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Hello, Heir Chapter 843

Chapter 843 - The Forgotten Tattoo (5)

Ji Chen was very swift. After two minutes, he ran out of the shop and approached the car. He lowered his head politely and stole a glance at him at the same time. Anguish flashed across his eyes. He stuttered, “S-Sir…”

Si Zhengting’s gaze darkened inside the car. “Speak.”

“Yes. M-Madam… had the tattoo on her waist removed.”

That brief remark felt like a heavy hammer that shattered his heart.

The tattoo on her waist…

That was symbolic of his family, as well as of his woman. It was unique.

He had never told her that ever since he had that tattooed on her, he had decided that she was the only woman for him for the rest of his life.

But now…

She removed it… She removed it.

Si Zhengting looked down. Suddenly, everything became pitch black and he fainted.

“Sir! Sir!” Ji Chen shouted in shock. He opened the car door immediately and held him up. As soon as he touched him, he sensed that his hand was warm.

Ji Chen reached out and touched his forehead hurriedly. The burning sensation caused him to exclaim. In that moment, he realized that Sir… was having a fever.

In the small rented house.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zhuang Nainai stared at her waist in a dilemma.

That tattoo was still inked on her skin vividly.

She clearly said that she would get rid of everything that reminded her of Si Zhengting. However, as she lay on the cold operating table and felt the equipment come into contact with her skin, she immediately got up and regretted her decision.

As if… the removal of this tattoo would really symbolize the end of her relationship with Si Zhengting.

Staring at the tattoo, she sighed deeply. Then, she pulled her top down, turned around, picked up her laptop, and started to send in her resume again in hopes of finding a job.

Life had to go on. Even if those few companies won’t hire her, there must be somewhere that would, right?

After she finished sending in her resumes, it was already 11 pm. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

At 2 am, she jumped out of her bed. Her bright and clear eyes signified that she had not been able to fall asleep. Thereafter, she opened a bottle of sleeping pills, took two out, and ate them before lying down again.

She did not tell anyone that she had been suffering from insomnia recently. Her insomnia was very severe. She could only depend on medication to force herself to sleep.

Half an hour later, she finally drifted off to sleep.

In the following days, her job search was looking worse.

Initially, a few companies would still call her up for interviews. However, later on, she did not even receive any calls.

Five days later, she finally received an invitation to go for an interview. This revived hope in Zhuang Nainai, who was on the brink of breaking down.

Lin Xi’er helped her do her makeup and said, “Nainai, you must give it your all this time! It’s fine even if the pay is slightly low. Just get a job first.”

Zhuang Nainai nodded.

Su Yanbin, who was standing beside them, said after hearing that, “You must be careful not to get scammed, okay?”

Zhuang Nainai: “…”

Zhuang Nainai glanced at Su Yanbin from the mirror. At last, she suddenly asked, “How is Xu Dazhi? Is his hand okay? Why isn’t he coming here these past few days?”

As soon as she said this, Su Yanbin, who was sitting on the couch, froze for a few seconds, as if someone pressed a pause button on him. He returned to his normal state and pursed his lips. “What do you mean why? He bled for a beauty, yet this beauty is not moved by him. So, he gave up!”

Hello, Heir

Hello, Heir

Hello; 继承者
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2015 Native Language: Chinese
He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much. “Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?” “Rear you.” “Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?” “You.” “………” Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once? One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?” Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.” To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

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