Chapter 453: Chapter 449 Unreasonable Demands
But He Qianhui didn’t give Zhang Hao the chance, so much that before he could finish his second sentence, the screen had already exited.
Zhang Hao looked at the chat interface and shook his head helplessly.
Thinking that they were already an old married couple, what was there to fear about taking a bath? It’s not like they hadn’t seen it all before.
With the thought of his wife returning tomorrow, Zhang Hao’s mood also greatly settled.
Yet before he could even step through the door, his phone began buzzing nonstop in his pocket.
Upon checking it, he discovered it was that female patient again.
For some unfathomable reason, she had even sent him several selfies.
After looking through a few pictures, there was also a voice message.
Zhang Hao didn’t want to listen and chose to convert it to text as usual.
After reading the converted text, Zhang Hao truly regretted giving her his contact information.
Thinking about Xiaohui’s return tomorrow, Zhang Hao was very serious and sent her a message.
"We are only in a doctor-patient relationship, and I’m not your psychologist."
"If you are feeling down or uncomfortable, you should seek help from a professional."
"I’m off work now and don’t want to talk about work-related matters anymore."
No sooner had this message been sent than the woman immediately replied.
"Mr. Zhang, don’t be so cold. Wasn’t it you who told me to send you a message right away if there was anything wrong with my body?"
"We had a deal that day, you see. Look at my face now... Does it not look much better than the day I went to the hospital?"
Zhang Hao took a careful look, and it seemed to be, indeed, the case.
However, he also thought about how nowadays phones come with powerful beauty filters.
Perhaps this woman’s healthy glow was the result of a beauty filter.
Seeing that Zhang Hao had not replied, the woman couldn’t help but sent another message.
"Mr. Zhang, the medicine you prescribed really worked. When my husband comes back, I will definitely bring him to the hospital to thank you in person."
"If my child is born safe and sound in the future, I wouldn’t ask him to recognize you as his godfather because without you, he wouldn’t have come into this world."
This sort of thing, with not even the first step of the journey taken, and the woman was already affixing familial ties to her child.
However, Zhang Hao was not that kind of man.
"Whether or not I can become a godfather depends on whether you can take care of your health as I told you."
"Besides, it’s not just you; we also have to consider your husband’s health since he’s also over forty."
"If his ’seeds’ are not good, it will be difficult for you to get pregnant, after all, pregnancy isn’t a one-person affair, it depends on both partners."
And Zhang Hao couldn’t make any absolute guarantees about this.
After this message was sent, the woman didn’t reply for a long time.
Zhang Hao then cast this matter to the back of his mind, only looking forward to He Qianhui’s return the next day.
He spent the better part of half an hour making a grocery list, thinking that after getting off work tomorrow, he would buy all the needed ingredients to properly welcome Qianhui home and cleanse away the travel dust.
The same man who spent the previous night tossing and turning alone now suddenly found himself reluctant to part with the large bed.
At the same time, after taking a bath, He Qianhui wore the hotel bathrobe.
She had just lain down to rest when she received a call from that client, though the contract had already been signed.
But He Qianhui had agreed to one condition.
She had to accompany the client to a KTV that night for entertainment, and she was mentally prepared for what might happen at the KTV.
The most that would happen was to let the old man touch her a bit, and as long as he wasn’t too excessive, she was still willing to smile it off.
These days, money is hard to earn and shit is hard to swallow, even for her as the top salesperson in the company, she still had to nod and bow before the almighty capital.
But there’s a saying, isn’t there? "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west."
Now, he might compromise to get by, but who’s to say she won’t change in the future?
While she’s young, she might as well endure some hardships - who knows, maybe in her old age she could live a comfortable life.
In another half an hour, the client’s car would arrive.
He Qianhui quickly got up from the bed, let her long hair down, dried it with a hairdryer, and quickly did her makeup.
At least she looked decent, then she picked a nice outfit from her suitcase and changed into it.
Ever since she’d been with Zhang Hao, He Qianhui had to consider him before doing anything.
Love requires fidelity, she knew, yet in life, there are times when one has no choice.
Just like now, to secure the deal, she had to agree to the unreasonable demands of the client.
She couldn’t let herself lose too much, nor could she upset the client.
Between a long dress and a short skirt, He Qianhui still chose the short skirt.
After changing her clothes in front of the mirror, He Qianhui psyched herself up inside, just needing to avoid any accidents for the first half of the night.
By getting up five minutes early the next morning, she’d be able to go home. Arriving downstairs, she saw a black sedan parking at the hotel’s main entrance.
He Qianhui took a deep breath to compose herself before elegantly and seductively walking towards the car.
She opened the rear car door, bent down, and sat inside.
Before the car door was even properly shut, a large hand landed on He Qianhui’s leg.
"Miss He, I’m very grateful that you could agree to my invitation tonight,"
In truth, what He Qianhui wanted to say was that even if she didn’t agree, it wouldn’t be possible.
But one has to keep their word.
"Director Qian, you’re being too formal. If it weren’t for your willingness to collaborate with our company, I might have already lost my job,"
Director Qian’s hand kept moving upward, initially near her knee, but now it had reached the middle of her thigh.
He Qianhui was also on guard for any further invasion by his hand.
"Miss He is so beautiful and capable, no matter the job, you’d always come out on top. If you ever find yourself unemployed in the future, you can come to me at any time. I will offer you a good position,"
He Qianhui smiled and took the opportunity to adjust her position, shifting her body a little.
And conveniently, Director Qian withdrew his hand.
To prevent him from taking advantage again, He Qianhui draped her bag over her lap.
"Director Qian really knows how to comfort people. With your words, I’m utterly touched,"
"I just don’t know how long your promise will last, Director Qian. What if in three to five years you forget, and with a family to support, I’ll end up left out in the cold?"
Director Qian laughed heartily. Although he couldn’t touch her leg anymore, he pulled He Qianhui into his embrace.
One hand firmly squeezed her shoulder.
"Miss He, you really don’t trust me at all. A word once spoken by me is unchanging for a hundred years; otherwise, let’s pinky swear."
He Qianhui looked down and smiled, "Director Qian, stop playing children’s games with me. Let’s hurry to the KTV; we mustn’t keep the others waiting."
Reminded by He Qianhui, Director Qian suddenly remembered his other plans for the evening and urged the driver to get moving quickly.
As they arrived at the KTV, Director Qian, ever the gentleman, opened the car door for her first.
To show their closeness, He Qianhui took the initiative to link her arm with Director Qian’s.
In the luxury private room they had booked, the two of them instantly drew the attention of everyone else.
