Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 122: My Deskmate is as Soft as a Jade Flower (XI)

In the afternoon, Lian Xiao bought some daily necessities for Yi Lixuan, and then helped him buy the latest model of mobile phone at a mobile phone store and re-apply for a phone card.

Yi Lixuan: "Thank you, I don't have any money on me. I will return the money to you when I get home after being discharged from the hospital."

"Captain Yi, you're welcome. It's a small matter. You were injured not long after coming to Licheng, and you don't have any family here, so I should help you. Besides, the director asked me to come to the hospital to see you more often." Lian Xiao smiled heartily, said something, and then went back to the police station.

Yi Lixuan shook his head. The world is big, so big that one cannot reach every place in a lifetime; but the world is also small, so small that one has acquaintances all over the world.

It is rare to meet old friends in a foreign land. Of course, Yi Lixuan did not meet his own old friends, but he met his mother's old friends.

He was transferred from Beijing, but he didn't expect that the director was his mother's high school classmate. With this relationship, although he would not receive special treatment, the director would inevitably pay attention to him.

This was such a coincidence. He had no idea that he would meet his mother's classmates after coming to Licheng, which led to his mother knowing any little movement on his part.

Mom must have known the news that he was injured and hospitalized, alas!

After sighing, Yi Lixuan called his mother. Sure enough, Ms. Qiao had already known the news and was worried about him.

"Son, are you okay? You seem to be seriously injured."

Yi Lixuan: "It's okay, don't worry. But don't tell Alan about my injury for now. If she gets distracted while doing the experiment, it will be bad."

"Okay, I understand. Take care of yourself."

After Yi Lixuan told her that he was safe, he asked her to help keep it a secret from his fiancée so as not to worry her.

The two chatted for a while, and when Lian Xiao came back with the meat porridge, Yi Lixuan just hung up the phone.

"Call your sister-in-law?"

Yi Lixuan: "No, I called my mom. How's the investigation into the Baishui Gang going?"

"It's like this..." Lian Xiao opened the lunch box and handed a portion to Yi Lixuan. He ate while talking, and the two of them discussed something from time to time.

……

In a small villa in Licheng, a woman with long flowing hair, wearing a white dress and a pink apron was cooking in the kitchen.

There was a sound at the door, and she stuck her head out and shouted in surprise.

Jiang Xinxin: "A Ling, you're back? The food will be ready soon."

Hei Ling closed the door, leaned against it, looked at Jiang Xinxin who ran out of the kitchen, and nodded to her.

Hei Ling: "Well, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go upstairs and take a shower."

Jiang Xinxin: "Yeah, then I'll go to the kitchen first!"

Jiang Xinxin spoke softly to Hei Ling and walked lightly into the kitchen.

Hei Ling glanced at the smell of smoke coming from the kitchen and turned to go upstairs.

Jiang Xinxin was all smiles. She had thought that she would have to eat the food she cooked tonight by herself, but Hei Ling came back.

Jiang Xinxin knew that she was not Hei Ling's girlfriend, but Hei Ling was quite gentle towards her and gave her a considerable amount of pocket money every month. Naturally, she wanted to maintain their relationship for a while longer and did not want to go back to that dilapidated house and that depressing home.

Jiang Xinxin couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips when she thought of her encounter with Hei Ling a month ago.

It was a very clichéd story of a hero saving a beauty.

Jiang Xinxin was mortgaged to those people by her gambling-addicted and debt-ridden father. When she was about to be sold to a brothel, she met Hei Ling.

In the corridor of the luxurious club, Hei Ling was holding a cigarette and playing with a knife. He heard the noise over here and looked over here.

When Jiang Xinxin saw Hei Ling, she felt like she was grabbing a life-saving straw. She broke free from the hands that were restraining her, ran towards him, and begged him to save her.

Perhaps it was Jiang Xinxin's pure appearance, perhaps it was because of her beauty, or perhaps it was because Jiang Xinxin was so embarrassed that Hei Ling felt pity for her. He glanced at those people and teased them with a smile.

Hei Ling: "Poor thing, you owe a lot of money, right? Saving you will cost me a fortune, what good will it do me?"

When Jiang Xinxin heard that there was hope, she quickly spoke with a choked sob.

Jiang Xinxin: "I owe two million. It's my father's debt, not mine, but he ran away... I can give you anything I have. Please save me! Please save me!"

Hei Ling: "Including yourself?"

Jiang Xinxin: "Me?"

Jiang Xinxin nodded shyly.

Hei Ling raised his hand, touched her long hair, and said with a smile.

Hei Ling: "Your hair is good. You will be with me from now on. You can pay off your debt to them."

In this way, Jiang Xinxin lived in Hei Ling's private villa for a month, and what was supposed to happen happened naturally.

Jiang Xinxin came back to her senses and put the boiled beef in her hand on a plate. She smelled the fragrance and smiled with satisfaction. Her cooking skills have improved!

She used to cook only home-cooked meals at home and her cooking skills were average. After coming here, she signed up for a cooking class, determined to learn cooking skills well and deepen her position in Hei Ling's heart.

Just as I was about to go upstairs to call Hei Ling for dinner, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Xinxin walked to the door and opened it. When she saw the person at the door, the smile on her face froze.