The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Pretend to Be My Daughter

"Uncle, what brings you here this time? I’m all wrapped up like this, yet you can still recognize me," Jiang Leyi said, somewhat incredulous as she looked at him.

She couldn’t possibly be trying to extort her, right?

She was still a public figure, after all. If she ended up trending on social media because of this, she’d be at a loss for words.

So she touched the mask on her face, relieved to find it securely in place.

She noticed the man gazing intently at her.

Jiang Leyi felt panic rising in her heart, as if he could see her face through the mask.

Did she have flowers on her face?

Jiang Leyi’s emotions gradually shifted to displeasure, "Mister, it’s very impolite to stare at someone like that. If you have an issue, please speak up. If you’re unwell and can’t afford to go to the hospital, I can offer temporary help, but please don’t block the hotel entrance. It attracts too much attention."

Upon hearing her, the man came to his senses, promptly apologizing, "I’m sorry, I was abrupt. It’s just that the young lady looks familiar... like a friend of mine."

He initially wanted to say "wife," but to avoid scaring the young lady, he used "friend" instead.

Jiang Leyi widened her eyes, "Your way of hitting on someone is too cliché. If you need money, just say it. I have some cash in my bag, and it’s all yours."

She wanted nothing more than to distance herself from this person.

Irritated at herself for meddling and inviting trouble.

"I don’t want your money," the middle-aged man said in haste.

He pulled out a business card from his bag and handed it to Jiang Leyi, "My name is Zhou Zhenghui; this is my business card. I have a favor to ask of you that comes with a generous reward."

Upon receipt, Jiang Leyi saw he was the head of a listed company in Port City.

She had even thought he was being bullied by the mobster Zhou Yanbai.

But Jiang Leyi had been living in luxury since she was young; she’d seen plenty of money and didn’t find it all that impressive.

So she pushed the business card back to him, declining politely, "I’m sorry, I’m afraid I can’t help you. I have my own affairs to attend to and no spare time for other matters. You should find someone else."

"Five hundred thousand."

Jiang Leyi glanced at him, then turned away.

"One million."

As Jiang Leyi walked off, he clenched his teeth and said, "Two million."

"Three million."

"Ten million!"

Even as he reached ten million, Jiang Leyi didn’t look back.

Zhou Zhenghui grew panicked.

"Young lady, please, I’m begging you to help me. My wife has fallen ill with longing, and if I don’t give her something to hold onto, I’m afraid she won’t survive the winter. If she dies, I’ll have no reason to live. Please help me," he pleaded in a mournful tone.

Jiang Leyi stopped in her tracks, her lips tightly pursed.

Behind her, the pleading continued, "Miss Ji, I’m begging you, please do me this favor."

After a while, Jiang Leyi turned around again. The man appeared to be in his fifties, but his hair was mostly white, and his face was covered in the wrinkles of hardship, visibly aged.

She sighed, "What do you want me to do?"

With tears in his eyes, Zhou Zhenghui looked at her, "Pretend to be my daughter, then visit my wife in the hospital. I want her to live, if not for me, then for our daughter."

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