Belina's eyebrows twitched. "What's your request?"
They grew up in a literary and painting family. Lena White and Jennifer were of the same generation. Belina and Jennifer were of the same generation, so she was quite familiar with this Mark Jiang.
However, although Mark Jiang was famous in the calligraphy and painting circle, Belina disliked his moral quality.
Instead of answering immediately, Lena White reached out and took Belina to an empty sample room. After locking the door, she said, "he wants me to give birth to a baby for him."
"What?" Belina couldn't believe it. "That old eight bastards! If I don't get angry, he will take me as a sick cat, won't he?"
She was so angry that she turned around and left, "why should I look for him? Why? You must give birth to their child. Is that old bastard crazy?"
"Yes, I also think he is crazy," Lena White said as she grabbed the angry Belina. "So, it doesn't work on a madman in a normal way."
Belina pushed away Lena White's hand and said angrily, "how can it not work? Just don't help her. Do you owe the an family anything? How can you help her unconditionally to such an extent?"
"I don't owe the an family, but I owe Sister Anna."
Finally, she had to confess to her mother
Taking a deep breath, Lena White finally spoke out the secret that had been hidden in her heart. "Mom, it's not that I don't want to draw, nor that I don't like it. It's just that... I can't draw anymore."
She stretched out her hand and said, "this hand has received sixteen surgeries. Two of them were because I cut my meridians, and the other fourteen were because my hand was still undergoing a plastic surgery after the fracture was broken."
"What... What?" Belina was completely stunned. Her mind seemed to be bombarded by something and she almost lost her voice. "How could it be possible..."
Slit her artery? 'comminuted fracture?'?
She had never heard of these terrible words from Lena White.
But she couldn't
No one knew better than her what it was like if she couldn't draw.
Because that was her past
Looking at her mother's reaction, Lena White unconsciously clenched her right hand into a fist.
She felt that she had to keep trembling again. She could only grab her right hand with her left hand and tried to calm herself down. "When I was most helpless, it was Sister Anna who had been with me firmly from beginning to end. So this time, I will definitely save her, no, I must save her!"
"I don't care if you can save her or not. You have to make it clear to me first..."
Belina's voice became hoarse, hoarse and dry, so dry that she had to use all her strength to speak. "You... Tell me clearly, what's wrong with your hand?"
"I will tell you everything, and then I will go to ask grandpa for help..."
Clenching her fists, Lena White finally told her everything that had happened abroad in the past six years.
What she said was very simple, as if she felt that the period was too unbearable, or as if she didn't want her mother to feel uncomfortable, she only picked the key time and facts.
However, in the past six years, what she had suffered was equal to others' lives.
Belina was on the verge of breaking down.
She covered her face with her hands, and soon tears slid down along the seam of her fingers, as if she was going to cry out all the tears in the past 20 years.
Her shoulders were trembling, and her heart was filled with unspeakable regret.
She was wrong. She didn't realize how wrong she was until today
She used to be too young. She loved the wrong person, but she didn't know how to stop. In the end, after giving birth to a child, she was too ashamed to go home.
Later, she couldn't give the child a good life, so she was sent back to the White family, which was a dangerous place
She seemed to have done something wrong all her life, but she knew she was too stupid to cry.
Until today, until she heard her daughter say all this.
She was too painful to speak.
Was there any mother who was more out of line than her?
It was gone, gone forever
All of a sudden, she wiped her tears and said, "it's okay. It's just a man named Yanyan. I don't need you to beg your grandfather. I'd like to see how shameless that old bastard is!"
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, at the headquarter of FC group.
In front of the large desk, Robert was staring at several key business proposals that had been recently delivered.
He didn't wear black today. Instead, he wore a dark gray shirt and a navy blue handmade suit. He held the report in his right hand and gently pressed the index finger of his left hand on his lips, revealing the world famous watch with a black belt and a blue background on his wrist.
His expression was as cold as ice. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was looking blankly, but there was a hint of mature man's concentration and charm
At this time, there was a light knock on the door.
Mark walked in from the outside and said, "President Robert, Mrs. Jiang's phone number..."
"No."
The man didn't even raise his head. He reached out and turned over the next business plan, without any distraction.
It was not until Mark came in for the third time that he said, "President Robert, this is the call from Mrs. Caspar..."
"It's none of your business."
After saying that, Robert raised his head and handed over the business plan in his hand. "There are a few copies that need to be modified. Take them out together."
Mark was flustered. After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked, "President Robert, are you trying to help Miss Mu this time so that you can be ruthless to the Jiang family?"
Robert cast a glance at him, and Mark cautiously changed his wording, "I mean, your strategic acquisition policy for the Jiang group doesn't have any residual profit, but instead, you will lose money. Now that the Jiang family wants to make peace with you, why don't you..."
He had calculated that if he insisted on buying the Jiang family this time, the loss would be at least twenty million.
But Robert didn't think so. "What money do I lack?"
Mark was rendered speechless
You are not short of money. You can love your wife with your own money, but those old antiques in the company
"Use the money in my private account directly. It won't involve any interests of the company." Robert confirmed, completely understanding Mark's thoughts.
Mark was rendered speechless. After a long while, he managed to say, "President Robert, are you going to get back together with Miss mu?"
"No..."
Why did you bother to do that?
Before Mark could finish his words, Robert added, "she said that our relationship is just like... A firecracker friend!"
"What?"
What are you talking about?
'boyfriend?????
However, this kind of shock was not enough, and there was something more. Therefore, Mark listened to the ruthless cold faced boss of his family. He asked in a serious tone like a primary school student discussing how to write a composition, "by the way, is there any way to improve your skills quickly?"
Mark asked, "... What kind of skill is it?"
Robert said seriously, "about last night."
Mark was rendered speechless