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chapter 2

Chapter 2

Hell! The man in front of him is just an ordinary passerby, and even dressed up, he is obviously a poor man. How could he feel like this?

Sun Tengyang spat and swung his fist to beat the other party.

As a result, Xia Yi's entire person was stepped on by someone, and his face on one side was pressed against the ground, making him extremely cowardly.

Seeing this, the other two men came over and wanted to help beat the man who suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yiran only saw a unilateral abuse, which could even be called a tyranny.

And in a hidden corner of the intersection not far away, a car was parked. Gao Congming in the car murmured after looking at the scene in front of him, "Mr. Yi, don't go crazy!"

If Mr. Yi goes crazy, he will know what consequences will be, and even if he really causes any life, it will not be surprising.

Once, Gao Congming saw Mr. Yi look crazy once, and then... he felt that he would never want to see him again in his life.

The road was clearly closed tonight, but who knew that these five people and a Ferrari would suddenly break into here and disturb Mr. Yi's purity.

You know, on this day of every year, Ye Yi would block the entire road, wearing old clothes, and staying quietly alone.

No one dares to ask why this is, it seems like a taboo.

Even though Gao Congming has been with Yi Jinli for several years, he doesn't know why he did this?

At this moment, when Gao Congming looked at his boss picking up the slightly fat man, pressing the other person's head over and over again and again to hit the wall, Gao Congming didn't know whether he should stop him.

At this moment, suddenly, the boss of his family stopped. Gao Congming blinked in surprise, and confirmed that the woman who was almost violated said something, and only Ye Yi stopped.

Ling Yiran said, "If you continue to fight, you will die."

"So what?" Yi Jinli lowered his head and looked coldly at Ling Yiran who was struggling to get up from the ground.

Ling Yiran was stunned. It was not until this moment that she truly saw the man clearly.

It was a very beautiful face, straight nose bridge, thin and stylish lips, and his facial features could be said to be extremely delicate, but at this moment, there was no expression on this face.

The pair of peach blossom eyes under the bangs can even be described as dead silence at this moment, just like human life is nothing to him. He doesn't care about other people's lives, and he doesn't care about his own lives!

Ling Yiran took a deep breath and said, "It's not worth going to jail for such a person."

He stared at her silently, and after a moment, he let go of his fingers. Sun Tengyang felt as if he had saved his life. He didn't care about blood on his face and quickly got into the car with his other three companions and ran away.

In the car, Sun Tengyang grinned, "When I find someone, I have to make this kid look good!"

The woman who had been silent suddenly shrank her pupils, remembering why she felt that the man looked familiar. When she attended a banquet, she had seen him from afar. The man was... "It was Yi Jinli, the man just now was Yi Jinli!"

The other three looked at her with surprise, "Yi Jinli? Yi Jinli, the richest man in Shenzhen, can't be?!"

"But... it really looks the same as Yi Jinli." The girl said timidly.

The four of them looked at each other, their faces pale...

———

Ling Yiran looked at the man in front of him and slurped, "Thank you just now."

"Why don't you ask for help?" he stared at her and suddenly asked.

"I thought you could not beat them, so I felt that there was no need to be unlucky if there was one more person." She said.

He didn't say anything else, but walked to the other side and sat down with his back against the wall.

This person... won't go home? The weather nowadays, the temperature will drop by minus ten degrees Celsius at night. If I stay here all night, I don't know if this man can still live tomorrow morning!

Thinking that the other party had saved her just now, Ling Yiran raised her foot and walked towards the other party.

"Aren't you going back yet? Where is your family? Do you have a contact number? I can call you and ask your family to pick you up." Ling Yiran said in front of the man.

The other party slowly raised his head, and his pair of peach blossom eyes with a touch of dead silence looked at her again, but he still did not answer her words.

Ling Yiran suddenly felt silent.

For a moment, she seemed to see how she was in prison.

At that time, everything was dark for her. Even if she was alive, she would just live without hope.

"If you have no place to go, then go with me." This sentence came out of her mouth.

———

Ling Yiran never expected that he would dare to take a strange man back to his residence under impulse.

Maybe it was because this man saved her, or... this man made her feel as if she had seen herself who had been in prison.

"This is where I live. If you don't mind, then I'll help you lay a mat on the floor to sleep later." Ling Yiran said.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Ling Yiran took out a new towel and a new toothbrush and handed it to the other party, "You can go to the bathroom to wash, but I don't have clothes for you here. Don't get wet on your clothes later."

When the man entered the bathroom, Ling Yiran began to lay out the mat and took out a spare quilt.

This rental house is not big, with a flat area of ​​about ten square meters. It is a small room with an independent bathroom.

When the man came out, he was still wearing his original clothes, but his hair was wet, and he obviously had over-washed.

Seeing the man's hair that was still a little dripping with water, Ling Yiran picked up a towel and said, "Bend your back."

The other party looked at her steadily.

"I just want to help you wipe your hair, without any other malice," she said. "Your hair is so wet, and you won't wipe it dry, and you're prone to colds."

His eyes fixedly looked at her, and after a while, he said, "Do you care about me?" The cold voice sounded very nice.

"Yes." Ling still did not avoid the other party's sight, "Since I brought you back, I don't want you to get sick."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly bent down.

Ling Yiran covered his hair with a towel and wiped it, "What's your name?"

After a long silence, he finally spit out two words, "A Jin."

"A Jin." Ling Yiran was pronounced with this name. It should be a nickname. "My name is Ling Yiran. Where do you live, where are your family?"

"I don't have family," he said.

Her movements suddenly stopped. Is he alone? That's why he was left on the street?

And although she has family, she is like she has no family. The only difference is that she also rented such a place to stay.

"Then it seems we are quite similar." She smiled bitterly and continued to wipe his hair.

When her hair was almost wiped, she put down the towel and helped him comb his hair with a comb.

When his bangs were combed back and his full forehead was exposed, Ling still realized that he was actually better than she thought.

The delicate facial features have three-dimensional depth that is rare in oriental people, especially his eyes. Looking at her at this moment, it is not as empty as before, as if there is a hint of exploration.
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