34 Blank Cheque 5yr

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The ward was very spacious, with intricately patterned parquet flooring, full-length windows and a ceiling with a design that resembled fog.
On the side of Ye Xingfei's hospital bed was a set of expensive leather couches, and a man was sitting on it. His fur coat was casually hung over his forearm, while he, dressed in a figure-hugging black shirt, sat quietly at the window smoking a cigarette.
Xia Ling came to a sudden stop. In the next few seconds, her mind was a blank.
He turned his head around and examined her without batting an eyelid — high and mighty, just like an emperor.
She took a few steps back, abruptly turned herself around and reached for the door. It was as if the thick, sturdy door had planted roots in the ground, it didn't budge a bit no matter how hard she pulled. She knocked herself against it a few times, and then Pei Ziheng's voice came from behind —
"Don't waste your efforts. The moment you walked in the door was locked from outside."
Xia Ling turned around, terrified, as she faced his dark, solemn eyes that looked too deep to decipher even in the light. She involuntarily tried to shrink herself; her back was glued against the smooth wooden door, bad