Chapter 993: I'm the One Who Messed Up Your Brother

Yaen Chi stared at her without blinking, something in his eyes sinking down, he gently pinched her little finger’s nail and asked softly: “Want to go out?”

Ye Wanting didn’t look at him, nor did she respond.

She looked at the mother and son as if self-torturing, and took a long time before turning around.

Yaen Chi followed her.

She headed straight to the end of the corridor where there was a large window, but a few more steps would take her to the smoking area.

Yaen Chi didn’t let her go there, pulled her hand and brought her into the elevator.

Outside the hospital, there was a 24-hour convenience store.

Yaen Chi got a cup of milk tea, prepared it and handed it to Ye Wanting.

He sat next to her, opened a new pack of cigarettes, pulled one out, but forgot there was already one behind his ear.

He tried the lighter twice but didn’t light it, shielding the flame, he took a thin puff once the cigarette was lit, holding it between his fingers.

“I cut your brother’s hand, not angry?”

Ye Wanting held the milk tea, intertwining her slender fingers, eyes lowered, her face indifferent, “How much does he owe you?”

“Forgot how much he owes.”

Yaen Chi leaned back, arm resting on the long bench, cigarette extended out, flicked off some ash.

“He lost three million in several of my casinos, and borrowed money after losing.

Interest piled on, he couldn’t repay, so I took one of his hands.”

Ye Wanting’s eyebrows twitched, “Is a hand for repayment?”

Yaen Chi kept watching her, not missing any subtle reaction, “No, too much debt, can only cover a part of it.”

“Oh.”

Ye Wanting responded, holding the milk tea cup’s bottom, took two sips.

Then there was silence.

Yaen Chi chuckled awkwardly, “I thought you’d say, you’d help him repay his debt.”

Ye Wanting frowned.

Her expression full of disgust and resistance.

Not directed at Yaen Chi.

But looking at her calm face, he suddenly felt like rendering himself mute, pursed his lips, “Sorry, just joking, went too far.”

“I know.”

Ye Wanting paused, “I don’t blame you.”

If you don’t know her, hearing that would think she’s cold-blooded.

The scene in the ward earlier, Yaen Chi completely saw through her family dynamics.

The maternal warmth she cautiously maintained, worth nothing in the face of the son, or familial lineage.

Quite pitiful.

Luckily she didn’t lose her mind, not foolishly taking everything upon herself.

“That’s right,” Yaen Chi rubbed the back of her head, “You are you, they are them, life isn’t born to take others’ debts, just live for yourself.”

Ye Wanting looked up at him, neck shrinking forward, eyes timidly looking up, slightly cramped, especially after crying, those eyes looked even more pitiful.

Yaen Chi’s heart sank, curled two fingers to gently tap the back of her head, “What, can’t your brother touch your head?”

Ye Wanting tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Sorry for making you laugh.”

Yaen Chi snorted, “Little girl quite pretentious.”

She couldn’t say anything else, no matter what it seemed dry, just drank milk tea, and in a moment half a cup was gone.

Xu Shu called, Yaen Chi told him the location, not waiting long before Xu Shu arrived, still wearing a white coat, snatched Yaen Chi’s cigarette immediately, crushed and threw it in the trash.

Yaen Chi rolled his eyes furiously, “I say, wearing that white, makes it easy for you to do role-playing, right?”