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When Lu Qixi returned, she walked up and glanced at Lin Jindong. He had already regained the aloof demeanor he had at the press conference, calm and wise. Like me, Qixi was still a student who hadn't yet left campus, and seeing such a social elite made her a little nervous.
"What would you like to drink?" Lu Qixi squeezed my hand under the table, signaling that we both needed to calm down.
Lin Jindong glanced at me, then his gaze fell on Lu Qixi's face. "Anything is fine, just regular coffee."
The staff quickly brought over iced lattes, hot cocoa, and Americanos.
"Excuse me, what was the insurance company's response? How much compensation does Xiaofu need to pay you?" Lu Qixi asked.
Lin Jindong was clearly a highly intelligent and gifted student. His emotional intelligence and social skills were also top-notch; he immediately noticed Lu Qixi's nervousness.
He narrowed his eyes, picked up his coffee, and said, "Don't worry, I wouldn't go so far as to extort money from college students."
Lin Jindong took out his mobile phone and handed the electronic bill to us.
"What kind of car is this? The initial quote is over 1.7 million?" Lu Qixi was stunned. Her voice was loud and filled with indignation. "Isn't this bullying?"
Lin Jindong smiled and looked at me, "You crashed it, you should remember. That Aston Martin One can't be repaired in Empire State, it has to be sent elsewhere." @Unlimited good articles, all at Literary City
Lu Qixi: "I've seen the photos Xiao Fu took. The car wasn't as badly damaged as I imagined. Besides, when did you buy that car?"
She argued her case forcefully, not giving an inch to Lin Jindong, while I looked down at my bank card.
The repair cost of nearly two million yuan is far from enough, even with the two hundred thousand yuan that Ye's mother gave me, plus the income that Yu Xu and I have saved from part-time jobs over the past few years.
Lin Jindong smiled slightly, his expression devoid of warmth: "If we can't reach a private settlement, I don't mind going to the police station to clarify things."
This is one of the simplest ways to put pressure on someone.
He sat opposite me with an air of superiority; even though we were sitting face to face, Lin Jindong still gave off a feeling of looking down on us.
Moreover, since I was at fault in this incident, I was even more speechless, only feeling extremely pressured by him. This attitude of not treating the two people as equals in the dialogue easily reminded me of Jiang Zhao.
This is his favorite way to threaten me.
...
After the scandal involving "Mother" and Jiang's father was exposed, she suffered a miscarriage and was kicked out of the house before she could recover. Everyone knew about this scandal, and she couldn't find a job outside. One day after class, "Mother," whom I hadn't seen in a long time, stopped me at the school, hoping that I could get her some money so that she could go back to her hometown.
I don't know what to do.
Since "Mother" left, my life in the Jiang family has been like walking on thin ice. Perhaps out of pity, Mrs. Jiang did not kick me out. She was still willing to let me stay in that room that I used to live in like a princess, but I felt more and more suffocated.
"Give me anything, Xiao Fu, please have pity on your mother..." She said, her eyes brimming with tears, as she held my hand. "You can secretly take something out at night, no one will find out."
I was torn. Stealing was out of the question, so I could only try to borrow some money. After the incident with Jiang's father and mother, they separated. It was just me, the young masters, and the maid who took care of us at home. Occasionally, the couple, whose relationship had long since fallen apart, would come back.
That evening, I hesitantly knocked on the study door. Jiang Zhao had only been in college for a short time, but he had already taken over part of the business of Taiguang Group. He was richer than I had imagined.
Jiang Zhao opened the door and saw it was me. He raised an eyebrow slightly. "This is the first time you've taken the initiative to come to me."
"I..." He was so oppressive. This oppressive and suffocating feeling that made me extremely nervous came not only from his so-called title of "crown prince," but also from his aura of looking down on others and not taking anyone seriously since he was a child.
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My mind went blank. Jiang Zhao sat on the sofa in the study, his legs crossed, in a very relaxed posture. He had been in complete control of the conversation from beginning to end. I stood in front of him and simply said that I wanted to borrow some money from him.
He asked me how much I wanted. His patience was beyond my expectations, which relieved me. I told him the amount and emphasized again, "I will pay you back."
Jiang Zhao sneered: "You know that when you borrow money, you have to pay interest, right?"
