C80 A person who sells his soul

"Ingrate?" Ying Yue steadily supported herself on the table, trembling from the intense movements just now. "Since young, I've never relied on anyone but myself. If I was really an ingrate, I wouldn't have supported you three for so many years, stepmother."

"Ying Yue, no matter what, I'm your stepmother. What do you think I've been doing for so many years, isn't it all for the sake of your useless father?"

Ying Yue didn't want to continue pestering her. She looked at the boss who was scooping up the noodles from the wok and said indifferently, "I think you haven't forgotten the proposal that I suggested just now."

"You …" It seemed like there was no way to add on the money for the wedding gift today. No matter what, Ying Yue was now the young mistress of the Gu family, and they still had to rely on this tree to shelter them in the future. They definitely could not fall out together.

Furthermore, their stepmother had a deeper meaning. Even if they couldn't use Ying Yue to enter the upper-class society as soon as possible, even if their daughter couldn't find a man as outstanding as Gu Lin, they could still escape from the predicament.

If he really did bring Father Ying away, then they would have to sever their only connection with Ying Yue.

"Okay, okay, okay," the stepmother nodded and stood up, "Ying Yue, I don't need the money for the betrothal gift, but you have to agree to one of my conditions."

Ying Yue looked at Ying Wenxi and understood what kind of rude request his stepmother would make. He rejected him on the spot.

"I won't agree to your conditions," Ying Yue raised her head and spoke straightforwardly, "Although I know that you've always disliked me and I similarly dislike you, we've always been fair parties and there's no need to agree to anyone's conditions."

"Also..." Ying Yue paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "What is your goal? What is your daughter's goal? Could it be that I, Ying Yue, am a fool that can't see through anything? If it was you, would you agree?"

At this moment, his stepmother's face was even more pale than the bottom of a pot.

At this time, the boss of the noodle store shouted out loudly.

"The noodles are here."

She smiled as she took the bowl from the owner's hands. Just as she took out a pair of chopsticks, the boss of the noodle store finally couldn't help but ask, "Ying Yue, this mother and daughter pair is truly powerful. You've suffered greatly."

Ying Yue smiled as she looked at the figure of the two who had quickly disappeared outside the noodle shop. She picked up the bowl of noodles and said with a smile, "Boss, your cooking skills have improved recently. It's delicious."

His gaze shifted from the small noodle shop that was filled with nostalgia to the resplendent hotel suite. Gao Wenhan, who was wrapped in a white bathrobe, moved his finger slightly. His arrogant chin looked even more arrogant compared to his red lips.

"Are you telling the truth?" His gaze landed on the face on the other side of the sofa. It was none other than Amy who was kicked out of the magazine.

"It's true," Amy said as she looked at Gao Wen Han with sincerity that seemed like he was swearing an oath to me.

Gao Wen Han looked at her manager, Amanda, once again. They were not completely unprepared for the reason why they called this Amy over, they were very clear about how both Amy and Ying Yue were fighting openly in the magazine.

Gao Wenhan drank the red wine in his hand and let out a long sigh. Amanda understood everything and spoke again.

"Amy, I believe you should know why we called you here. From a certain perspective, we have given you a chance for revenge, and if you are willing to seize this opportunity, I can guarantee that not only will you defeat Ying Yue, you will even be able to return to the magazine."

After saying all that, Amanda moved closer to Amy, held her face and said: "As long as you are willing to work hard, you can take back everything you lost previously, do you understand?"

Amy nodded obediently: "I will definitely live up to Miss Gao's expectations."

That's good, "Amanda looked at Gao Wenhan who was holding a wine cup and nodding his head, then continued," So you should go and prepare what you need to do now, as for when the final plan will be made and how it will be revealed, I will look after the arrangements, in short, I only have one goal, and that is to use the information in your hand to make Ying Yue smell, and I will never even have the chance to turn over again, do you understand?

"I understand," Amy said as he nodded his head.

Just as Amanda wanted to send Amy out, Gao Wen Han who had been silent until now suddenly called out to her.

"I heard that this Ying Yue had her boyfriend stolen by her best friend. Regarding this, I think you should make good use of this advantageous material. What Amanda said just now is right. The more interesting the better."

"As long as you help me with this, I'll arrange for you to work at a bigger and better magazine in New York. I think New York, the city that is at the forefront of fashion and fashion, will be your best choice."

Amy timidly took over the wine cup in the hands of the model. Within his ignorant and pious eyes, he looked like a slave, but Gao Wenhan knew very well, the more loyal he was to the model, the more he would be able to use it.

Small characters were like this sorrow, like a speck of dust in a corner that no one cared about and could never stick out of. As long as you give her a chance, she would be grateful to work for you.

In the past, she had sold everything out for that tiny chance, and now she was still selling herself out.

"Don't worry," Amanda said as she saw Amy off. She walked over to Gao Wenhan, who was still holding onto his wine cup and said, "This Amy will definitely help us do what we want. At that time, you will definitely achieve what you want."

"Don't you think she and I are both so pathetic?" Gao Wenhan pursed his lips and smiled bitterly in a mocking manner. In the midst of his laughter, there was also helplessness. The arrogance and aloof attitude from before was gone, and now, there was even more sadness.

"Sad?" Amanda looked at her, a little confused.

"Both she and I are people who have sold our souls to Satan. Although it looks glorious on the outside, our hearts are filled with evil and unbearable. We would never be qualified to stand under the sunlight in broad daylight like people, because …"

"Alright, Wen Han," Amanda shook his head and said earnestly. "You must forget about what happened three years ago, as long as you don't say it, no one will ever know about it. All you need to do now is to continue following the same road, if not, all your efforts will go down the drain, do you understand?"

Before Gao Wenhan could open his mouth, the phone on the sofa rang.