Chapter 41 It Had Nothing to Do with Me
Ye Yuwei would rather sell her blood for money than beg him for help. Gu Juexi suddenly lost his temper.
Looking at the nurse pricking the needle into her arm, he felt like the needle was pricking at his heart. The pain was familiar, yet stifling.
He stomped angrily toward her and held her arm in his firm grip. Losing focus, the nurse was shocked with the sudden movement, the needle broke her skin. Blood oozed instantly from the wound.
“What are you doing?” Gu Juexi asked, knowing the answer, his gaze locked on her bleeding arm.
“I am selling my blood. CEO has never seen it before, have you? You are lucky today. You have the privilege to see this for free.” Ye Yuwei curved her lips slightly, pulled her arm from his grasp and put it through the reception window again. Her cold voice was painful to the ear and full of sarcasm.
“Ye Yuwei, watch your…”
“Yes? Watch my attitude? CEO and Miss Yu are truly two peas in a pod. One never gets bored of using the same trick for the past three years, another one never gets tired of saying the same words for the past three years.” Ye Yuwei turned to look at Gu Juexi and continued saying.
“I thought this is the thing that you wanted? You should have called the paparazzi over so that they could tell the public of my pathetic situation. By doing this, you could even show Miss Yu how much you love her and what you have done for her.” Ye Yuwei got up and stared at Gu Juexi.
“Ye Yuwei, I have told you, I never called the paparazzi. It has nothing to do with me.” Gu Juexi suddenly held onto her wrist tightly and snarled in rage.
As her arm was turned over, blood oozed from the wound, streaming down her arm, making a bloody line on her skin. Biting back the pain on her arm, she continued. “Come on, CEO. That’s not you. Be a man. You have always been stubborn and would force a person to submit to you. Now you dare not admit the things that you have done? Don’t learn it from me.” Ye Yuwei laughed as she struggled to get off his grip.
“Ye Yuwei…” Gu Juexi tightened his grip and nearly broke her wrist.
Ye Yuwei merely sneered and furrowed her brows. The pain was killing her. However, she did not surrender. Hiding her pain, she raised her head, lifted her chin slightly and stared Gu Juexi in the eyes.
“CEO, I don’t have money. If you broke my wrist, would you pay for my medical expenses?” Ye Yuwei looked at him. Her tone was soft but filled with irony, condemning his childish behavior.
This time, her words were different and did not stir up his anger. Her tone was cynical but if one listened carefully, one could find a tone of humbleness that lied within her words. It was a pity that he would never realize that. He could only feel the sting of irony.