"How much interest..."
“Let’s calculate it according to the state bank’s standards.” Jiang Zhao walked up to me. “Or, you can become my girlfriend, and we’ll call it even.”
"I'll work to pay you back," I emphasized again.
Jiang Zhao's voice was elegant; just by listening to it, one could tell he was a highly cultured and imposing young nobleman. He chuckled faintly, a hint of malice in his tone, "That woman, she's lucky she's still alive. After doing something like that, she still has the nerve to show her face in front of me, huh?"
I was startled and looked at him. Suddenly, Jiang Zhao reached out and hugged me, his tone carrying a dangerous and oppressive undertone.
“I’m in a bad mood, and I might just make her disappear one day. Think carefully about how you plan to pay back this money.”
I froze, my heart pounding. I knew he was threatening me. Jiang Zhao was used to solving problems with the strongest means. His principle was to exterminate the enemy without leaving any future troubles.
I burst into tears, and Jiang Zhao pinched my chin, saying, "Don't cry."
"Then... how long should we date... we'll only date for six months," I bargained.
He sneered, "You're worth that much."
I shook my head. "Let me go. I don't care if you borrow money anymore."
"Sure. But these past few days, I've specifically instructed the security guards at home to relax their vigilance. Guess when your mother might lose her temper and sneak in to take something? At that point, it won't be as simple as her asking me for money. Let her explain to the police herself."
I found it increasingly difficult to breathe, and as I looked at him, tears welled up uncontrollably.
Jiang Zhao froze for a moment, cupped my face, and kissed me urgently yet gently.
He gave my "mother" fifty million, on the condition that my "mother" could never come to the Empire State to see me again.
The "mother" returned to her hometown and opened a clinic there.
Once I was no longer the female protagonist and was no longer part of the "game setting," she naturally became just like me, an ordinary passerby in this world.
Later, I secretly tried to find her, but she had already started a new family. Her husband was a construction contractor in the city, and he treated her very well. She had given birth to a child and seemed to have completely forgotten what had happened at the villa. The three of them lived a happy, peaceful, and fulfilling life. @Unlimited good articles, all at Literary City
...
"Xiao Fu".
I heard Lu Qixi's worried voice and snapped back to reality. My heartbeat calmed down, and I looked at Lin Jindong, telling him in sign language, "I will pay you back for the repairs. It will just take a little longer."
“You’re really good at daydreaming.” Lin Jindong smiled, his eyes revealing a deep emotion: “I have no interest in threatening college students who haven’t even graduated yet.”
"Then what do you want?" I was confused now, and even my gestures slowed down: "I don't want to go to the police station."
"Do me a favor. My parents are throwing a party soon. You just need to pretend to be my date and help me out. I'll deduct 20% from the repair fee." Lin Jindong's slightly protruding Adam's apple bobbed imperceptibly.
I was stunned.
I'm very familiar with that party. It was one of the less-than-pleasant meetings I had with him.
Yu Xu was facing a second-degree murder charge, and I was desperate, so I turned to him, the prosecutor in charge of the case.
I nodded, which was my way of agreeing.
The previously tense atmosphere suddenly eased. Lin Jindong sized up Lu Qixi for a few seconds, his eyes dark, and lazily asked, "What are your plans after graduation?"
Lu Qixi glanced nervously at his expression and whispered, "I want to be a lawyer."
“If you haven’t found an internship yet, I can recommend a lawyer to be your mentor,” Lin Jindong chuckled softly. His words undoubtedly saved Lu Qixi, who was still desperately searching for opportunities; her eyes lit up with excitement.
Lin Jindong subtly curved the corners of his lips, his dark eyes looking at me. "It's getting late, I'll take you home."
The topic changed a bit too quickly. I looked down at the dark bottom of the cup; the hot cocoa had been gone for a long time.
Lu Qixi had already let down her guard and even regarded Lin Jindong as a kind and patient senior, asking him for advice. I sat in the back seat of the car, my fingers awkwardly intertwined.
Where should I go? Home? That's not safe anymore; someone's been monitoring me there for a long time. Lu Qixi's apartment? What if I drag her into this? She finally got a law firm internship; I can't ruin her life like I ruined Yu Xu's…
Should we stay in a hotel or go back to the hospital?
