Lin Yilong didn't spend the whole night at Holland Park, and Miss Whitehouse still needed some time to digest the "shocking facts". Although he wanted to directly dye Miss Whitehouse's bed sheets red, Lin Yilong was also very understanding. He called a taxi, went back to the clothing store, and returned the evening dress he had rented.

After walking out of the clothing store, Lin Yilong walked along the banks of the Thames River to the rhythm of each workplace social, reviewing the details of the past three hours.

In the conversation just now, Lin Yilong can deduce some facts: since she was assigned to her own subordinates, Miss Whitehouse has never paid serious attention to herself, and even disliked herself. Just as some vulgar appearances are Lin Yilong's workplace camouflage, being "amiable" in the workplace is just a natural cover for Whitehouse, giving Lin Yilong an illusion of "hoping for a kiss" and "actively" facilitating her at work. If it weren't for that, Whitehouse should have turned to Lin for help during his time as her mentoring assistant – both financially and financially, but she didn't. Lin Yilong can only guess that once he really gets involved, then Whitehouse finds himself in a situation where he may really be "raided". In order to keep her coveted job as a lawyer in the financial city, she had to put her name on the "pairing list" of such a private club until she was "invited" by Lin Yilong. Otherwise, when she returns to the lawyer's office on Monday, she will inevitably remain silent, and even before the deadline for the guarantee, she will not seek all possible rescues: Lin Yilong must be one of the few life-saving straws for her.

This reason alleviated Lin Yilong's guilt for the "forced goodness" he had just made in the apartment he had rented at Miss Whitehouse a lot: he didn't change the ending of Miss Whitehouse, but just transferred the choice from Miss Whitehouse to his own.

Before he knew it, Lin Yilong was habitually at Waterloo Station in North Lambeth, where he had to take the bus back to his apartment in Surrey every day. Just as he continued to enter the station to take the train according to his habit, for no reason, Lin Yilong felt bored and hungry.

Hunger is easy to endure, but boredom is not. In the past few years in Britain, once the bored enemy appeared, Lin Yilong needed two to three days to adjust. In those two or three days, Lin Yilong would always talk to other people, this person may be a friend like Xu Zhenkun, or his cousin in China. Lin Yilong was in need of some kind of emotional sustenance, so he pulled out his mobile phone that specializes in making international calls, and the first number in the mobile phone communication record was exactly the mobile phone number exchanged from the Eastern European girl two hours ago.

Calling someone at one o'clock in the morning is either an important crisis or a reminder that something has been left behind in a taxi or nightclub. Lin Yilong felt that it was a little inappropriate to call "Yulia" at this time, and he pressed the dial button several times and then interrupted.

I don't know what mood drove Lin Yilong's feet, and when Lin Yilong hesitated to call, he was already standing downstairs in the building where he said goodbye to "Yulia".

If it comes, it will be safe. Lin Yilong dialed the phone.

"Hey, hello. Lin Yilong's mobile phone came from the woman's lazy voice, but the language was Russian.

"Hello, remember me?" replied Lin Yilong, too, in Russian.

"Who?" replied the female voice on the other end of the line.

"Last night, we talked about the red soup and bacon recipe all night, do you remember?" replied Lin Yilong.

There was silence for a moment.

"What can I do for you?" Yulia's voice perked up.

"I can take the liberty of asking, can you go downstairs and have something to eat with me now?" Lin Yilong asked, "No need to dress up, no makeup, a pullover sweatshirt and sweatpants are fine." ”

"Where are you?" Yulia agreed.

"I'm downstairs in your dorm. Lin Yilong said, "I'll wait for you." ”

"Please wait. With that, Yulia hung up the phone.

Only two minutes later, "Yulia" appeared downstairs in her dormitory. Dressed according to Lin Yilong's request, he did not wear a masquerade mask, but he was slightly embellished with eyelashes.

However, the downstairs was empty.

"Yulia" looked around, hoping to find someone to call her.

Lin Yilong walked out of the shadow of the emergency exit of the building opposite. He had just been secretly observing "Yulia".

"Yulia" looked at Lin Yilong, who was walking towards her, she was not sure that Lin Yilong was the gentleman who had a good conversation with her at the dinner just now.

"Good morning!" Lin Yilong said in English, "I'm very sorry, I can only look for you at this time." ”

"You're Mr. D?" Yulia asked, confused, "I'm sorry I didn't know you could speak Russian." ”

"I'm not Mr. D, and you're not Yulia. Lin Yilong's language changed to Russian again, "Can you tell me your real name?"

"Nadia, my dear sir, what about yours?" Yulia reported her real name, then looked at Lin Yilong.

"Yilong-Lin. Lin Yilong replied, while taking out a business card from his wallet and handing it to Nadia, "In the beginning, it may be difficult for you to pronounce this sound, you can call me by the approximate name 'Yuri'." ”

"Okay, Yuri. Nadia responded cheerfully.

After the two men finished struggling with their real names, they fell silent again. Although they all knew what they were about to talk about, no one wanted to be the first to say it. Not just a reason to be embarrassed, but also some kind of bargaining power next.

"Yuri......" Nadia said again, "if you want, I think my sister has good food there." ”

Lin Yilong was surprised, and his inherent vigilance prevailed: he waved his hand at Nadia, turned his back to Nadia, leaned against the wall by himself, and retrieved all of Nadia's personal information from his mobile phone that could be corroborated.

When Lin Yilong read Nadia's personal information, Nadia stood not far from him.

After confirming that there was no danger, Lin Yilong briefly considered the coping strategy for the future, and said to Nadia, "I'm sorry, there was a text message just now, what did you just say? Your sister is also coming to London?"

"Yes, it's my twin sister, and that's probably the only place where you can eat authentic Russian snacks. Nadia responded.

Lin Yilong was dumbfounded by how open the Eastern European girl was.