The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 2293 The Last Gift
The only option left for Cen Shu was to marry him.

"So you know everything."

Cen Shu nodded, "Yes, it's okay to marry you. The Shen family and the Cen family are dealt with together. All I lose is a marriage in name only. It's really not a loss."

Shen Ping's lips turned pale. He had always thought that he was the one scheming others, but in fact, the net that had been woven from the beginning had been lured into by Cen Shu without him noticing.

"Then why have you endured until now?"

Cen Shu lifted her hair and said, "I could have kept it to myself, but you and Dad refused to let me go. I don't like to drag things out. What I give you is different from what I give to Dad. If you still don't want to let me go after reading this, then that's another matter."

Shen Ping shuddered for no reason, and looked at Cen Shu with more horror.

"But I did borrow the Shen family's money. No matter what the motivation was, I am grateful for this." Cen Shu took out a card and placed it on the document. "This is 200 million yuan, a thank-you fee. The password is Zhuo'er's birthday. I will not hide this money from Dad. You two should discuss who should keep the money."

Shen Ping's face was solemn. "You, give me money?"

"Yeah, I gave you the money."

Cen Shu said calmly, "Shen Ping, we were husband and wife, even if we weren't real husband and wife, you protected me. We still have a long life ahead of us, who can say that we will have no intersection in the future? It's not a bad thing to leave a way for each other."

Shen Ping's brows were furrowed more and more, but his heart was beating like a drum.

"That's all I have to say. Let's part ways in peace."

Cen Shu pointed at the document and said, "Take a look. This is my last gift to you."

Shen Ping glanced down, his eyes skipped over her withdrawn fingers, stared at the document solemnly, and then looked up at her. Cen Shu drank half of the coffee and put it down gently, making only a slight sound.

"Thanks for the coffee, bye."

She stood up, put her hand lightly on the sofa behind her, picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, walking slowly.

Shen Ping had seen many socialites, but none of them lived as unrestrainedly and ostentatiously as Cen Shu. She was not frivolous and had a kind of dignity in her bones, which was cultivated by money. However, one could not find any materialistic aura of money in her.

She has always been decent, and even in the most underestimated and difficult times, she has never been seen in a mess.

Cen Shu left. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Shen Ping saw her get into the car. She could even roll down the window, smile and nod at him, which was considered a farewell.

Shen Ping suddenly felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he was unsteady and increasingly panicky. He sat in his seat for a long time, so long that he realized that some things he didn't want to face might be true. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly came to his senses, picked up the coffee and drank it all, and made up his mind to open the document.

He originally disdained something, but when he saw the first line of words, his whole world collapsed!
Hospital!

Mr. Shen fell ill again.

There was no one to take care of him in the ward. I finally managed to grab a cell phone and call my wife, but the call went through twice and I kept hearing the ringing end.

He was completely panicked and struggled to press the doorbell. When the doctor came, he wanted to push him into the operating room, but Shen's father refused and forced the doctor to find medicine for him.

After taking the medicine and breathing a sigh of relief, he hurriedly collected the documents scattered on the bed and the floor.

The doctor told him not to move, but he refused to listen.