor in her forties, wearing gold - rimmed glasses and looking serious.
The consultation room was overly clean, exuding a cold, scrutinizing aura.
"Director Li, sorry to trouble you."
Wu Qian nodded to the female doctor, her tone showing a formulaic familiarity. Then she motioned for Meng Ruozhao to sit down.
Meng Ruozhao sat down with a frown, on high alert as if to protect herself.
She looked at Director Li, and the doctor's sharp gaze behind the lenses swept over her.
It was a calm look like that of assessing an item, which made her feel uncomfortable for no reason.
Director Li didn't ask any questions about the "surgery two years ago". Instead, she pushed her glasses and asked straightforwardly, almost coldly. Every word was like an ice pick piercing Meng Ruozhao's eardrums.
"Miss Meng, I need to confirm. What's the current relationship between you and Mr. Yan Qiubai? Have you had a substantial relationship?"
Meng Ruozhao froze instantly, her mind going blank!
Wh... What?!
She suddenly looked up, unbelievably staring at Director Li's expressionless face, and then quickly turned to Wu Qian standing beside her.
Wu Qian's expression remained calm, even with a hint of soothing.
But deep in her eyes was an unshakable determination to carry out an order.
A cold chill instantly shot from the soles of Meng Ruozhao's feet to the top of her head. She felt that all the blood in her body had frozen.
So she wasn't brought here to find the truth!
She was brought here... to be asked such absurd and extremely privacy - invading questions!
"Miss Wu, what do you mean by this!"
Meng Ruozhao's voice uncontrollably rose, trembling with anger and humiliation.
"You brought me here not for the matter of the surgery, but for this?!"
Wu Qian stepped forward. Her voice remained steady but carried an irresistible force.
"Miss Meng, don't be excited. Director Li is an authority in this field. She's very reliable and will definitely keep it confidential."
"This is related to your future happiness. It's very important."
Director Li seemed to be used to this kind of situation.
She ignored Meng Ruozhao's anger and continued in that emotionless, professional tone.
"If you haven't had a relationship, that's the best."
"Miss Meng, I suggest you consider a hymen repair surgery as soon as possible."
"The technology is very mature now. The recovery is fast, and the effect is natural."
"This is the most reliable guarantee to ensure that you're in an absolutely favorable position in your pre - marriage relationship with Mr. Yan."
Hymen repair surgery?
Meng Ruozhao felt as if she had been slapped hard by this term. Her cheeks instantly burned hot.
Then came the bone - chilling cold!
A huge sense of absurdity and the humiliation of being completely objectified engulfed her like a tsunami!
She suddenly stood up, and the chair legs screeched on the floor.
She stared fixedly at Wu Qian, her eyes red from shock and anger. Her voice squeezed out between her teeth.
"Whose idea is this? Is it... is it my father's idea?!"
Wu Qian silently looked at her. That silence itself was the cruelest answer.
Meng Ruozhao felt dizzy, and her stomach churned with nausea.
She remembered her father's face, always showing the shrewdness of a businessman.
She remembered his repeated emphasis recently on "catching Yan Qiubai" and "stabilizing the marriage with the Yan family"...
So! So the so - called "finding the truth" was just a guise!
After much thought, he simply didn't care what she had gone through two years ago.
He didn't care whether the report was true or false, whether she had really had an abortion, and even less about her feelings and dignity!
All he cared about was how to use the most "reliable" way.
To firmly and undeniably "nail" his daughter, like a commodity waiting for a good price, to Yan Qiubai!
Regardless of her past, as long as she became "clean" in Yan Qiubai's "perception" on their wedding night.
Then the Yan family would have to accept this marriage!
Making raw rice into cooked rice?
No, this was even more despicable!
This was using lies and scalpels to forge a "purity" contract, forcibly binding her and Yan Qiubai together!
"How could he?"
Meng Ruozhao's voice trembled badly.
Although she had long given up hope for Du Feng and felt that he didn't have much affection for her.
But when the truth was right in front of her, she still felt a great sense of disappointment and betrayal, which made her shiver all over.
"What does he take me for? An... an object that can be repaired at will? Just for his own interests?!"
"Miss Meng!"
Wu Qian increased the volume of her voice and tried to grab her arm.
"Sir is doing this for your own good! What kind of family is the Yan family? They can't tolerate even a single flaw!"
"Regardless of whether the past is true or false, as long as you take this step steadily, your prosperity for the rest of your life will be guaranteed."
"This is the most once - and - for - all solution! General Manager Du has weighed the pros and cons..."
"Enough!"
Meng Ruozhao suddenly shook off Wu Qian's hand with astonishing strength.
She looked at this executor of her father's cold calculations in front of her and only felt that this beautiful face was truly hideous.
And that female doctor with a cold look on her face, as if she was discussing mending a piece of clothing instead of a girl's body.
This place, these people, every breath of air here made her suffocate!