Chapter III: Threats
The smile on Ling Yao's lips froze at the corners of her mouth, and there were already ten thousand NNPs roaring in her heart.
But it has to be denied that he is telling the truth.
"Don't stare at me like that, pay off the arrears first, maybe there will be a way to make the natural skin not turn over at that time."
Paid off?
NO! NO! NO!
The arrears are just a one-sided statement of his.
Ling Yao's nose twitched, and the clear tears finally fell, and she choked up, "My mother is not here, my father doesn't love it, the money I earned after graduation is pressed on my stepmother, I have never seen more money than 50,000 in my life, 150,000, you are asking for my life, my life is not worth 150,000......"
Tears and snot crisscrossed on that dirty face, and suddenly a piece of black and a piece of white, and it became a little cat in seconds.
It's funny.
The sobbing sound was higher than the other, and Ning Zhichen was made impatient by her crying, and was more at a loss.
"After looking at the car." Ning Zhichen's somewhat suppressed voice sounded.
Ling Yao twitched and turned his head, and there were several motorcycles following them behind the car.
Although she wore a steel helmet, she recognized the eyes of that group of people.
Ling Yao wiped her tears and snot, turned her head and grabbed Ning Zhichen's arm, "Since I got into your car, if something goes wrong, the first thing the police will look for is you." ”
He changes his face faster than a dog, and is this a threat to him?
Attaboy.
The threat succeeds.
Ning Zhichen raised his eyebrows, knocked his fingers on the partition twice, and the car started immediately.
The car of the rich is comfortable to sit in.
Wobbly, like a baby's cradle.
Today's mood, thrilling and lack of mental and physical strength, seriously caused her to be drowsy at the moment.
Ling Yao's head was like pounding garlic, and he clicked and collided with the glass for a while.
Ning Zhichen exhaled a breath of turbidity, ordered the driver's speed to be minimized, the car remained steady, and reached out to put her head on his shoulder, feeling that this move seemed to be a little abrupt and retracted.
Ning Zhichen took out his mobile phone, and his bony fingers pressed the screen a few times, and only after the screen showed that the message had been received, he took the phone back again.
He stared straight at her for a long time.
No heart or lungs, but luckily your luck is always there.
The fingers magically pulled away her scattered hair, revealing her original face.
I can vaguely see how beautiful her dirty face is, which coincides with the clean and plain white face in my memory.
Ling Yao, do you remember me?
……
Ling Yao slept beautifully, and felt that her mind was much refreshed.
When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a large and luxurious crystal chandelier.
The first feeling is that it has a sense of art.
The unfamiliar chandelier, the memory of going to bed comes back with its light.
Ling Yao exhaled helplessly, she couldn't go back to that crisis-ridden home until the matter was clarified.
The eyes are slightly closed, a pair of plain white hands come into view, and the background under the palms of the hands is a shiny silk quilt.
There was a light and pleasant aroma on the quilt, Ling Yao breathed tightly, and hurriedly lifted the thin quilt, fortunately, there was nothing unusual in her body, but her clothes were changed.
Would he be kind enough to change clothes for a person who was extremely down-and-out and smelly, and let her live in such a good room?
In her sleep, there was a faint sound of a nice voice, what did she do?