The billionaire and his surrogate

ll with her mother's crying voice in it. Before she could reply more, she ran out of the girls' dormitory of the Academy of Performing Arts with her mobile phone. Regardless of

run over, Christy's feet weakened, and she felt a huge blackness appearing before her eyes, "No! Don't! Dad--" She fell to the ground as well and fainted... A week later. In the skyrocketing Chenxing Holding Group Building, James was reviewing documents in the top CEO's office. Ming Xiang walked in and reported: "President, the screening results have come out, please have a look." then he handed over a document. "Get to the point." James was expressionless and didn't even look up. His voice didn't have any warmth because he didn't want to be distracted by such things. Ming Xiang retrieved the document obediently and said, "The selected candidate is called Christy, 19 years old, a sophomore at the Academy of Performing Arts in this city..." "Christy?" James repeated the familiar name, and the face of the girl in a panic who intercepted his car on the cold rainy night a week ago showed up in his mind. Ming Xiang felt that the big boss had already remembered who Christy was, and could not help raising his voice and said, "Yes, she was the girl who stopped our car and rushed to Ganyuan Building that night. I saw that both her appearance and all aspects of conditions met your requirements, so I paid special attention to her background and family. No surprise, she was in a desperate situation after Ganyuan Zhong died." Seeing that Ming Xiang was going to report all the news of Ganyuan Company and Zhong Family which had been continuously reported by the media in the past few days, James raised his voice impatiently: "Okay, she is the one, remember to do the confidentiality measures well, now you can go." With that, he continued to review the documents without looking at Ming Xiang again, who was standing erect and still. At 8 o'clock that night, Christy arrived at the agreed place at the right time and waited nervously. Tonight was still within the first seven days of her father's pass-away. She was supposed to do a sacrifice ceremony and burn some paper money for him at home, but after his suicide, her mother and she were wiped out and kicked out of their house to the streets by creditors, who even froze all their real estate and companies. If it weren't for the kindness of Christy's lady bro, they would have to sleep at the bottom of an overpass. It turned out that misfortunes pile up one another. Mrs. Zhong ran out to borrow money from relatives, unfortunately, she tripped over accidentally and hit a sharp stone in the back of her head, causing skull damage. After being sent to hospital for opera