A Billion Dollar Exchange 60 String Of Hope

When Liling woke up, it was already morning, she found herself on a bed with a drip by her side, it took her time to realize where she was and what had just happened.

She began crying all over again.

This meant, she wouldn't see her mom again?, forever!

It was a bitter reality to accept. Her heart bled it's pain out till she could cry no more. She lay by her side staring blankly into s.p.a.ce.

Now there was many things to do, her mom's burial, her dad's surgery and obviously the money for the surgery, that, she hadn't forgotten.

She needed to act, and act really fast if she didn't want to loose another parent.

Just that minute, her phone rang from her purse which was on a small table by the side of the bed. She frowned a little and stretched her hand to take it.

"Liling!!, Liling I've been calling you since yesterday, you weren't picking my calls, I was almost scared. What happened?, but hold on, I have gist for you.

You know that handsome CEO, Liu Wei?, guess what?, he is Jin Yue's friend and we drove in the same car yesterday. OMG, I felt like the queen of England!. Liling he is so handsome up close!...."

Xin Yong continued babbling but Liling just concentrated on the name of the person.

Why hadn't she thought of him since!. He seemed to have liked her, so all she needed to do was to offer her body to him, that was all.

Chang Ming 'liked' her, but it was her body he was after, so he'll not be any different, right?

"...too bad he didn't stay for long, Jin Yue dropped him off at his company.."

" At the company?, where? "

Liling cut her off almost immediately.

Xin Yong was surprised that the first thing she would ask was the location of the company, she paused for a bit but still described the area since she didn't know the exact address.

"Okay.. " With that Liling cut the call leaving the dumbfounded Xin Yong puzzled.

Liling had wanted to go that day but then realized it was a Sunday, he mayn't be at work and secondly there was a drip on her hand, so with that she leaned back on the bed as she thought of how to get herself to talk to the CEO.

She knew people didn't just meet him directly, he was a very important and distinguished person, a pauper like her who didn't have any appointment may not even be allowed to stay for a bit longer in the lobby, and again, she had utterly disrespected him that night in America.

Thinking of this, she nearly lost hope, but how would she lose hope when there was no other choice. This was the last option and if it didn't work out, she would simply prepare two graves.

To her it was better that she gave him herself before he asks her of it, she took him to be a reasonable man and didn't want him to tarnish the image she bore of him.

At least, she could live with it, she didn't have to obey anyone, it was her own personal decision.

If it did work out, she would make sure she didn't appear before him again. It would just be a one night stand and it'll be over. They'll go their separate ways.

Their parts wouldn't meet, she would forget him and he would obviously forget her. She prayed earnestly that this option works out, because it was her only hope.