These unfamiliar and unsafe places, with surveillance cameras everywhere, sent chills down my spine.
Or perhaps I should go to Ye Fenglin's ward? I remember his room, which was practically a presidential suite, also had a bedroom for family members who wanted to stay with him. Maybe the man monitoring me wasn't bold enough to kidnap me right under Ye Fenglin's nose.
"Xiao Fu, are you going to the hospital tonight too?" Lu Qixi turned to me and asked, "Or should we sleep at my place?"
I shook my head and gestured, "It's okay, Mr. Lin can take me to the hospital. I'll come to your place in a few days."
“Okay…” Lu Qixi opened the car door. Her home was already close by. She waved to me through the car window. In just one afternoon, she had developed complete trust in Lin Jindong. After all, most boys in school are adventurous, impulsive, and inevitably prone to making foolish mistakes.
Compared to these men, Lin Jindong was exceptionally handsome, with striking and sharp features. In terms of physique, ability, and temperament, he was the most outstanding. Moreover, he was a powerful and intelligent elite prosecutor with a remarkably calm personality; naturally, he commanded the trust and affection of many.
As I watched the car not heading towards the Imperial Hospital, but instead driving further east, I began to feel nervous.
The eastern part of the Empire State is a traditional affluent area. It is a nearly rectangular neighborhood that is long from north to south and narrow from east to west. It is home to the wealthiest citizens in the entire Empire State. It boasts dense buildings, rows of museums, and top-notch education. Almost everyone here dreams of owning a house next to Central Park.
I looked out the window anxiously, "..."
Lin Jindong suddenly stopped the car. I was sitting in the back seat, not understanding his intention.
"Get out of the car." He opened the back door.
Before I could even say anything, Lin Jindong actually carried me out of the car.
Our coats were still in the car, but just a few meters away was a purple chain pharmacy. He casually carried me inside and placed me on the sofa on the right.
"..." I watched him pick out several medicines for relieving bruising and inflammation from the wooden shelf. When he went to the counter to pay, he brought back bandages and an ice pack he borrowed from the clerk.
Lin Jindong walked to my side, casually rolled up his shirt to reveal his well-defined forearms, and then knelt down in front of me.
I saw the pure black wristwatch on his wrist, pressed against my calf and ankle. Unsure of his intentions, I tugged at my skirt, lowered my head, and looked very resistant.
"Who told you to cover your wound with something like this after you were injured?" Lin Jindong's expression and posture had a unique sharpness. Even when he was kneeling, he looked down on people. He paused and then said, "Take care of your wound first."
"Don't touch me," I told him, raising my hand.
Lin Jindong simply loosened his tie and blindfolded him, saying, "Alright, I'm not interested in what's under your skirt."
My face flushed instantly. I stared blankly at his hand, groping from my ankle to my knee. He found the wound even though I couldn't see it, and calmly instructed me, "Give me the ice first."
Unable to think of any more reasons to refuse, I could only obediently do as instructed.
Apply cold compresses, apply medicine, and massage the wound to reduce bruising...
He was very tall with broad shoulders, and beneath his white shirt, his waist and abdomen were lean and muscular; he was indeed very tall.
Lin Jindong had that wheat-colored skin again. His long, wide fingers lingered on my leg. His palms were frighteningly hot, and the calluses on his fingertips traced the bruises. His touch made me feel weak all over. I bit my lip, trying not to think about anything inappropriate.
The inside of my knee is also injured.
Lin Jindong used a bit of force to separate my tightly clenched knees. His wristwatch occasionally brushed against the skin of my calves. My face felt hot and cold alternately. After he finished applying the medicine and bandaging me, the thin callus lingered on my tender skin and slowly moved away.
"Untie me," he whispered.
As I watched him speak, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, I raised my hand, and his tie slipped off his high, straight nose and fell to the ground.
Lin Jindong looked up, his eyes filled with an intense, sharp gaze. Even though he was kneeling, he exuded a murderous aura, which made me a little nervous.
“Come stay at my place tonight,” he said, his deep, cool voice incredibly magnetic.
I immediately shook my head.
Lin Jindong scoffed indifferently, "What are you afraid of? You don't actually think I'm interested in you, do you?"
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