About half an hour later, Feng Yunan's personal lawyer, Mr. Chu, appeared in the ward.
"Miss Qiao, I heard you want to terminate your contract?"
Qiao Ruoxi stood up and replied solemnly, "Yes, I want to terminate the contract."
Mr. Chu sat down and took out the agreement from his black briefcase. "You can terminate the contract. According to the agreement, you have to pay Mr. Feng one billion for his mental damage."
One billion?
Qiao Ruoxi's jaw almost dropped. Since when was there an additional 100 million yuan in the contract?
Wasn't this clearly extortion?
She couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe it at all. She felt that he must be teasing her.
"How could there be a one billion yuan compensation for mental trauma? I clearly remember there was no such thing in it last time."
"Yes. Miss Qiao, you might not have seen it clearly at that time. If you don't believe me, take a closer look at the content."
