Chapter 25: He Is Actually This Heartless

Jiang Chenxue stood there and said:

"Her blood type is the same as Sheng's."

Veins bulged on Gu Tingyan's forehead, his chest heaving continuously; hearing this, his hand paused: "I have already sent people to find someone with the same blood type."

Gu Tingyan walked out to call Jiang Xubai, his voice low: "Did you find anyone?"

Jiang Xubai said: "There is one, but I'm afraid you won't be willing to let her go."

Gu Tingyan's heart sank slightly: "Qin Shu?"

Jiang Xubai: "Yes."

"Whether you want Sheng to die or you want her to live, it is all a matter of one word from you."

Gu Tingyan's breathing deepened, his gaze terrifying: "Jiang Xubai, what do you mean?"

Jiang Xubai chuckled; Qin Shu was his wife, after all—without his consent, who would dare to touch her?

It was indeed a matter of one word from him that could dictate Chu Sheng's death.

"Gu Tingyan, you couldn't save Sheng back then; are you going to watch her die now, too?"

A dark cloud hung over Gu Tingyan's face; he hung up the phone and leaned against the wall, the man flipping to the note at the very top of his contact page, his eyes complex as he stared at it for a long time.

Five years ago, he couldn't save Chu Sheng; five years later, was he to watch her die?

Gu Tingyan pursed his lips, but still called Qin Shu.

Qin Shu received Gu Tingyan's call, but she did not speak.

Gu Tingyan restrained his emotions to the extreme, organizing his words, his voice low: "Huahua, can you come to the hospital?"

"Donate blood for Sheng."

Qin Shu's heart ached so much she could barely breathe; she seemed unable to believe he could say such a thing, the corners of her eyes scarlet as she gave a sarcastic laugh: "Gu Tingyan, you want me to donate blood for Chu Sheng?"

Gu Tingyan tugged at his tie in irritation: "Name your conditions."

Qin Shu's eyes welled with tears, and she laughed mockingly, her heart feeling utterly desolate: "You want your own wife to save your lover?"

"To fulfill your deep devotion?"

Gu Tingyan's brows were cold; leaning against the wall, he said in a low voice: "I will compensate you."

Qin Shu's heart trembled violently, aching intensely: "Let her die."

Hearing this, Gu Tingyan's gaze turned abruptly cold, his voice carrying a sense of authority and coercion: "Qin Shu!"

He said: "Think about your grandmother."

Qin Shu swayed; she had not expected Gu Tingyan to use her grandmother to threaten her—he was truly this heartless.

She gripped her phone tightly, her heart feeling as if it were bleeding, her eyes forced to redden: "Gu Tingyan, you are worse than a beast!"

"If you dare to touch my grandmother, I will fight you to the death!"

*Snap. * Qin Shu hung up the phone.

Gu Tingyan looked at the disconnected call and pressed his lips together tightly; he sat in the hospital corridor, and though it was summer, his hands and feet were ice-cold, his thoughts in total chaos.

The nurse came out to urge him urgently once more; Gu Tingyan leaned against the chair, feeling miserable all over, his heart cramping with inexplicable pain; his vision was foggy, and all he could hear was Jiang Chenxue's crying.

It made his mood terrible.

It would be fine; he would compensate Qin Shu well in the future.

Qin Shu hung up the phone and pulled the divorce agreement out of the drawer, her tear-stained little face full of self-mockery and sarcasm.

What exactly was she expecting from him?

Whether he loved her or not was already very obvious.

Her status in his heart could never compare to Chu Sheng's.

Qin Shu looked up to wipe away the tears at the corners of her eyes, and as she lowered her gaze, her eyes became incomparably cold.

She stepped in her high heels, wearing a long black dress, and walked into the hospital corridor with the divorce agreement in hand.

Gu Tingyan opened his eyes and watched her face from the chair; Qin Shu walked slowly to his side, handed him the divorce agreement from a high-and-mighty position, and said with indifference:

"Sign it, and I will donate blood to save Chu Sheng."

