Beijing-Hong Kong Affair

Chapter 2: The Cowherd is Good at What He Does

The hundred thousand worth of Condi spilled on the ground, and the red liquid rushed towards Lin Xian like a winding poisonous snake.

Cold tears slid down her face. She had never thought that Chen Ji, who had treated her so kindly in the past, would think of her like this behind her back.

lover.

Just a lover?
Her dream is to be a doctor who saves lives, not a little canary kept at home.

Chen Ji, the man she had admired for a long time, the man she wanted to catch at all costs, actually said such cold words to a strange woman while hugging her.

It was as if he had stabbed a sharp knife into his own heart.

The pain is excruciating.

Eight years of acquaintance is like a broken bottle of red wine, with serious cracks.

The shards of glass scratched the back of Lin Xian's hand. Chen Ji's eyes stayed on Lin Xian, and his tone was cold, "You, raise your head."

Lin Xian ignored her, hurriedly picked up the broken glass on the ground, and ran out with her head down.

Chen Ji put the cigarette in the ashtray, stared at the mess of red wine on the floor, frowning slightly.

He swiped open his phone. His little follower, who used to be eager to share all his daily updates with him, didn't even send him a birthday wish.

Why did he feel a little panicked for no reason?
Just a poor little creature adopted by the Chen family.

As long as he acted casually, Lin Xian would be open-hearted to him.

I guess he's working part-time, so he doesn't have time to send messages.

Chen Ji put down his phone and said to the person next to him: "Mr. Jiang will also come tonight. Ask Vivian to replace someone more eye-catching. The one just now..."

Chen Ji paused for a moment. The figure just now seemed inexplicably familiar.

There seems to be a small mole at the base of her thumb.

Chen Ji suddenly stood up and walked out.
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In the corridor, Lin Xian rushed out of the door and ran into a strong embrace.

She had used up all her strength to run out, and the collision dislocated her jaw. The pain was so severe that tears welled up in her eyes.

A pair of exquisite leather shoes appeared in front of him, and the man asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

This voice belonged to the man in the elevator just now.

Lin Xian raised her head and glanced at him.

The man in front of him had deep eyebrows, a sharp and exquisite jawline, sharp facial lines, and handsome features that exuded a calm temperament, like a carefully crafted work of art. He was dressed in a luxurious black suit, his shirt collar was buttoned tightly, and his Adam's apple was prominent on his slender neck.

The whole person exudes a noble and calm temperament.

She didn't have time to think about why this person was here and pointed to her chin.

The man frowned, "Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

Because of her social anxiety, Lin Xian never spoke a word to strangers, but at this moment, she really didn't want to stay here for another second.

Lin Xian shouted incoherently: "If something happens, you have to take responsibility."

The gentleman supported her and said in a low and elegant voice, "Okay."

Lin Xian opened her mouth and couldn't close it. Tears welled up in her eyes due to the pain, but she was stubborn and refused to cry.

When Chen Ji walked out, he saw a man leaving with the waiter in his arms. He shook his head and returned to the box.

He's just a waiter, why is he so nervous?

It’s impossible that the little follower came running over.

Besides, where does she get the money? She should still be working part-time to earn tuition fees at this time.

Lin Xian originally wanted to leave with the man, but suddenly remembered that her bag was still in the lounge, so she quickly turned back.

Vivian pointed at her and yelled, "Stupid girl! Stand still! Can you afford to pay for offending Master Chen?"

Outside the lounge door, a man's steady voice sounded: "How much compensation?"

"A bottle of Conti costs 10, carpet cleaning costs 1, and mental damages, a total of..."

Lin Xian took this opportunity to grab her backpack and ran to the door.

Only then did Vivian see the man at the door clearly and she immediately shut up, too nervous to speak.

Lin Xian pushed the man out. She just wanted to leave quickly.

Chen Ji is so rich, he should not care about the hundreds of thousands of dollars.

At worst, she can make money to compensate later.

Seeing the dull look on the man next to her, Lin Xian pushed his arm through his clothes, signaling him to hurry up.

The man frowned slightly, but didn't say much. He led Lin Xian to another elevator, swiped his card, and pressed the basement level. After entering the elevator, Lin Xian saw herself in the mirror, her mouth wide open, and her image was really not very good.

She took out a tissue from her backpack, turned her face and wiped the saliva that accidentally spilled out.

It's so embarrassing.

She had never been so embarrassed.

In front of a stranger, with mouth open and drooling.

Like a mentally retarded person.

Lin Xian didn't dare to look at the man again.

Until the man patted her shoulder gently and said, "I'll take care of it for you first, and then take you to the hospital."

When Lin Xian turned around, a button of her ill-fitting shirt accidentally broke.

It seems that spring is about to come.

She lowered her eyes and covered her chest, so nervous that she couldn't utter a word.

Just now, in order to escape the scene, she actually dared to follow this stranger.

Is it possible that only when I reach the most stressful moment can I stimulate my potential and stop becoming socially anxious?

A suit was suddenly put on his body, carrying a unique masculine vibe.

Lin Xian looked up.

The man in front of her had a gentle attitude and gentlemanly movements. He helped her hold her clothes tight to avoid exposing herself.

In fact, she was a little confused at first.

Why do men in Hong Kong still like to wear formal clothes in such hot weather?

Is it because the rich woman likes it?

The man said gently: "It hurts a little, can you bear it?"

Lin Xian stopped her wild thoughts and nodded.

There was a crackling sound.

Her jaw was reset and she is now pain free.

Lin Xian herself studied medicine, so she naturally knew that this method was not that simple.

Is a gigolo so awesome?
It seems that the gigolos in this port city not only have to be good-looking, but also have to be an all-rounder in order to serve rich women.

Lin Xian only realized now that something was wrong.

The man speaks Mandarin very well and Cantonese very well.

Where is he from?

She just said she wanted him to take responsibility because she was short of money. If she needed to see a doctor, she would have no money.

The man standing next to Lin Xian was Jiang Yunian, who came to attend Chen Ji’s birthday party.

But before he could even enter the door, he ran into Lin Xian and made such a fuss.

Seeing Lin Xian's troubled expression, Jiang Yunian pressed on, "Excuse me, are you feeling unwell anywhere else? We'll go to the hospital later and get checked out."

Lin Xian wiped her face and shook her head, "No, thank you."

She is fine now, so it’s better not to cause trouble to others.

It's not easy to make a living.

It took two hours to accompany me to the hospital and back. How much money did he lose?

Jiang Yunian frowned and stared at her hands.

"But your hand is injured. You'd better go to the hospital."

Lin Xian took out a bandage from her bag, bandaged it skillfully, and waved at him, "It's okay now."

Jiang Yunian frowned slightly.

The girl in front of me had slightly red eyes. She was a typical avoidant personality, cautious, timid and afraid of things. She was not willing to trouble others at all.

Seeing her smile through tears, Jiang Yunian felt an inexplicable strange emotion surge in his heart.

"Do you know Chen Ji? Do you need me to call him?"

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