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Green Qi stared blankly at the departing Jiang family mother and son, unable to find a reason for anyone to agree. The door closed in front of her, and at that moment, her heart felt like ashes.
She leaned weakly against the sofa, tightly clutching a cushion as if it were the only source of comfort she could find. Her pale face was devoid of color, and her hollow gaze lacked focus.
After a long time, long enough to feel like a century had passed, she took out the slightly crumpled Card from her palm. Her fingertips traced over it repeatedly, and silent tears streamed down her cheeks, falling onto the Card. The water stains did not wet the waterproof business card but soaked Green Qi's heart instead.
Green Qi slowly lifted her head, a bitter smile on her lips. Yes, one cannot escape fate; there are gains and losses. As she gently smoothed out the wrinkles on the Card, she took out her phone from her pocket and pressed the numbers on the Card, as if she could hear her heart sinking with each press. She bit her lip, hesitating to press the call button. Time passed, long enough for her hand holding the phone to feel numb, and finally, she gritted her teeth and pressed the call button.
She had thought of many reasons to refuse, but they were all shattered by the thought of saving her father.
The result was as expected; when everything began to unfold in that direction, it felt unreal. After hanging up the phone, Green Qi collapsed onto the floor. Her cold heart seemed to freeze along with the blood in her body, as if the last bit of strength within her had been drained away.
Madam Jiang was not surprised by Green Qi's affirmative response; who would ignore their father's life or death? It wasn't that she was forcing anyone; it was just selfishness at play. She hoped that her son could settle down; she could ignore the flowers and plants outside, but this one at home had to be pleasing to her eyes.
Madam Jiang called Jiang Chengmu, informing him that due to the urgency of her father's surgery, Green Qi agreed to get their marriage certificate today. So she asked Jiang Chengmu to invite Green Qi out for lunch to build rapport before they went to get married in the afternoon and quickly sent him Green Qi's phone number.
Jiang Chengmu despised his mother's bureaucratic decisions and always spoke in a businesslike tone. But thinking about how he had no say in the company and had to constantly watch his back around those old-timers made him feel he had no choice. After all, without Madam Jiang backing him up, he was nothing in others' eyes. Once he gained real power in the company step by step, he could do whatever he wanted, including marrying whoever he wished. He understood well that this compromise was for a greater plan; sometimes small sacrifices were necessary for larger goals.
Suppressing his emotions, he accepted this marriage arrangement with a furrowed brow. He glanced at his wristwatch and picked up his phone from the table to dial a number. With no warmth in his voice, he repeated Madam Jiang's message to Green Qi, then angrily smashed the phone onto the floor and kicked it several times out of frustration.
In the intensive care unit, Green Qi looked at her father covered in tubes and felt immense pain as if countless needles were stabbing into her. She believed this would soon come to an end; since Jiang Chengmu had already agreed, it meant one less obstacle. Although she knew what she would lose by doing this, as long as her father was healthy and alive, what she gained would surely outweigh what she lost.
She actually worried that Jiang Chengmu would refuse but also hoped he would refuse; only when she heard his answer did she realize that she had already made her choice—
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