My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Su Hongxing had visited The Red House twice before, and the doorman recognized her, personally escorting her to the Hongxing Pavilion.

The door was slightly ajar, and before Su Hongxing even reached it, she heard the fearful crying of Jiang Su from inside.

She stood still, a bit baffled.

Why did she have to save Jiang Su and the old lady of the Jiang family? To them, she was nothing but an ATM, only remembered when they needed money. Why couldn’t she be as ruthless as they are?

Perhaps it was because Jiang Su, when she was young, had held onto the hem of her dress to walk, and had called her “sister” in a soft voice. This younger sister, she had once truly liked and taken care of.

But when she thought of all the things that the old lady of the Jiang family and Jiang Su had done over these years, she didn’t want to push the door open.

She told herself that a person should be ruthless. Whether the Jiangs live or die has nothing to do with her. She had cut ties with them two days ago, so why should she sacrifice herself for them now?

They were the ones who betrayed her first. They couldn’t blame her for being ruthless.

She gritted her teeth and was about to turn and leave.

Then the door opened, and the voice of Ye Qilan sounded behind her: “Since you’re here, why not come in and sit down?”

Su Hongxing composed her facial expression before turning around. Seeing Ye Qilan standing not far away, dressed in all black, her gaze was drawn to him.

In her memory, Ye Qilan liked white and mostly wore white shirts.

Ye Qilan today seemed so cold and unfamiliar to her.

While Su Hongxing was lost in thought, Ye Qilan stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and muttered, “Inside there are two liars, one claims to be your grandmother, the other claims to be your cousin. They don’t seem to be, so I’m about to chop off their hands…”

With a yank, Ye Qilan dragged Su Hongxing into the room.

The terrified old lady of the Jiang family and Jiang Su, trembling in fear, both looked at the entrance. Upon seeing Su Hongxing, Jiang Su cried out in excitement, “Sis, save me!!”

“Are you sure this worthless person is your sister?” Ye Qilan dragged Su Hongxing forward and forced her to sit on the couch.

“Sis, sis, you must save me. This man wants to cut off our hands. I’m so scared…” Jiang Su wailed to Su Hongxing with a runny nose and teary face.

Su Hongxing turned to Ye Qilan, “Let them go.”

She knew she shouldn’t have come. This was obviously a trap set by Ye Qilan.

She knew it was a trap yet she still jumped in, sacrificing herself for these unworthy people. This was a losing deal no matter how you calculated it.

“That’s where you’re wrong. In business, integrity is pivotal, do you know how much money these two owe?” Ye Qilan turned to Jiang Su, “Young lady, tell us how much you owe me.”

Jiang Su wiped her tears in a fluster, fearfully looking at Ye Qilan and Su Hongxing. “It’s just two broken bottles. He said they’re worth tens of millions. After giving me a discount, he only asked for 10 million…”

Ye Qilan had someone bring over what Jiang Su had called “broken bottles,” and called in an antique expert to appraise them in front of Su Hongxing.

The appraisal results were that one of them was a priceless antique and the other, even if it was a bit ordinary, would still fetch at least 30 million in the market.

“These are top authorities in the field. Since you two can’t afford the payment, you can only offer your lives in exchange, right?” As Ye Qilan said this, the person he was looking at was Su Hongxing.

Su Hongxing replied coolly, “So, you want my life in exchange for theirs?”