Chapter 14: Fourteen Hundred Million "She is not interested in me..."

At this moment, even the system was shocked by Xin Jingli's bravery: [Host! You are awesome! I was so scared just now! I didn't expect you to gain favorability using this method! You are so strong! I chose the right person!]

[Wow, this is so scary! I almost thought I was going to change the person I'm bound to...]

Xin Jingli: ...Yeah, after all, he had big tattoos on his arms, and if he was unlucky, he would have been beaten to death.

On this side, Zhang Zengqiang was even more stunned, his eyes almost popping out.

No, are you serious?

Does she really have it?

Could she be the daughter of some wealthy family in East City? Then why was she in this shabby alley?

And what had he done? He had always looked down on her! And he had been so arrogant and snorting at her.

It's over. It's over.

Zhang Zengqiang quickly became respectful, and the lion tattoo on his body turned into a docile kitten.

"I'm sorry, miss! I was blind! I didn't hurt you, did I? I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Hahahaha..."

Zhang Zengqiang forced a smile, and his muscular body became stiff and he moved awkwardly in front of her.

Xin Jingli hissed, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She cleared her throat and waved her hand, "Now that the debt has been paid, it's time to pay the medical bills, right?"

"Give it! I will definitely give it! I have to give it!" Zhang Zengqiang put away his hunched over and gangster look and bowed repeatedly to make his promise.

He walked over to Xu Zhanyan and took out his phone. "Come here, brother, I was wrong just now! I'll transfer the medical expenses to you. Is 10,000 yuan enough? Let's add WeChat. If it's not enough, I'll transfer more to you!"

Xu Zhanyan refused, after all, he didn't want to have anything to do with such a person.

Xin Jingli raised his chin towards him.

Why not take the free money? After harassing someone for such a long time and even beating them up, ten thousand yuan is not enough.

"Take it," she said.

Xu Zhanyan then took out his cell phone, but did not add WeChat.

The crowd whispered, shocked by Xin Jingli's generosity, and a proud voice rose again.

"She was my tenant before! She just checked out today, and the house is still vacant! Is there anyone who wants to rent it? There are several empty houses in this building!"

Xin Jingli couldn't help laughing when he heard this. After all, Aunt Xue is a landlord. She knows how to do business and seize opportunities.

The crowd raised their hands in response:

"Hmm, hmm, hmm! I'm renting a place! Is the feng shui better over there?"

"My aunt! Look at me!"

"What auntie! Sister! The feng shui is so good, I'll give you an extra two hundred!"

"I'll give you an extra 500!"

"I'll give you one thousand!"

…

When Xin Jingli heard this, she realized that the wind was crooked and her brows furrowed.

Using her as a gimmick to raise the rent? No way.

She was about to speak when Aunt Xue said quickly, "No need! Original price! Not only does this room have good feng shui, I have several more! They all have good feng shui! Original price, kids!"

After hearing this, everyone couldn't wait to surround Aunt Xue and add her on WeChat, and even shouted that they wanted to go see the house together.

"We have everything, no rush, no rush, haha!" Aunt Xue smiled happily.

Before leaving, he glanced at Xin Jingli and waved to her, full of relief.

Looking at Aunt Xue's back as she left, Xin Jingli curled the corners of his mouth and felt a sore nose.

She thought that no one in this world loved the original owner, but Aunt Xue would stand up to help her when she saw that the original owner was in trouble. Knowing that she was rich, she would not take the opportunity to extort money from her. Instead, she encouraged and was happy for her as if she were her own child.

Fortunately, she could also bring customers to Aunt Xue, so it was a win-win situation. Xin Jingli breathed a sigh of relief and was happy.

"Someone cares about you too." Xin Jingli whispered to the original owner.

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The crowd dispersed, leaving only Xin Jingli and Xu Zhanyan in the alley.

She turned around and saw Xu Zhanyan standing in front of the wall, looking at her. When their eyes met, he quickly lowered his head.

"Thank you," he said.

Xin Jingli looked at him and suddenly understood why he looked like a mimosa, and a single one at that.

He was busy avoiding debt every day and was blocked on the way home from school. He probably didn't make many friends, so he looked timid and lonely.

But he just asked her to leave so loudly, which was quite loyal of him.

"You're welcome." Xin Jingli replied.

bite-

Mobile phone information: [Bank card cashback income: 2,963,000 yuan, balance: 12,963,501.]

Xin Jingli: Such a long... Such a long number, oh my god ~ I can’t count it, I can’t count it at all hahahahaha ~

Although she appeared calm on the outside, she was actually so happy that she wanted to roll around in the alley for a few rounds.

However, this time he stood for too long, and Zhang Zengqiang pulled his hair, so Xin Jingli's body began to sway from side to side and his feet staggered.

Xu Zhanyan rushed over quickly and grabbed her arm, "Sister!"

"It's okay, let me hold you up for a bit." Xin Jingli grabbed Xu Zhanyan.

She should have brought the bodyguards assigned by the hotel with her, but she didn't because she thought they were too conspicuous. Now she regrets it so much.

"Please send me back and I'll treat you to a meal."

The alley is far from the hotel, and it would be very dangerous if she went back by herself and fainted in the car.

Xu Zhanyan nodded, thinking that he would discuss the repayment with her after she got better. He helped Xin Jingli out of the alley and hailed a taxi.

After getting in the car, Xin Jingli said, "Let's go and sing the praises of youth," then closed his eyes and gathered his strength.

Xu Zhanyan, who was sitting next to him, paused.

He knew it was a hotel, the most expensive and luxurious hotel in East City.

She asked him to go to the hotel...

