Chapter 4
"A sister I know wants a surrogate mother with a promise of a million dollars, plus another half a million if it's a boy."
A surrogate mother? Xia Mao looked at Sister Qiu with a bewildered expression, then looked back at Mona.
"No!" Mo Na's face turned white and reached out to pull Xia Mo's hand subconsciously, "Sister Qiu, she's only just eighteen ...... can we think of another way?"
"You are really simple," Sister Qiu said with a faint smile, "What do you think you can do to get a million at once? Even if you want to go out and become a lady, there is no such a quick way to get money."
Of course, Mo Na knew that what Sister Qiu said was true, but how could she be willing to see Xia Mao become a surrogate mother?
After all these years, she only had one friend in Xia Mao, but how was she going to help her?
"Sister Qiu, is there anyone who wants to find a mistress?" Mona asked with a grit of her teeth.
"You, or her?" Sister Qiu's good-looking Danfeng eyes raised, "To be honest, if it's you, you'll have to rely on luck if you want to find a big money, if it's her, she might have to play with someone for a long time and make a big mess, but if she does surrogacy for someone, she just needs to get the baby pregnant, find a place where no one knows her, and stay quietly until she gives birth to the baby, and that's the end of it, while God knows what. It doesn't affect her much except for the fact that the membrane is missing. Which is better and which is worse, think it over yourselves."
Xia Mao's already fair little face was instantly white without a trace of blood.
"Let's think about it again!" Mona reached out and took her hand, comforting her, "I'll go find a friend again and think of something."
"A million, the average person can't afford to shell out, and even if they could, it wouldn't be for nothing," Qiu reminded in a compassionate tone, "And loan sharks ...... are really no joke."
Mona's fingers trembled slightly, of course she knew how scary loan sharks were, and that it wasn't something that Summer's mother could hide from if she wanted to, as she thought.
"Okay, I agree." Xia Mao suddenly shook Mona's hand tightly and said in a raised voice to Sister Qiu, "But I'm in a hurry, can you lend me the money first?"
"Good. Tomorrow morning you come, this matter, I do guarantee, first lend you the money," Sister Qiu suddenly chillingly smiled, "but I have to remind you, Mona knows me, you do not agree can, but if you agree, do not think of backtracking, otherwise, if you make me angry, I am more ruthless than the loan sharks. "
Mona pulled Xia Mao out of the bar trembling and went to Mona's rented house.
She poured a cup of hot water for Natsume and the two sat face to face on a chair.
It was only when the sky turned white that Xia Mao stood up from the chair, "Let's go!"
"You can think clearly, there's no turning back," Mona said, looking at her delicate face.
"Mona, you know, growing up, the person who loved me the most, was my mother, and I can't watch her get hurt again." Summer's little face met the morning light from the window, "Don't tell her about paying back the money, just tell her to divorce my dad! Just for this next year, you have to take good care of her for me, okay?"
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her." Mona reached out and hugged her, crying with heartache.
When the two returned to Sister Qiu again, she took them to a private hospital first and gave Xia Mao a full body check-up before having Mona taken away.
"My men will follow Mona to pay back the money," Sister Qiu said, "and by the way, tell them not to harass your mother in the future."
"Thank you, Sister Autumn." Xia Mao said with genuine gratitude.
"I don't need you to thank me, I just want you to do what you promised me and don't think about anything else." Sister Qiu gave her a deep look, "I can help you, I can also ruin you."
"Hmm." Xia Mao was filled with chills and nodded unnervingly.
Then she moved into a small, solitary home, where she stayed for ten long days.
On the night of the tenth day, she was held down by the maid in a bathtub full of flowers, soaked for over an hour, and then taken to her room.
The next morning, Xia Mao woke up sore and limp from her bed, and just as she tried to turn over, she felt a tingling pain come over her, and all the memories of last night came flooding back into her mind.
She lay on her back and cried for half a day before getting up, going to the bathroom and taking a shower, then sitting on the floating window in a daze.
Wu's mother knocked lightly twice on the door with her dinner plate and came in.
Looking at the girl sitting on the window, she felt a little bit of sympathy in her heart.
She was as old as a flower, as delicate as a flower bone, but she had come out to be a surrogate for money, it was strange and pitiful.
"Have some food!"
Wu's mother put the dinner plate on the table in the room and turned back to clean up the bed.
Xia Mao jumped down from the floating window in a flash, reaching out and stopping in front of the bed with a swift movement that startled Wu's mother.
"The bed, I'll clean it up myself." Two red clouds floated up on Xia Mao's pale little face, animated and playful.
"Good."
Wu Ma reached into her coat pocket and took out a small white porcelain bottle and put it on Xia Mao's hand, "Put this on later, it will reduce the swelling and relieve the pain."
Xia Mao looked at her in confusion.
