She definitely couldn't afford this kind of VIP ward.
Ya Shitian would certainly not pay for her again, and Luo Zifeng was out of the question.
Now, she could only rely on herself.
The nurse didn't ask any more questions and helped her move to a general ward.
That night, the Luo Mansion was brilliantly lit.
Three men sat in the luxurious living room—Luo Changguo, Luo Zifeng, and Ya Shitian.
The aged elder was full of vitality, his gaze sharp.
The two younger men, however, were imposing and equally matched.
Ya Shitian and Luo Zifeng each signed the contract with bold and powerful calligraphy, their signatures flamboyant.
After signing the contract, Luo Zifeng took the initiative to extend his hand, "Mr. Ya, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
Ya Shitian, however, leaned lazily on the couch and did not shake hands, "Since we're cooperating, don't forget to show more sincerity, Mr. Luo."