Seeing the words "divorce agreement" again, Gu Tingyan suddenly looked up at Qin Shu, his heart aching with a dull thud.

Gu Tingyan's face was deathly pale, the corners of his eyes scarlet, his voice hoarse: "You want to divorce me?"

Qin Shu's fingers turned white from gripping the paper, her exquisite face showing coldness: "You don't have to sign it."

"Let Chu Sheng die, or you can kill me."

Gu Tingyan's body shook, his heart trembling uncontrollably.

The man's voice trembled slightly: "Huahua."

Hearing this from Qin Shu, Jiang Chenxue was so angry that she reached out and slapped Qin Shu across the face!

"How dare you curse my daughter!"

Gu Tingyan stood up to block Qin Shu, grabbed Jiang Chenxue's hand, and flung it aside fiercely, his gaze icy: "Try touching her again!"

Qin Shu was shielded behind Gu Tingyan.

Jiang Chenxue was startled by Gu Tingyan's gaze; she was terrified of him and dared not move again.

Qin Shu raised her eyes and looked at Chu Xuanming with indifference: "Furthermore, the Chu Family must give me thirty percent of the shares."

There was not a shred of sadness or grief in her eyes; she was calm, firm, and negotiated terms with them with clear logic.

She was not in a hurry; after all, the one dying was not someone she cared about.

On that beautiful face of Qin Shu's, there was a coldness that bordered on heartlessness.

Seeing Qin Shu's exorbitant demand, Chu Xuanming's face turned terrifyingly gloomy: "You really dare to ask for it!"

Qin Shu chuckled: "Mr. Chu, shouldn't this be what I deserve?"

Chu Xuanming's expression changed slightly, terrified that she might reveal the relationship between them and let Gu Tingyan find out.

These thirty percent of the shares were originally given to little Qin Shu by her maternal grandfather, to be officially transferred to her name on the day of her eighteenth birthday coming-of-age ceremony.

Chu Xuanming gave the shares that originally belonged to Qin Shu to Chu Sheng when she turned eighteen.

Qin Shu smiled and said, "Not giving them is fine."

She smiled slightly and said, "Then you and Ms. Jiang can prepare a funeral for Chu Sheng."

Jiang Chenxue was driven mad with rage, but with Gu Tingyan present, she dared not lay a hand on Qin Shu.

Chu Xuanming's face twitched from anger; under Qin Shu's pressure, he clenched his fists and let out a breath: "Shares are out of the question."

"I will give you money."

Qin Shu had long known the nature of this scumbag father of hers; asking for shares would cost him his life.

But money was different.

Qin Shu said coldly, "Three hundred million."

Chu Xuanming almost cursed her out loud!

This unfilial daughter!

The corners of Qin Shu's lips curled into a faint, mocking expression: "President Chu, your net worth is in the tens of billions; are you really unwilling to part with this small amount of money to save your beloved daughter?"

Jiang Chenxue did not dare to make a sound on the side, terrified that Chu Xuanming might disagree.

Chu Sheng was her first child, and also the one Jiang Chenxue was most proud of and loved the most.

Qin Shu was taking advantage of the situation!

The nurse came out anxiously to urge them again: "Who is going to sign the critical condition notice!"

Jiang Chenxue hurried forward and signed with trembling hands.

"Have you found someone who can donate blood yet?!"

Chu Xuanming looked at Gu Tingyan with a gloomy expression, then looked at the divorce agreement in his hand; his eyes flashed as he thought of Chu Sheng, who did not have much time left in the operating room.

Chu Xuanming gritted his teeth fiercely and said through clenched teeth, "Fine, I agree!"

Qin Shu looked at Gu Tingyan, the corners of her eyes reddening, her heart bleeding as she forced him to make a choice:

"Gu Tingyan, she is going to die; are you going to save her?"