"Madam said that these days are your ovulation period ...... it has to be five days in a row."
Xia Mao's face turned red all of a sudden, even her eyes were red.
"No one's life is smooth, they all have to go through something." Wu Ma sighed and said, "Actually, think about things more openly, you're just trading what you have for what you don't have now, it's still a fair trade, think of it this way, you'll be able to be less sad."
Xia Mao watched Wu's mother leave and cried as she lifted up the sheets on the bed, the dried red on them was so blinding that it stung not only her eyes but also her heart with the pain of needles.
From now on, she had nothing to do with purity anymore.
She sat on the toilet and cried for half a day, using Wu's words to comfort herself, and only after she felt a little better did she apply the ointment to her private parts, which immediately felt a lot more comfortable.
She washed her hands and face, ate her meal first, then soaked the sheet in the bath and washed it herself, drying it on a hanger.
At the end of the day, Wu's mother came over and watched as she put a blindfold over her eyes after she had finished her bath and changed into her pyjamas.
"There are some things that are better known than not known." Wu's mother said bitterly, "In ten months' time, when you walk out of here, you will have to forget all about this place and be the old you again."
"I know." Xia Mo could feel the kindness of the woman in front of her and she nodded meekly, "Even without this thing on, I won't open my eyes to see what he looks like."
Last night, his roughness had scared her, and she didn't want to remember what he looked like, lest she be scared to death of him.
Chapter 5
"Close the curtains later, that one blocks a lot of light." Summer ended up pointing to the window.
"Okay." Wu's mother still pulled the curtains tightly, then watched Xia Mao lie down on the bed before covering her with a thin blanket and gently reminded her, "Try to relax yourself, or you'll always be the one who gets hurt."
"Mmm." Xia Mao nodded, but she still couldn't help but feel nervous.
After Wu's mother left, she was alone in the room, and it was surprisingly quiet, even the wind that sounded outside the window from time to time could not help but make her shiver.
She lay there like a prisoner awaiting execution, trembling with fear.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a loud "ta-da" at the door of the room, which made Xia Mao's eyes widen as she lay on the bed, and a little light came in from underneath the blindfold.
But the light flickered, and the next thing she knew was endless darkness, so she closed her eyes tightly again.
She could feel the man stop at the edge of the bed and heard ???? the sound of what should have been undressing.
Then the other side of the bed sank, the covers were lifted off her and she was taken by the legs and yanked over.
She bit her lower lip to stop herself from screaming out.
The man's strong hands ripped open her blouse and pinned her down without mercy, acting just like in the film she had watched yesterday.
Xia Mao was still in doubt when the man had already ripped her trousers off, lifted her legs and went straight to the bottom.
"Ah..." The sharp pain made Xia Mao scream.
She reached up and tried to push the man on top of her, "You let go of me!"
"Don't forget what you're for!" The man's voice was cold and piercing, "You're doing it for the money, so you'll have to hold on to me!"
All of Xia Mao's voices came to a screeching halt as she powerlessly gave up all resistance.
The man did not care about the mechanical movements on her body, without a trace of emotion, as if treating her like a doll, putting her into different positions, ruthlessly and coldly venting his dissatisfaction with his wife, his guilt towards his lover, all on her body.
The next day, when Xia Mao got up again, her body was even more painful than the day before, especially down there, where she couldn't even close her legs.
She lay in bed for half a day feeling sorry for herself, and it was only when Wu's mother pushed the door in at noon that Xia Mao sat up from bed.
"You weren't awake when I brought you breakfast." Wu Ma explained.
"Put it there first!" Xia Mao's voice was hoarse, her hair was a mess, two buttons of her dress had been ripped off, and her eyes were red and swollen like peaches, as if she had been raped.
When did Mister become so violent?
Wu's mother was shocked, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.
She brought in another pot of soup before telling Xia Mao, who was still sitting on the bed, "Your body is important, get up and eat something first, I'll come and give you a massage later, you might feel better."
"Thanks, I'm fine." Xia Mao got out of bed with some difficulty, looked at Wu Ma who was trying to help herself next to her, and said, "I'm really fine, you can help your go."
Wu's mother hesitated for a moment, but retreated.
Xia Mao put a bathtub full of hot water, took off her clothes, looked at the bruises in front of Yue Xiong, and sat in without fear of being hot.
It was only when the water was getting cool that she got out of the tub, wiped the water droplets off her body and changed into a new set of home clothes.
Eat, sit on the floating window and watch the blue sky and white clouds, then drink the tonic soup, then proceed to watch the blue sky and white clouds, watch the sun set, then eat and watch the moon rise ......
Wu's mother was standing in the living room on the ground floor talking to Lu Wanru.
