Huo Yan was wrapped in a black gold bathrobe and walked up to her expressionlessly: "What are you doing? Kneel down and admit your mistake?"
Qiao Wan got up awkwardly and was about to explain: "I..."
When he raised his head, he suddenly froze.
"You...who are you?" She quickly wrapped herself in her bathrobe and looked at the man's unfamiliar and handsome face in shock.
He was tall, with a cold aura, deep facial features, and a mixed-race beauty with sharp lines, and his black hair was dripping wet.
The water marks spread all the way to the half-open chest, and there were a few ambiguous scratches on the chest, which reminded people of the intense scene of physical entanglement last night.
It’s over!
Sleeping with the wrong person!
Where did this man come from?
Qiao Wan was shocked and angrily rushed over and grabbed his arm. Her questioning voice was tinged with a trembling cry: "Why are you here? Gu..."
Where is Gu Mochuan?
"Don't touch me." Before she could finish asking, Huo Yan coldly shook off her arm and took a step back in disgust, as if she were some unclean germ.
Looking at the woman's pretty face, who was about to cry, Huo Yan frowned, opened the drawer, took out a check and threw it to her: "It's already like this, why are you pretending to be chaste now?"
"You!" Qiao Wan glanced at the astonishing check. After being stunned, she was followed by overwhelming anger: "You bastard, who do you think I am?"
Thinking about what happened last night, she felt so regretful that she wished she could turn back time.
Why didn't you realize that the person in the room was not Gu Mochuan?
Even if he sleeps with the wrong person now, this guy is still an arrogant bastard!
Just throw the check away after sleeping and think she's out to sell it?
Can you humiliate people like this if you have money?
Qiao Wan held on to her sore body, tore up the check and threw it at the man, angrily saying, "Yes! Even if you are bad-mouthed and have poor service, I can only admit that I am unlucky."
The most poisonous?
Poor service?
What did she think he was?
Huo Yan's face darkened and he was about to have a seizure.
Qiao Wan suddenly threw a coin at him and said fiercely: "Based on your service level, I can't give you more than one coin."
After saying that, she opened the door and ran away aggressively.
This ignorant woman!
Huo Yan's face was livid, and he clenched the coins in his hand inch by inch...
As soon as Qiao Wan left the hotel, before she could get angry or sad, she received a call from the hospital and hurried to the ward.
"Doctor, how is my dad?" She opened the door and panted, looking at her sleeping father on the hospital bed, worried and nervous.
"After emergency treatment, he is temporarily stable." The doctor handed her the medical record and the hospital bill list, "Ms. Qiao, your father's illness cannot be delayed any longer. Surgery must be performed as soon as possible, otherwise his life will be in danger at any time."
After a pause, he looked at the haggard and frail girl in front of him with some pity, and sighed: "We can't delay the medical expenses any longer, otherwise the hospital will handle the discharge procedures for your father."
"No! Doctor Lin, please wait two more days! No, one day!" Qiao Wan looked at the increasingly expensive expenses on the list, and her thin shoulders were about to be overwhelmed by the huge expenditure of money.
For a moment, she felt a little regretful - she shouldn't have torn up the check!
What's dignity compared to my father's life?
But after tearing it apart, it was too late to regret.
Qiao Wan begged the doctor for one more day and hurried back to the dance troupe to find a solution.
However, the news of Qiao's bankruptcy has long been aroused. Everyone in the dance troupe looked at her like a god of plague, hiding as far away as possible during dance practice.
The world is hot and cold, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be.
The picture of stars holding the moon in the past is gone forever.
Qiao Wan lowered her eyes sadly and walked aside to practice her dance steps in front of the mirror. Soon she was distracted by her worries and almost fell down.
"Be careful!" Colleague Sun Minru took the initiative to pull her up and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? If you lose focus during dance practice, you can easily fall."
Qiao Wan shook her head, "Thank you, I'm fine."
Sun Minru is beautiful, elegant, pushy and jealous, and her relationship with her has always been lukewarm.
Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to help her at this time.
I don't know why, but the look in her eyes made Qiao Wan feel uncomfortable all over, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do and I'll leave first."
"You are really in a hurry for money. I have a way to help you."
Seeing her pause, Sun Minru quickly pulled her aside and whispered: "Didn't Mr. Zhang repeatedly send gifts and invite you to dance in his newly opened club to add to the splendor?"
Qiao Wan took out her hand and her face changed slightly: "I won't go!"
Mr. Zhang is a well-known coquettish person in the circle. He treats women like playthings. There are many rich and famous ladies in the circle who have been harmed by him, let alone ordinary girls.
Now that her family is in decline, Zhang Shaoding will seize the opportunity to humiliate her even more.
"Young Master Zhang sent someone to say that he is just going to dance to add joy to the club, nothing else." Sun Minru said enviously, "One dance costs two hundred thousand. Only a beautiful and talented principal dancer like you can have this." Card face.”
Two hundred thousand!
This can temporarily relieve the hospital's urgent needs.
Qiao Wan's tough shell cracked for the life-saving money, but thinking of Mr. Zhang's bad deeds, she hesitated for a moment.
"You're really scared..." Sun Minru patted her shoulder and comforted her, "I'll dance with you! Just take the money and share 10,000 with me."
Qiao Wan's eyebrows moved: "Why help me?"
"We have no grudges. I used to dislike you just because you were too good. Now you are so pitiful..."
Sun Minru shrugged and said generously: "The dance performance we have been preparing for a year is coming soon, and I don't want to damage the interests of the entire group because of something unexpected happening to you."
"Thank you." Qiao Wan smiled gratefully at her, "Two hundred thousand, let's give it 50-50."
Sun Minru nodded in agreement.
After sending Qiao Wan away, she walked to the corner and made a phone call, her voice triumphant: "Wei Wei, Qiao Wan took the bait!"
