Chapter 8

Chen Yang's lips twitched: "Don't tell me you want me to act with you to drive away your ex-boyfriend?"

Du Jia was slightly taken aback: "Do you know him?"

"I don't." Chen Yang shrugged: "I heard a nurse mention him."

Du Jia pouted, her face showing a hint of disdain: "I don't want to see him at all; he's a complete scumbag." She then looked at Chen Yang seriously: "So, are you going to help or not?"

"Of course I'll help!" Chen Yang smiled bitterly: "But your plan to act loving to scare him away is too low-tech."

Du Jia blinked: "Then what do you suggest?"

"I'm just being upfront with you, to help you!" Chen Yang hurriedly said: "Not to show off."

This made Du Jia even more curious: "Tell me, what's your plan?"

Chen Yang shrugged: "If I tell you, it won't work. Just go about your business for now. When Yang Hui comes, don't rush in; wait at the door for a bit. Then act accordingly, and remember, whatever happens, don't laugh."

Du Jia became even more curious, but with Chen Yang urging her, she walked out with a strange look on her face, heading to the nurse's station. She sat down, her curiosity growing.

What could Chen Yang's mysterious plan be?

Du Jia was both curious and excited, lost in thought.

At that moment, a tall man appeared in the hallway.

Dressed in a white suit, holding a bouquet of flowers, he walked with a smile, exuding the charm of a prince. Two young nurses pushing a cart of medical supplies were immediately drawn to him.

The two nurses couldn't help but look at the man a few more times, and to their surprise, he walked over to them, making their hearts race.

"Excuse me, is Du Jia on this floor?" The man's voice was gentle, his smile as warm as the spring breeze.

"Yes, yes, over there!" One of the nurses said, a bit flustered, her face blushing.

"Thank you!"

The man nodded slightly and walked away. He heard the two nurses whispering about how handsome he was, a true god. A slight smile appeared on his lips.

This man was none other than Yang Hui.

"The effect of spending so much money is indeed good. It seems getting Du Jia back today shouldn't be a problem."

Yang Hui was confident. Today, he had really gone all out: an Armani suit, a Vacheron Constantin watch, even his father's Ferrari, and a million-dollar diamond ring. With this barrage of sweet talk, he was sure no woman could resist!

Of course, he had a backup plan.

If Du Jia still refused to reconcile, he was ready to use an even bigger sweet talk.

At this hospital, Du Jia was just a head nurse, with a low salary and status. He had already gotten his father's approval; if Du Jia joined their hospital, she would immediately become a board member.

Du Jia had wanted to join their hospital before, but his father hadn't agreed. Now, with such a high offer, how could Du Jia not surrender and return to his embrace?

Thinking of this, Yang Hui's steps became lighter.

...

Du Jia was lost in thought when the nurse who had entered the ward earlier rushed back, whispering urgently: "Sister Jia, Yang Hui is coming!"

Du Jia frowned, immediately stood up, and walked toward Chen Yang's ward as instructed.

"Jia, Jia!"

Before she could enter the ward, a voice called out from behind. Du Jia turned to see Yang Hui, holding flowers, chasing after her. Although she felt some annoyance, she slowed her steps, allowing Yang Hui to catch up and stop at the door of Chen Yang's ward.

"Jia, Jia!" Yang Hui smiled and handed her the flowers: "Jia, look, these are your favorite lilies."

Du Jia glanced at Yang Hui coldly: "Excuse me, please move aside!"

"Jia, Jia, wait a moment..." As he spoke, Yang Hui quickly took out a small, exquisite box and knelt down. When he opened the box, a truly expensive diamond ring was revealed.

"Yang Hui, what are you doing?"

Du Jia's expression turned icy, and the people around them were drawn to the scene, their eyes fixed on her.

"Jia, I was wrong, I really was wrong!" Yang Hui looked sincere: "Forgive me, don't be angry with me!"

"Look, I bought the diamond ring you like best. Two million may not be much, but it represents my sincere heart!"

"Ferrari, villa, everything you wanted before, I've bought now!"

"Jia, forgive me! Really, I'll do whatever you say from now on!"

When the people around heard "two million" and "Ferrari, villa," they all gasped. The young nurses were almost envious, their eyes shining, thinking that if someone gave them a two million dollar diamond ring, they would definitely agree right away!

Du Jia's face was dark. She had long lost all hope in Yang Hui and had no intention of forgiving him. But this stalemate wasn't a solution.

Chen Yang said he had a plan, so why hadn't he done anything yet?

Du Jia was anxious.

Just as everyone was eagerly waiting for the lovers to reunite, an out-of-place angry voice came from the ward behind Yang Hui.

"What's going on? Didn't I tell you to buy that island within three days?"

"What? Not enough money!? Are you kidding me? Didn't I give you twenty billion dollars last time? Did you pocket it?"

The voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the hallway heard it clearly.

Twenty billion dollars? A Pacific island?

What kind of concept is that!?

This must be someone who is only poor in terms of money!

Everyone gasped, looking at each other, feeling a bit unreal.

This situation was like a rich man proposing in front of a super-rich man's house; the rich man was just left looking poor...

Yang Hui's expression turned ugly, feeling as if he had been slapped in the face, burning with embarrassment.

Du Jia was completely stunned.

"I'm telling you, no matter how much money or how many connections it takes, you must buy that island for me. If our wedding is delayed, I guarantee you won't see tomorrow's sun!"

As he spoke, the ward suddenly fell silent, and the entire hallway became deathly quiet.

Everyone's expressions were strange, looking at Du Jia and the kneeling Yang Hui with odd looks.

Yang Hui's expression became uncertain, asking awkwardly: "Jia, you, you're engaged!?"

Actually, Du Jia almost burst out laughing but maintained a calm expression, nodding and walking into the ward, bypassing Yang Hui.

In the ward, Chen Yang was lying in bed, arms crossed, looking displeased.

"Pretty convincing act!"

Du Jia was secretly amused but showed concern, quickly walking to Chen Yang's side and asking gently: "Ayang, what's wrong?"

"Look at what my father's raising, a bunch of useless people. It's been two days, and they still haven't bought that island!" Chen Yang spoke with anger: "They're really stupid!"

"Okay, don't be angry. I was just joking last time." Du Jia hurriedly consoled him: "It doesn't matter where we get married, as long as it's with you."

"No way!" Chen Yang shook his head decisively: "Whatever you like, I'll get it for you no matter what!"

As he spoke, Chen Yang's gaze suddenly fell on the petrified Yang Hui at the door, and he was puzzled: "Jia, who is this?"

"I don't know!" Du Jia quickly whispered: "Ayang, don't get angry, it's not good for your health."

"Alright, I won't be angry!" Chen Yang took a deep breath and looked at Yang Hui strangely: "Hey, what are you standing there for? Are you a reporter?"

Yang Hui was extremely embarrassed but didn't dare to say a word.

Although he didn't fully believe it, staying here would be embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Yang Hui turned and fled, disappearing in the strange looks of the onlookers.

Chen Yang and Du Jia couldn't help but smile at each other...

Life is a stage, and it's all about acting!