"When I went in in the morning, I was shocked, that hair was as if I had fought with someone and had it yanked, my little face was only so thin, and those eyes were as swollen as a peach." Wu's mother said, while measuring with her hands, "Even her clothes were torn!"
"Is that so?" Lu Wanru looked incredulous, then her expression darkened and she said, "He's blaming me for this!"
"Mister is the one who took advantage of the situation, madam is the one who suffered, what does he have to blame?" Wu Ma was extremely upset with Sir right now.
"He's blaming me for getting in the way of his beloved." A faint sneer flashed across Lu Wanru's gentle face, "As long as I am here, she will never be able to enter the Ling family's door openly and honestly!"
"Yes, let her go and be the unworthy mistress forever!" Wu's mother clenched her fist in agreement, "Only the gentleman treats her like a treasure!"
"What can blind a person's eyes is not only hatred but also love." Lu Wanru said softly, then turned to Wu's mother and said, "Tell the kitchen to make more delicious food for Xia Mao, and ask her if she has any books she wants to read or songs she wants to listen to. She's still a child, treat her well!"
"Wu Ma knows, I've already brought her soup three times today," Wu Ma said, "It's late today, I'll go and persuade her again tomorrow."
"Hmm." Lu Wanru raised her hand and wrote "18" on the foggy floor bed, "What a good age, I can't remember what I was like when I was eighteen."
"When Madam was eighteen, she was one of the most famous daughters in D. How many good men guarded the door of our Lu Mansion every day, just so they could look at you from afar."
The proud look on Wu's face caused Lu Wanru to smile as if she had really returned to the age of 18, and even her fair cheeks took on a rare blush.
"How come I didn't know that there are still people waiting at the entrance of our house every day?"
"Of course you don't know," Wu Ma looked at the young lady she had taken care of since she was a child, and her heart was soft with pity, "Wu Ma went out every day to fetch milk and newspapers, and they always crowded around asking: Is Miss Lu here? Is Miss Lu going out today? Is Miss Lu going to paint today? Once, a few of them even almost didn't fight."
"Did they?" Lu Wanru asked with amusement, "Why didn't you tell me then? I could have gone to meet them, just in case there was a good one among them."
"There was really a great one among them, standing there, like a star, so impressive, I couldn't help but look at them." The first thing I did was to tell you that I was afraid that if I told you about this, I would be afraid to tell you about it. I think now, I might as well have told you. ......"
Wu Ma said here the words beat, but Lu Wanru already understood her meaning.
If she had someone she liked back then, she wouldn't have had to marry into the Ling family, and she wouldn't be living in such a half-dead state with Ling Yichen.
Seeing that Lu Wanru was depressed, Wu's mother looked out of the window remedially and said, "Madam, it's snowing outside..."
Before the words left her mouth, she stared out the window as if she had seen a ghost.
Lu Wanru also turned around and looked out of the window as well.
Amidst the heavy snow, tall Ling Yichen was intimately holding a delicate woman and was walking towards them step by step ......
Chapter 6
Lu Wanru's face changed drastically.
What did Ling Yichen want? Is this an attempt to force the palace to rebel? Or was he trying to make himself defend himself against E Huang and Nü Ying?
Ling Yichen was wearing a black stand-up collar coat, tall and handsome.
Lu Wanqiu was wearing a black knee-length trench coat with a red belt, which was charming and attractive.
The two stood together as a handsome man and woman, but in Lu Wanru's eyes, they looked more like an adulterous couple, hooking up.
If Lu Wanru still had a trace of love for Ling Yichen, it was now gone.
"Big sister." Lu Wanqiu, like Lu Wanru, had the characteristic tenderness of a woman from the Lu family, except that Lu Wanqiu's voice was a little whispery, so soft and sweet that it could drip syrup.
The corners of Lu Wanru's mouth couldn't help but curl up, Ling Yichen likes this kind of goods, and it's just like that.
"Wanru, Wanqiu had to come and see you." Ling Yichen's brow furrowed lightly.
"To come is to be a guest, then please come in!" International Wanru's eyes were as deep as the sea as she looked at Ling Yichen's frown, smiled lightly, turned her head and said to Wu Ma beside her, "For our Second Miss of the Lu Family, squeeze a cup of apple juice, and put less honey in it."
"It's really hard for sister to remember my sister's previous taste, but my sister doesn't like apple juice now," Lu Wanqiu leaned her body towards Ling Yichen's side and said, "My sister now prefers coffee with just a piece of sugar."
The same as Ling Yichen's preference!
"Then make some coffee for Mr. and Second Miss," Lu Wanru said to Wu Ma without haste or anger, "By the way, see if the soup the kitchen made for Miss Xia is ready, if it is, send it up quickly, and that newly made matcha mousse, send up two pieces for her too. "
Lu Wanru looked back just in time to see the flash of annoyance on Lu Wanqiu's face, and the embarrassment on Lu Yichen's face.
