Mr. CEO Wants to Renew Our Contract
Chapter 93: Suicide

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Suicide

"I’m only willing to split it with you because of your contributions. I’ve earned it through my suffering. How could you have the nerve not to split it evenly with me? I’m fully entitled to it."

His little wife, once serious, was very clear-cut.

He transferred half the amount to her account, and Gu Lili was thrilled, "I want to buy a house."

"..." Long Yubei asked, "What do you need so many houses for?"

"Why does your company need so many houses?" She looked at him sideways, "Long Group has so many commercial properties under its name, why do you still need to build more? I want to buy houses in good locations, and another one in a high-end neighborhood."

"Do you plan to live in it?"

"That’s none of your business." Gu Lili lifted her chin and scampered upstairs.

Long Yubei didn’t know what she was up to.

After a while, she called Tang Qingli and they left the house together, while he planned to go to the office.

Just as he got into the car, an unfamiliar phone call came through.

Seeing an unfamiliar number, his instinct was to not want to pick up.

But the call kept disconnecting and coming back.

"Who’s this?"

"Hello, may I ask if this is Beibei? Do you know He Meiwei?"

"I know her..."

"Well, she attempted suicide in my house, I just took her to the hospital, please come quickly."

"I’m neither her friend nor her relative, please call someone else."

The landlord explained, "She only has your number on her phone, her phone service has been cut off, I’m calling you with my number. If you don’t come, I’ll just report it to the police. They’re bound to ask you about it anyway, since you’re the only person she knows."

Long Yubei felt annoyed, but agreed to go to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, the landlord handed him He Meiwei’s phone, "I can’t rent my house to her anymore, it’s too frightening. Thankfully she didn’t die, otherwise I’d be plagued with bad luck! I’ll pack up her luggage and deliver it to you later, could you pay her rent for her?"

"Why should I pay? I told you I’m neither her friend nor her relative."

"If you don’t pay, I’ll have to hold her clothes as a deposit, and you can pass the message to her."

"How much?"

"Fifteen thousand."

"Give me your account details, I’ll transfer the money."

The landlord insisted, "I need to receive the money before delivering her luggage to you."

"Understood."

After the landlord left, he went to the hospital room.

He saw He Meiwei’s wrists had been properly bandaged; she lay there, pale, with her eyes closed, having lost a lot of weight.

"The medical fee hasn’t been paid yet, please come with me."

"Okay."

After paying for her hospital expenses, when Long Yubei returned, He Meiwei was awake.

Seeing him, she turned her head away, "What are you doing here?!"

"Your landlord called me, said your phone only had my number. I had already blacklisted your number. If it weren’t for your landlord calling me with her phone, I wouldn’t have come," Long Yubei said indifferently, "Was the surgery using someone else’s donated organ just for you to attempt suicide with? If you wanted to do this, why accept someone else’s donation? Wouldn’t it be better to leave that chance for someone who really wants to live? It wouldn’t be such a waste."

He Meiwei didn’t say anything, just kept crying.

"Why did you try to kill yourself?" he asked.