Jiang Beiyu really wanted to roll up his sleeves and reason with the old man.
Unfortunately, he was still more concerned about that five hundred million with legs.
When he arrived at the ward, Jiang Beiyu finally saw the young girl's current appearance. To be honest, she was a mess.
Her entire face was so pale that he almost didn't recognize her.
Jiang Beiyu didn't know what she had been up to.
The only thing that was clear to him was that she was playing with her life.
The old man didn't know if it was his kin coming to collect his body or if he'd finally realized that even a ghost should respect someone's privacy, but he finally left.
In the ward, there was only Jiang Beiyu, staring at that five hundred million that could run away on its long legs.
The young girl was naturally pretty, and given another year or so to fill out a bit more, she would surely be campus queen material.
It's just that she was in poor health and still loved running around everywhere.
