When the guests passed by a room in the morning, they all blushed and hurried past.
Several guests rushed to the front desk to complain.
"This is a high-end hotel. How can you let just anyone stay here? It's so early in the morning, making noise and disturbing everyone's sleep!"
The receptionist quickly bowed and apologized, then followed the complaining guests to their room door.
She listened through the door for a while, somewhat puzzled, "There's not a sound at all..."
She heard a series of sounds of the table hitting the wall, and the waiter's face darkened. He immediately started banging on the door, shouting, "Open the door! If you keep doing this, I'll call someone to open it!"
Two officers carried the rescued baby to the hotel with great kindness. Seeing the crowd gathered at the entrance, they quickly asked what had happened.
Upon learning of the situation, the officer became angry and started knocking on the door.
Upon seeing Zhou Jiuzhen, covered in sweat, and Lai opening the door, the officer couldn't help but lecture them, "You haven't even found your child yet, and you're still thinking about..."
The officer looked at Ling Huanwu, who was running around inside while holding onto the table, and awkwardly shut his mouth.
The surrounding guests realized it was a misunderstanding, and after muttering "sick," they left in dissatisfaction.
The officer handed the baby to Zhou Jiuzhen and explained to the two men the whole story of how he rescued the baby.
"According to our investigation, the child was not kidnapped by someone sent by Boss Qin; on the contrary, he rescued the child from human traffickers..."
Ling Huanwu wiped the sweat from her forehead and exchanged a glance with Zhou Jiuzhen. Both of them saw shock in each other's eyes.
*
At the entrance of the police station.
Qin Jinshen, with a dark expression, wore a white suit and exuded an aura of nobility and unapproachability.
The pretty girls passing by would cover their mouths and giggle, and couldn't help but take a second look at this young man who looked like he was of extraordinary wealth.
While waiting for the car, Qin Jinshen's movements as he took out a cigarette and lit it were trembling.
Just now, he, the dignified head of the Qin Group, completely lost face in the police station.
The officers tried every possible way to interrogate him in order to arrest him.
When asked why he wanted to save a child without legal status, he did so.
He would never tell them his little scheme.
Doesn't he have any shame?
Tell others that he saved a mainland lesbian woman's husband's nephew just so she could come to Hong Kong.
He would become the laughing stock of his uncles the next day.
Besides, he has so many enemies, he absolutely cannot let others know that his weakness is him.
As the guard escorted the young lady out, seeing that his master couldn't light a cigarette, he hurriedly went over and, like a lackey, lit Qin Jinshen's cigarette.
Qin Zhizhi, who came out later, was furious. She put her hands on her hips and roared at her brother in front of the police station, "Brother, are you even my brother? You used to be completely celibate, how did you become like this?"
"I know the police couldn't get the reason out of you. You must have just gone to the trouble of saving people because of that slut, right? Your love-struck mind is a disgrace to the Qin family!"
"Take out your wallet!"
Qin Jinshen looked at his younger sister, who had been spoiled since childhood, with a gloomy face, and gave an order.
"What?"
Qin Zhizhi flinched at her brother's gaze, but still stubbornly pulled out her small purse and handed it to him, saying, "I'll never be as love-struck as you, brother..."
The car came to a smooth stop in front of them. The driver opened the door, and Qin Jinshen was the first to get in. Before closing the door, he coldly instructed, "Old Ma, from now on, Miss will be with you. Teach her what human suffering is before she comes back!"
Guard Ma's eyes widened as he pointed at himself, "I... I was taking care of the young lady. How could the young lady endure hardship..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Jinshen ordered the driver to speed away.
Qin Zhizhi rummaged through her empty pockets and realized that her older brother had abandoned her. She cursed and squatted on the ground, wailing loudly.
Guard Ma stood awkwardly in place, facing the pointing fingers of the crowd who assumed it was a young couple having a tiff. He was at a loss and hurriedly explained, "This is my young lady, I didn't make her cry!"
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Zhizhi finally stopped crying, dusted herself off, got up from the ground, and ordered him, "Guard Ma, do you have any money? I want to go to the hotel to eat hairy crabs!"
"Hairy crabs?"
The guard was so startled that he jumped up from the ground.
That stuff is so expensive, even if he sold it, he couldn't afford to feed the young lady!
Qin Zhizhi rummaged through her empty pockets again, reluctantly lowering her standards, "Then... shall we go to a street food stall for mantis shrimp? I just saw you had ten yuan in your pocket..."
Qin Jinshen was terrified, his face turning ashen. He clutched the ten yuan in his pocket as if facing a formidable enemy. "Miss, I'll treat you to a feast of ten dishes and a soup, okay? Just skip the mantis shrimp!"
He knew very well that his young lady was a big foodie; she could order more than a dozen dishes with a wave of her hand when they went to a street food stall.
That ten yuan was his monthly living expenses...
Guard Ma led Qin Zhizhi back to the rooftop shed where he lived.
As soon as she entered the house, the cold wind from the rooftop rushed straight into the room, making Qin Zhizhi shiver.
Fortunately, Guard Ma immediately opened the gas canister and started cooking, which alleviated the cold in the room.
She glanced at the tall, burly guard wearing an apron with an old-fashioned Confucius pattern and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
With a pained expression, he took a small piece of pork belly, about the size of a steamed bun, from the salt jar, washed it, and started putting it into the pot.
"What are you making? Are you eating pork belly? Why aren't you cutting it? If you're not cutting it, what are the other dishes for?"
Guard Ma patted his chest, his face full of certainty and confidence, and assured her, "Don't worry, Miss, ten dishes as promised, ten dishes indeed! I won't let you go hungry!"
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