Chapter 5 Agree To Cooperate

"Jill, I'm just tired and want a drink from you. I really don't need it!" As soon as Freya finished speaking, her tears fell down again. She quickly reached out her hand and wiped them off.

"This is not for you. It's for your father! You always call me sister. When did you treat me as your big sister? Once you have any difficulty, you always hide it from me. What? Now you have grown up and you don't need me anymore, right? "

Freya held the envelope in her hand again. There was only a thin check in it, but it was too heavy for her. "Jill, I know your family's situation very well. I can't take your money. I'll figure it out myself."

"Just take it. I know this may not be enough, but you can rest assured that I will help you find a way. Well, I have something else to do. Don't drink too much." Then Jill left in a hurry.

Holding the envelope tightly, Freya slowly sat down, reached out her hand to touch her forehead, took a deep breath, and once again wiped the tears off her face. She didn't know that not far from her, there was a pair of deep eyes staring at her quietly.

When Freya stood up and wanted to go to the washroom, a drunkard passed by her with a glass of wine in his hand. When he saw her, his eyes immediately lit up, "Hey, beauty ...when did such a beautiful woman come here? Little girl, come and drink with me. "

Several men and women sitting at the table beside her also jeered at her.

The drunkard blocked Freya's way and said, "Little girl, give me a smile. We're here to relax. It's not appropriate for you to pull a long face like this." After saying that, he put his hand on the shoulder of Freya.

Freya turned her head to take a look. Before she could move, the man's hand was moved away from her shoulder. The fragrance was very close. A person stood in front of her, raised his eyebrows and smiled at the drunkard in front of him.

The drunkard opened his slightly drunk eyes and looked up. "You ...who are you? Fuck off ...get out of my way! "

At this time, a woman covered her mouth and shouted. She quickly reached out and pulled the man back. "Are you courting death? You can't even recognize him? You are really drunk. " Then they quickly pulled their drunk friends out of their seats and moved to the corner.

Bryan then turned to look at Freya and asked, "Miss Han, are you okay?"

Freya smiled, "You appeared so timely. How could I be in danger?"

It was ironic, but Bryan didn't care. He was also a gentleman. Instead of sitting next to her directly, he asked, "I helped you just now. Shouldn't you invite me to a drink?"

When Freya raised her head to look at him, she narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Those people were no match for me even if they fought together just now. I don't think I need to thank you for your help. At most, you are just interfering."

"You are so cute when you say something harsh!" Bryan gently clinked his glass with Freya's and said, "But if my memory serves me right, I should be your biggest creditor now, right?" Raising his eyebrows, Bryan looked at her with a smile. "Is this how you treat your creditor, Miss Han?"

"You..." Hearing this, Freya suddenly stood up. Standing in front of Bryan, who was 183cm in height, she didn't show any imposing manner. She lowered her posture and said softly, "Don't worry. I won't give you less than what I owe you."

Bryan smiled, "I'm sorry. I overheard your conversation with the boss here. It seems that you are in big trouble now. Do you still remember what I said to you last time? As long as you promise to act a play for me, I can pay all the treatment fees of your father. Miss Han, sometimes self-esteem is not worth much! "

Holding the glass tightly, Freya had an impulse to pour the wine on his face. She pursed her lips, put down the glass, slowly stood up and looked straight at Bryan. "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask you something. Do you still remember a woman called Michelle Han?"

"Michelle Han?" He frowned slightly. "Is she also surnamed Han? Does she work in our company? " He put on a cynical smile and said, "She is your relative. Do you want me to give her a promotion?"

Freya clenched her fists. There had been a woman who had died because of him. How could he remember nothing?

Her hand slowly loosened, and the corners of her mouth slowly stretched. She raised her lips and said, "Yes, Mr. Jiang is right. Sometimes self-esteem is worthless at all. As long as you can help my father pay all the medical fees, I can agree to cooperate with you. "

After saying that, she lowered her head gently. In Bryan's eyes, she was just feeling helpless and sad because she compromised to her self-esteem. Freya raised her head to look at him and smiled. "But, I've heard that you have a fiancée. What if I did the play for you and then your fiancée appears? What if she ask someone to beat me?"

All of a sudden, Bryan came close to her ear. The faint fragrance of his body rushed into her nose and Freya stepped back subconsciously. Bryan put his arms around her waist and pressed her against himself tightly. He looked at her with charming eyes and said, "If my memory serves me right, you just told me that even if those people fight together, they won't be your match, so I don't think you will be bullied easily."

Bryan stepped back a little, stretched out his hand to lift her long hair by the shoulder and twirled it with his slender fingers. "Then, remember to pack up your luggage and move to my house in three days."

"I only promised to pretend to be your fiancée, but I didn't promise to move to your house."

"It's not up to you!" Bryan's hand slid slowly towards her flat belly. "You are pregnant with the flesh and blood of our Jiang family." After saying that, he smiled at her, turned around and left.

After Bryan left, Jill rushed over, held the hand of Freya, who was still standing there, and said anxiously, "Freya, why is your hand so cold? Come and sit down. You ...how did you know Bryan? You'd better stay away from someone like him. "

With a pale face, Freya smiled and said, "Don't worry. I've got it."

Jill didn't know who was behind that incident back then. Naturally, someone had used a way to suppress the news. Some things would come to light one day. Even if he was Bryan, Freya would get justice for her sister!