I Might As Well Sell Myself

As long as she gave birth to a child for the Lu family, she would not be afraid even if Lu Chengchen divorced her. She could even change her current status with the help of her child so that Lu Chengchen and the Song Corporation would never be separated.

Didn't Lu Chengchen want to ditch her and the Song Corporation?

She would not let him get what he wanted!

All these years, Lu Chengchen had seen all kinds of women and tricks. He saw through Song Wei's motive with one look.

He chuckled and deliberately lowered his body, his dangerous aura pressing down on Song Wei. "Mrs. Lu used to despise me, but now she wants to have a child with me. Let me guess, are you in love with me? Hmm?"

He was smiling when he spoke, but there was ice in his eyes.

Song Wei heard her heart thumping wildly. At the same time, Lu Chengchen's angular face became bigger in her eyes.

Closer, he was getting closer.

His warm lips suddenly stopped by her lips, exuding a strong sense of oppression. His tall and straight nose lightly rubbed against her fair and tender face, causing a burning sensation.

"Mrs. Lu, it's best if you know your limits. Otherwise, you'll lose everything." Lu Chengchen whispered into Song Wei's ear.

Each word was as cold as an icicle.

He was threatening her.

Song Wei tightened her grip on her bag, her nails leaving deep marks on it.

Under the streetlights, the man let go of the woman. His face was tense as he walked to the driver's seat and opened the door. He started the car and left without a care for the feelings of the woman he left behind in the cold night.

A gust of night wind blew past and goosebumps appeared on Song Wei's neck.

She stood alone under the streetlamp. The light elongated her figure. Suddenly, she curled her lips into a smile. There was a subtle bitterness in her eyes.

…

After her negotiation with Lu Chengchen failed, Song Wei did not return to the Lu family. Instead, she stayed in the company every day and thought about how to stabilize the Song Corporation.

"President Song, the hospital called to discuss the old chairman's condition with you." Song Wei had just finished her meeting when the young female assistant handed her her personal phone.

She quickly took the phone and was about to speak when the other party said aggressively, "Miss Song, you've already delayed the payment for Old Master Song's medical fees for two months. Could you please pay up as soon as possible?"

"I… okay."

Song Wei could only agree.

Yes, she was already at the end of her rope. She could not even afford to pay for her family's medical bills.

She ran her fingers through her hair in frustration and passed her phone to her assistant. She instructed, "Check if there are any other items under my name. Find a way to sell them and pay for my grandfather's medical bills."

The assistant took the phone from her.

"President Song…" Even the assistant looked at her sympathetically." Why don't we go and beg Vice President Jiang? Let him pay for the old chairman's medical fees first. "

"Beg him?" Song Wei scoffed and refused decisively, "I might as well sell myself!"

Unless she was at her wit's end, she would never ask Jiang Yichang for help. It was all because of him that the Song Corporation was in such a state now. Besides, it might not be successful even if she begged him. He probably couldn't wait for her grandfather to die in the hospital so that the Song Corporation could fall into his hands as soon as possible.

That's right, Jiang Yichang was her father, the son-in-law of the Song Family. He was someone who had wild ambitions to get the Song Corporation.

At night, Song Wei went back to the hotel.

She had just washed up and laid down when her assistant hurriedly called her. "President Song, I've sold all of your spare items, but it's still not enough for the old chairman's medical fees. There's a difference of more than 200,000 yuan!"

Song Wei's hand trembled.

200,000?