Her mood was instantly much happier.
"Second Miss has been back from abroad for almost a year, right? After such a long time, you can be considered to have thought of me, your sister, and you even came back with your brother-in-law today, I wonder if you are staying here for a few days? Or did you just come to see me, have a seat and then leave?"
"Just sit and go." Ling Yichen said.
"Ready to stay for a few days." Lu Wanqiu said.
The smile on Lu Wanru's face intensified, she didn't look at Ling Yichen, she only looked at Lu Wanqiu and said, "The old mansion is being renovated right now, this mansion is too small, there is only one guest room on the first floor, which happens to be next to Miss Xia's room, if it's okay with your sister, you can just stay in that room, I can also introduce Miss Xia to you ......"
"Wanqiu, let me send you away!" Ling Yichen stood up from the sofa and looked at the two of them from a high position, "Your sister is doing well now, and you can go and learn to paint at ease."
"I was thinking of staying with my sister for a few days." Lu Wanqiu beamed and said somewhat petulantly, "My sister and I grew up together, and we haven't seen each other for years."
"Yes, the last time we saw each other was five years ago, that year I happened to be pregnant with a child, accompanying my sister to the garden, but together with my sister we lost our footing and fell into the water, your brother-in-law tried to save you, but let our child ......"
Ling Yichen's eyes were cold, his chest suddenly rose and fell violently, this matter he really did wrong!
"Wanqiu, I'll send you out!" Ling Yichen didn't care what expressions the two had, he pulled Lu Wanqiu and walked out in strides.
Lu Wanru looked at their backs and the corners of her eyes reddened: Lu Wanqiu, as long as I'm here, you can only be your junior!
"Miss," Wu Ma came down from upstairs and looked at her with some worry, "Second Miss is such a person, it's not worth it for you to get angry with her!"
"But Ling Yichen is such a shrewd person, how come he can't find out?" Lu Wanru laughed a little bitterly, "Unless it's because he doesn't want to find out, he can't afford to find out!"
Something must have happened between Ling Yichen and Lu Wanqiu back then, she just didn't know it.
"Go and persuade Xia Mao first, let her be submissive so that she doesn't suffer ...... herself, if it's really not possible, take the medicine that Bo Wen brought last time and give her less of it!" The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to take the medicine that you need.
But Bo Wen had said that the medicine could make people unusually sensitive, and forever.
Forever was forever, and anyway, Bowen had said that the more sensitive a woman's body was, the more a man liked it.
"If this really gets Ling Yichen hooked on Xia Mao's body, that's a good thing, at least it will disgust Lu Wanqiu." Lu Wanru's heart thought maliciously.
She had always considered herself a good person, but Lu Wanqiu was the thorn in her side. As soon as she faced Lu Wanqiu, she could not help but feel her whole body's fighting spirit and wanted to fight her to the death.
After sending Lu Wanqiu away, Ling Yichen came back with an overbearing air, looking at his wife standing in front of the window, he took a breath before saying in a deep voice: "Wanqiu is leaving the country tomorrow, she has been thinking about you and wants to come and see you, can't you be nicer to her?"
"I'm already treating her well enough for your sake." Lu Wanru looked at her husband in an unperturbed manner, "It's just that the concept of 'good' is different between you and me."
Ling Yichen was a little enraged by her attitude, and his attitude became unusually harsh in the middle of it.
"Lu Wanru, I agreed to your request, and I also hope that you will not go back on your words, it is your Lu family that is kind to me, not you Lu Wanru, I respect you, it is a favor, if I do not respect you, your Lu family can not say anything!"
Lu Wanru stood in front of the window, always looking at him without anger or annoyance, as if he was just a clown.
What Ling Yichen could not stand was her attitude, as if she had everything under control.
But why should he, Ling Yichen, be in her hands?
He reached out and ripped the tie off his neck, throwing it on the sofa, then roared in anger: "You are my wife, not my mother! You don't always boss me around on everything! You don't always hold my mother and my grandmother over me! How about that? Why do you always have to bring other people into this when it's just the two of us? We're just two people, can't we?"
"Yichen, it's time for you to go upstairs and go to bed. "Lu Wanru's attitude was always as gentle as water.
Ling Yichen was like a fist hitting a sponge, not even a splash was stirred up, making him lose his spirit in a moment of disillusionment.
He looked at Lu Wanru with a sullen gaze: "What makes you so confident all the time? One day, you will regret it. "
"I just want a child of yours." Lu Wanru gently curled her lips.
"Heh, my child? I have plenty of children, how many do you want?" Ling Yichen sneered and turned around to go upstairs.
The "tom-tom" footsteps, each one, showed his anger until his tall back disappeared up the stairs.
Then came a "thump" on the door and an angry shout: "Get out!"