Yun Qing did not even look up. She could not be bothered with Huo Chuan. She even prepared to leave.

“That Jade Ring… is indeed Grandfather Huo’s life. If you only want to take revenge on them, you have successfully messed up the Huo family. Given time, when you have calmed down, please consider returning the ring to grandfather. Name your conditions.”

Huo Chuan spoke again with less confidence.

If Grandfather Huo had not called him and repeatedly requested for the ring back, he would not have had the audacity to come and see Yun Qing.

After listening to him, the corners of Yun Qing’s mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

The Huo family truly counted everything on this ring.

Elder Huo could not get it, and Huo Chuan was actually asking for it in person.

Did he still think that she treated Huo Chuan as a treasure like in the past?

But… she could casually mention the conditions?

Yun Qing couldn’t help but think of a pretty good condition.

“Sure, if you really want this ring, we can set some conditions.” Yun Qing drawled, her eyes staring down dismissively.

“Just say it.” Huo Chuan seemed to see hope.

Yun Qing glanced at Wang Fang, and Wang Fang immediately understood. He smiled apologetically and said, “I’ll go out now. You guys can talk in private.”

Wang Fang was a smart person. Yun Qing liked people like him who had good judgment.

Zhu Zhan tactfully followed him out.

Only Yun Qing and Huo Chuan were left in the private room.

The last time they were in the same room…

Huo Chuan suddenly felt that the woman before him seemed very unfamiliar.

She was clearly his ex-wife of three years, but Huo Chuan only realized now that he did not understand her at all.

As he thought about it carefully, he had indeed spent more time on that delicate Bai Ting than he did with Yun Qing over the past three years.

“Can you agree to all my conditions?” Yun Qing poured a glass of red wine and shook it gently. Her gaze stopped on Huo Chuan.

Huo Chuan nodded. “As long as you can return the jade ring to grandfather.”

“Alright, then — how much blood have I given Bai Ting over the past few years? Ask her to return the blood to me.”

Yun Qing’s tone sounded gentle, but her words shocked Huo Chuan. “What did you say?”

“My blood is so precious. I liked you so much back then. That’s why I did such a stupid thing and gave my blood away to an unimportant person. Now, I just want the blood back. After all, there are still so many other people waiting for the blood to save their lives,” Yun Qing said casually.

Bai Ting was not sick at all. It was just that in order to win Huo Chuan’s sympathy, she had pretended to be sick several times and even asked for blood infusions.

It was perfectly reasonable to give the blood back.

Anyway, Bai Ting was coming back, and Yun Qing did not want her to come back so peacefully.

She was going to calculate every single thing from the past.

As she stared at Huo Chuan’s hesitant look, Yun Qing stood up and walked out. “You can think about it and give me an answer later.”

She did not know whether Huo Chuan wanted this ring or Bai Ting.

It was interesting, just thinking about it.

As he stared at Yun Qing’s back, Huo Chuan had a complicated look in his eyes.

He did not expect Yun Qing to make such a request.

Huo Chuan picked up his phone and dialed his assistant Li Yi’s number.

“Go and find out how much blood Yun Qing has transfused to Bai Ting.”

Li Yi was stunned and immediately went to do it.

In a short while, Huo Chuan received the answer.

“Miss Yun has transfused a total of 18,000 milliliters of blood to Miss Bai Ting, which is equivalent to the lifeblood of four adults…”

Huo Chuan was shocked, and the hand that was holding the phone was trembling non-stop.

“President Huo?” Li Yi did not get a response for a long time, so he asked hesitantly.

Huo Chuan only came back to his senses after a long time. “I got it.”

After hanging up the phone, Huo Chuan still had not recovered from his earlier shock.

Yun Qing… had actually donated so much blood to Bai Ting?!

No wonder, whenever he saw her occasionally, her face would always be pale.

All of this had been his doing.

It was as if an invisible hand was strangling Huo Chuan’s neck.

He understood why Yun Qing had made such a request, but he could not possibly fulfill it.

That year, Chen Chang had taken a fatal bullet for him, and before Chen Chang died, he had entrusted Bai Ting to him.

He had promised Chen Chang that he would take good care of Bai Ting and let her live well.

He had succeeded, but it had been in exchange for Yun Qing’s life.

Now that he was faced with Yun Qing’s conditions, Huo Chuan frowned and was at a loss for a moment.