Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 270 - 271 Confession Matters 3

Chapter 270: Chapter 271 Confession Matters 3

"What?" Boss Zhang froze for a moment.

"Not enough? Then one million."

In Ou Jue’s mind, there was nothing money couldn’t solve.

If there was, it meant the money wasn’t tempting enough.

"You..." Boss Zhang was shocked.

Actually, it wasn’t a big deal for him in the first place, but for the other party to offer one million in compensation...

Seeing Boss Zhang completely speechless, Ou Jue’s resolute jaw tightened slightly, and he extended his hand to the side.

His assistant hurriedly handed over a cheque.

Ou Jue tossed the cheque, with a string of zeros at the end, onto the bedside table. "Your compensation."

Boss Zhang’s lips moved. "I don’t need money. What I want isn’t money."

"Whether you need it or not is your business. Whether I give it or not is mine." Ou Jue adjusted the collar of his shirt with his hand.

This guy—beat someone up and now uses money to "insult" them?

Xiyan clenched her fists tightly, trying hard to suppress her anger. "Didn’t you hear him say? What he needs isn’t money. He wants an attitude from you, he wants the words ’I’m sorry’!"

"I never say ’I’m sorry’ to anyone," Ou Jue responded coldly. "Giving money is my attitude, and I have no interest in caring about what he needs!"

With that, he grabbed Xiyan’s wrist and started to drag her out.

"Let go of me! I’m not going with you! You maniac, control freak, violent lunatic!!"

Xiyan’s voice faded as they reached the door of the hospital room.

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Opening the car door, Ou Jue unceremoniously tossed Xiyan inside. He climbed in immediately afterward, his face tense, and ordered the driver, "Drive!"

Xiyan rubbed her arm, glaring at Ou Jue. "Didn’t you say you’d leave me to die in the streets and not care? Then why did you show up again?!"

Ou Jue sneered. "You’re overthinking it. I’m only concerned about my money, nothing else."

Xiyan knew he was referring to the billion.

She pulled out a previously written IOU from her bag. "Then here, keep this safe. It’s written clearly—I’ll pay it back, principal and interest, within five years. Now may I get out of the car?"

Ou Jue glanced at the neatly written IOU, but to him, this piece of paper felt like it was instantly distancing their relationship.

He didn’t really care about the money.

What he cared about was this fool.

This stubborn, infuriating fool who was constantly at odds with him!

His chest filled with pent-up anger, unable to release it.

Ou Jue shot Xiyan a cold glare. "What, so eager to get out? Want to go back and find the man in the hospital?"

"Yeah, that’s exactly right. I’m going to find him. He was doing something good and got beaten for no reason. At the very least, I need to tell him ’sorry’ and take care of him."

Before her words landed, Xiyan’s jaw was forcefully grabbed. Jealousy churned in Ou Jue’s eyes. "Don’t you dare!"

"Watch me." Xiyan clenched her little fists, her delicate face full of defiance.

Ou Jue tightened his grip on her jaw, as if wanting to crush her.

But... how could he bear to?

Grinding his teeth viciously, he growled, "Xia Xiyan, is making me furious the only way you can feel satisfied?!"

Why couldn’t she just behave even a little?!

For reasons she couldn’t grasp, Xiyan suddenly felt like crying.

She didn’t want to fight with Ou Jue, not at all.

But she couldn’t bring herself to live like a thoughtless little pet by Ou Jue’s side.

Xiyan fell silent, tears desperately pooling in her eyes.