That must be worth 2000 euros. Lin Xiao certainly wouldn't accept it.
The night before we came back, didn't Hui-ge calculate and settle all the expenses for this trip?
The costs of the hospitalization and surgery were directly covered by the perpetrator's French health insurance, so they didn't have to pay anything. The remaining expenses, such as fuel, accommodation, and meals, including the translation and driver fees that Zhao Hui insisted on giving to Lin Xiao, were all transferred to Lin Xiao before they returned.
When Wei Changfeng sent a WeChat message to Lin Xiao in the afternoon, he found that she hadn't replied for a long time. Feeling bad about troubling Lin Xiao these past few days, he decided to transfer some money to her on a whim.
Hearing Xiao Hao say this, he simply explained, "I just feel a little guilty and didn't want to thank her. You know how many times we've troubled her these past few days in France? Reporting to the police, renting a car, acting as a translator."
I really think we should give her a decent gift before we go back to China. But look at my leg, I can't go shopping, so I thought I'd transfer her some money and let her choose something she likes.
"Oh, right, how about I talk to Xiaomin and ask her to give one of the bags I bought last time to Lin Xiao first, and I'll make it up to her later? What do you think? I think she bought several."
Xiao Hao glanced at Wei Changfeng speechlessly and said bluntly, "Brother, did you also hit your head when you broke your leg? Did they give you a head CT scan? Why are you talking nonsense?"
Does Lin Xiao seem like someone who's short of money? According to Hui Ge, he might actually be richer than all of us.”
"A sentiment, do you even understand sentiment? This has nothing to do with whether you lack money or bags!" Wei Changfeng felt like he was talking to a brick wall, so he threw his phone on the bed and dragged his injured leg down to lie down as well.
After Xiao Hao left the room, he looked at his phone again, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed Lin Xiao's voice call.
Lin Xiao sat in her favorite spot in the room, on a small chair by the window, hugging her knees and gazing at the Seine River at night.
I had been away from my little house for several days, and when I came back, I really missed it, even more than I missed the big villa at home where I had lived for several years. It was luxuriously decorated but felt empty and desolate.
She suddenly saw the caller ID on her phone, hesitated for half a minute, and then answered the call.
On her phone, Wei Changfeng asked her, "Lin Xiao, are you home yet? I just saw your message saying you'd be there soon."
Lin Xiao replied gently, "We've arrived. It's been almost half an hour."
"That's good," Wei Changfeng's tone softened on the other end of the phone. "Have you eaten? Why don't you come to the Ritz and have dinner with us?"
"I've already eaten. I ate at Uncle Wang's house when I returned the car. His wife prepared a big table of dishes, and we ate very well."
"Oh, it's good that you've eaten," Wei Changfeng said, a hint of disappointment barely perceptible in his voice.
"Have you guys not eaten yet?" Lin Xiao asked.
"We'll eat when Hui-ge comes back. He took my X-rays and medical records to the doctor in Paris, and the doctor said he could take a look at the X-rays first."
Hui-ge thought that if watching the X-ray was enough, then I wouldn't need to go to the hospital separately tomorrow, saving me the trouble.
After spending these past few days together, Lin Xiao realized that the three people around Wei Changfeng, especially Zhao Hui and Xiao Hao, were genuinely good to him.
"That's good," Lin Xiao said. She didn't know what else to say.
“If everything goes smoothly, we might be going back to China in a couple of days. They’ve been urging us to return, but even if I go back, I won’t be able to work in my current condition.” Wei Changfeng’s voice was a little low.
"Take good care of yourself! There are many experts in China. With proper rehabilitation, you'll definitely recover quickly. Don't be impatient," Lin Xiao gently advised.
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, then Wei Changfeng asked, "When do you start school? Will you come to see us off when we return to China?"
This time, Lin Xiao fell silent. After about a minute or two, she said, "I won't go to the airport to see you off. There will be too many people around, and it would be troublesome if any misunderstandings arise. Besides, you haven't made your injury public yet, have you?"
Wei Changfeng said that his trip to France was an invitation to participate in the brand's centennial celebration, a prestigious event, and he was also serving as the Asian brand ambassador. If news of his injury were to emerge during the trip, it might not be good for the brand.
Moreover, if fans find out, their distress and anxiety might cause a huge uproar online, and they might even take their anger out on the businesses that invited him to France, which would make things even more complicated.
"So you'll definitely be going back via the private entrance, which I think is better, for peace and quiet. If you're in a wheelchair and there are as many people picking you up and dropping you off as last time, you could easily get jostled and it could be dangerous."
“I’m fine, don’t worry. I’ve gotten used to it over the years. My fans are usually very well-behaved and obedient.” Wei Changfeng sensed the worry in Lin Xiao’s tone and comforted her in return.
"But your situation is different now. You just had surgery for a fracture, and it would be troublesome if you got jostled. Please use the VIP channel, Wei Changfeng, I'm begging you."
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