Xu Zhanyan recalled that when he was in school, many people would come to the classroom to find him during breaks and bring him food; on the way home from school, he was molested by all kinds of hooligans, both men and women, who said they would support him.

Now, after just paying off the debt, Xin Jingli took him to the hotel. Could it be that she also wanted to...

Xu Zhanyan couldn't help but clench his fists and turned to look at her.

Xin Jingli leaned against the car window, breathing slowly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Her facial features are very pale, her pores are obvious, her cheeks are sunken, her lips are pale, her body is thin, and she looks like she may faint at any time. She has no energy to do that kind of thing.

Xu Zhanyan looked away and couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth.

She just saved him, and then turned around and said that she was not a good person. It was really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin.

He sighed, reached out, put his hand around Xin Jingli's back and placed it on the car window.

If the car bumped, her head would hit the glass. He had nothing to give her, so he took the opportunity to protect her and let her have a good rest.

The car did not shake, and Xin Jingli did not crash into it. It drove smoothly all the way and stopped at the door of Song Fanghua.

The valet got out, opened the car door, and said softly, "Ms. Xin, we're here."

Xin Jingli raised his eyelids.

I had a rare good night's sleep on this journey. It was quiet and I could smell the clean scent of laundry detergent, which was nice.

Xu Zhanyan wanted to help her.

Xin Jingli waved his hand, stretched his waist, and jumped out of the car decisively.

After a good rest, my strength has been temporarily restored and there is no problem anymore.

But Xu Zhanyan was stunned.

I was completely exhausted just now, but now I'm fine? Why do I feel like... something's wrong?

He looked around and it seemed that there were no other guests except the two of them, but the staff were all staying at their posts respectfully with smiles on their faces.

It seemed that he was also treated preferentially because of her.

"Welcome back!" Xin Jingli walked into the hall and the receptionist bowed.

She turned around and looked at Xu Zhanyan in the car.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Xu Zhanyan's face.

This Fujin black card holder brought a man back for the first time. The man looked very young and looked like a celebrity, except that he had scars on his face and was wearing cheap clothes with a wrinkled T-shirt.

Because her face was too delicate, and she was with Xin Jingli, they felt that it had turned white after washing, and it was a high-end style that was deliberately made to look old, just like Xin Jingli's first day there.

Everyone's eyes became unclear.

Some people are envious, after all, this wealthy mother is young and has great financial resources.

Some people scoffed at the idea. After all, they thought that this little boy, apart from being handsome, didn't have any other special skills. He was too thin and had limited physical strength. He couldn't serve the customer well and was soon kicked out.

There are also those who read gossip and dream of becoming a woman like Xin Jingli. As long as she has money, what man can't she get?

After looking at it for a long time, Xu Zhanyan's eyes became timid, and he felt that he had really entered a den of wolves.

Otherwise, why would everyone think... they must have had a private transaction.

Xin Jingli was completely unaware. She stopped in the hall, turned around and waved at him, "Come down."

Xu Zhanyan hesitated to speak, but since there were so many people around, he didn't want to directly offend her. He thought about making it clear to her later that he would not sell himself and would pay her back with his own ability.

He swallowed, got out of the car, and followed it to the elevator.

The elevator closed, and Xin Jingli finally remembered to introduce herself. "Oh, my name is Xin Jingli, Jing for Beijing, Li for Paris."

Xu Zhanyan's shoulders tensed.

He wasn't serious, was he? But he had just graduated from high school and had never done it with anyone, not even someone he liked. Would he confess tonight?

"Ms. Xin..." He imitated the staff members and called her.

Xin Jingli frowned. Why did she suddenly become so reserved when she just called her sister?

"You should call me sister. It makes me happier."

After all, calling her Ms. Xin was too formal, as she planned to train him into a talent in the future.

But Xu Zhanyan won’t do that anymore.

Call me sister, it sounds happier.

This happens in many TV dramas. The sponsor likes people to call her like this the most. It turns out that she has an ulterior motive.

He became alert all over.

When the elevator door opened, two tall and strong men in black suits and sunglasses appeared before us. They were serious and stern.

As I walked out of the elevator, I saw four men in black suits standing at the four corners of the corridor, their hands folded under their abdomens, ready to go.

Xu Zhanyan felt a chill on his back.

The security was so tight that he could only pray that she was a good person, otherwise he wouldn't be able to escape tonight.

At the door, the waiter saw Xin Jingli and turned around to help her open the suite door.

"Find someone to help him treat his wound." Xin Jingli gave the instructions and walked in without raising his head.

"Okay." The waiter bowed, smiled at Xu Zhanyan, and gestured for him to come in.

Xu Zhanyan felt a chill on his back, grabbed the strap of his backpack tightly, and followed Xin Jingli.

The suite was large, luxurious and clean, but Xu Zhanyan had no mood to look at it any more. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, glancing at Xin Jingli next to him from time to time.

She was holding her cell phone, as if busy with something, and didn't look at him.

"Ms. Xin...Sister, we..." Xu Zhanyan wanted to ask, what should we do.

Xin Jingli glanced at him. He was just sitting in a corner of the sofa, not daring to look around or move.

Was he worried about going home too late? That's right, the college entrance exam had just ended, and he probably hadn't gotten used to the time without curfew.

"Treat your wound and have dinner. I'll ask the driver to take you home. He won't exceed your access limit, don't worry." Xin Jingli comforted him casually and went back to his phone.

Xu Zhanyan was stunned.

Send him back? Before the curfew? She wasn't going to do that? Was she really just helping him tend to his wounds?

So he had just... been being self-indulgent and misunderstanding her.

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