"Yes, I'll agree to any request you make, but only if you continue your cooperation with the Zhan Corporation. After all, Mr. Deng, you're a businessman too. You should prioritize profit. It's really not worth it for someone as insignificant as me."
Wei Yumeng tried to persuade him from Deng Xianyi's perspective. If he just wanted to vent his anger, she could help him do that. But he absolutely could not let Zhan Mohan apologize to him.
A scumbag like Deng Xianyi didn't deserve an apology from someone as high and mighty as Zhan Mohan. He wasn't worthy!
Although she didn't say it aloud, she detested Deng Xianyi in her heart. How dare he make others suffer for his own perverted desires? Did he think he was a king?
But wealthy second-generation heirs like Deng Xianyi were only after pleasure, nothing else. Money to him was just paper.
"I'm telling you, I absolutely *will* vent this anger. Not only did Zhan Mohan not apologize, but he dared to come here and find fault with me, picking apart my mistakes. But it's fine, your presence is just as good. Tormenting you is no different from slapping his face."
Wei Yumeng's eyes narrowed slightly. "That's still better than hitting him directly."
Deng Xianyi saw that Wei Yumeng's eyes, far from showing any timidity, were becoming even brighter, and she spoke with more confidence. She didn't seem like someone begging for forgiveness.
He suddenly found it a little interesting.
"I have to say, you and Zhan Mohan are truly a couple. You two have so much in common. For example, you come here to apologize, and clearly, you're asking for my forgiveness, yet you act like you're here to collect a debt. Look at your posture, so arrogant."
Deng Xianyi detested people who should be at the bottom yet dared to act high and mighty in front of him. However, a woman like Wei Yumeng was indeed rare.
Women outside, when they saw him, were like dogs, practically crawling on the ground to lick his toes. Their eyes shone with greed and lust when they saw money, these foolish women driven by avarice.
"So, what do you want?"
Before coming, she had already analyzed the temperament of a rich second-generation heir like Deng Xianyi. The more humble you were, the less likely he was to give you a chance; instead, he might be more disgusted. But if you held your head high, you might stand out. At least he might be in the mood to continue talking.
Deng Xianyi lay back on the bed, staring haughtily at Wei Yumeng like a lord.
"My request isn't high. Since you're the ones who beat me like this, shouldn't you be the one taking care of me?"
Wei Yumeng couldn't believe it. "It's that simple?"
"Otherwise, do you want me to beat you again? If you have such a need, I can fulfill it."
Aside from being whipped by Zhan Mohan's assistant this time, Deng Xianyi didn't actually have much against Wei Yumeng. Instead, this woman was making him more and more interested.
The moment Wei Yumeng thought of the scene where Deng Xianyi tied her to the bed and beat her last time, goosebumps rose on her skin, and the light in her eyes turned chillingly cold.
She composed herself. "Alright, I agree. I will take care of your daily needs until you're discharged from the hospital. But I have one condition: you must promise me that you will resume cooperation with the Zhan Corporation."
Deng Xianyi smiled sinisterly. "Don't speak too soon. What if you can't endure it and leave? Where will I find someone then?"
"I won't. Since you've agreed, no matter how difficult it is, I will persevere."
Deng Xianyi raised an eyebrow. "Just for Zhan Mohan? Wei Yumeng, the two of you seem like a couple, yet not. I always feel there's something between you. But if there's nothing, you're willing to trample your pride underfoot for him. This kind of affection is truly moving."
Wei Yumeng suddenly felt that Deng Xianyi talked too much nonsense. Couldn't a man be more direct?
She was starting to get impatient. "If you have any instructions, you can state them. As for my personal matters, Mr. Deng, it's best not to pry too much."
It had nothing to do with you anyway.
Deng Xianyi wasn't angry at all; instead, he laughed, but his laughter was filled with a desire for conquest.
"Fine, then I need to go to the restroom now."
"I'll help you." Just as Wei Yumeng was about to walk over, Deng Xianyi raised his hand.
"Since you've beaten me to this state, do you expect me to get out of bed? See that basin there? I need to take care of it in bed. You're still on an IV drip, it's not very convenient. You have to help me."
Wei Yumeng's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "You want me to help you..."
How could a woman possibly help with something like this? Deng Xianyi was clearly trying to make things difficult for her. Although she had expected him not to let her off easily, she hadn't anticipated such a twisted request.
Deng Xianyi saw her reluctance. "What, is there a problem?"
But Wei Yumeng had no choice right now. Deng Xianyi was determined to vent his anger. Given his character, it would be a disservice if he didn't come up with such underhanded tactics.
She gritted her teeth. "Okay."
Wei Yumeng bent down, took out the basin, then walked to Deng Xianyi's side, lifted the quilt, and placed the basin under his legs.
"You can pull down your pants yourself, right?"
Deng Xianyi glanced at her sideways, full of mockery. "Do you think I'm lacking someone to hold a basin for me?"
Wei Yumeng's expression suddenly changed. Fine, she'd endure it. If it weren't for Zhan Mohan, she wouldn't have even stepped foot in this hospital room.
She pulled off the quilt, placed her hands on his waistband, and turned her face away.
Deng Xianyi could feel her slightly cool fingers touching his waist. He had been with countless women, all of them experienced, but for some reason, when this woman touched him, he felt uncomfortable. He couldn't quite pinpoint the feeling, it just felt wrong.
Wei Yumeng pulled his pants down to his thighs, her cheeks already flushed red, and she kept muttering to herself.
This man was simply a lunatic, a pervert.
Deng Xianyi thought he would feel great, but he didn't. Instead, he felt somewhat flustered.
He impatiently pushed her hand away. "Enough, enough. It's so troublesome just to pull down your pants."
Wei Yumeng pouted. There was a difference between men and women. If he were an elderly person paralyzed in bed, she wouldn't mind.
Deng Xianyi was about to prepare himself, but seeing Wei Yumeng standing beside him, he froze for a long time, unable to react.
"You leave first!"
Wei Yumeng sensed that Deng Xianyi's voice sounded a little off.
"What, are you embarrassed with me here?"
"Who says I'm embarrassed? I'm a grown man, am I supposed to be afraid of a woman?"
Wei Yumeng had hit a nerve, and Deng Xianyi's expression faltered slightly, but he quickly said with a thick skin.
"If you don't want to leave, you can just stand here then."
Wei Yumeng scurried out.
Deng Xianyi sneered, "Runs quite fast."
Wei Yumeng waited by the door for a few minutes. Deng Xianyi called her from inside.
"You can come in now."
Wei Yumeng then pushed the door open. Deng Xianyi glanced at the floor.
"Take it away."
As Wei Yumeng leaned closer, the smell immediately made her want to gag. She covered her mouth and went into the bathroom.
After she finally recovered and walked out, Deng Xianyi looked at her with surprise.
"It seems you really are pregnant."
Wei Yumeng frowned. "Who told you that?"