Beijing-Hong Kong Affair

Chapter 54 Flattered
Jiang Yunian had taken off his shirt at some point, and Lin Xian's back was firmly against his abdominal muscles.

When she felt the hard touch, Lin Xian was stunned for three seconds.

Want to escape quickly.

Unexpectedly, before she could get up, Jiang Yunian put his hand on her waist.

The breath was behind my ears, and the heat spread from my waist to my whole body.

If this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later.

Lin Xian stretched out her hand to push away Jiang Yunian's big hand, gently rolled, and slid to the side of the bed.

Her movements were very light, but Jiang Yunian woke up instantly after she left his arms.

"Ah Xian, where are you going?"

Lin Xian had just slipped out of bed, but when she heard Jiang Yunian's voice, she lost her balance and knelt beside the bed.

She looked up at Jiang Yunian and replied awkwardly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She was too tired yesterday and slept very deeply.

She didn't notice at all when Jiang Yunian squeezed into the same bed with her.

It seems that Jiang Yunian should have gotten up and taken a shower.

But I didn't notice any movement at all.

After closing the bathroom door, Lin Xian looked at herself in the mirror and slapped her face hard.

What on earth was she thinking yesterday? She actually thought that they could live in peace just by sleeping separately.

How to explain this situation now?

It would not be surprising if something happened between a man and a woman sleeping in the same bed.

Although she is dressed neatly now, Jiang Yunian might think she did it on purpose.

Lin Xian just felt that she had no way to defend herself.

Forget it, I’ll file for divorce today.

Let’s not meet again in the future.

She took her time washing up and went out.

Jiang Yunian has already changed his clothes.

"Ah Xian, thank you for taking care of me last night. Without you, I might not be able to get up today."

Lin Xian stood far away from him, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

Jiang Yunian smiled bitterly: "I don't remember. I seldom drink liquor. I didn't expect it to have such a strong aftereffect. The last thing I remember was that I vomited on my windbreaker."

"Well, you threw up, and I have to go do the laundry."

Jiang Yunian's eyes darkened, "It's already like that, can't you just not give up?"

Lin Xian shook her head. "This dress is not cheap. You can still wear it after washing it."

Jiang Yunian strode forward and threw the windbreaker directly into the trash can.

"It's my fault. You don't need this men's version. I'll take you to buy the women's version."

Jiang Yunian grabbed Lin Xian's hand without saying anything.

How could his Ah Xian wear a man's clothes?

Jiang Yunian didn't ask who the clothes belonged to.

I already knew the answer in my heart.

Although she said that she let go of Chen Ji.

But all signs indicate that she cares about Chen Ji.

Jiang Yunian can only use time to exchange for sincerity.

After buying clothes in the mall, Lin Xian received a call.

"Hey, little girl, do you remember me? You saved the guy yesterday. I'll host a dinner for you at home at noon today. Please give me some favors."

"Grandpa, no need, that's what I should do."

"I had a doctor check my body yesterday. If it weren't for you, I might not have survived. So I must thank you. Where are you? I'll ask my driver to pick you up."

Lin Xian couldn't resist the old man's enthusiasm and told him the address of the shopping mall.

"Doctor Jiang, I won't be eating lunch with you later."

Jiang Yunian was right next to her, so he naturally heard her talking on the phone, "Well, I'm going to see a friend at noon, please be careful."

The two people parted at the entrance of the shopping mall.

Lin Xian looked at Jiang Yunian's back and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Why does Jiang Yunian’s back feel a little desolate?

Autumn in the north is dry and cold. The cold wind blew into her neck, and Lin Xian couldn't help but pull her coat tighter.

I don’t know if Jiang Yunian did it on purpose or not, but he insisted on choosing a couple’s pair with her.

The moment the two of them put on their windbreakers at the same time, the sales girl kept praising them for being a good match.

It seems that I didn't have the time to talk about the divorce that I should have mentioned.

Lin Xian waited for about ten minutes and saw a Hongqi car coming towards her from a distance. The driver opened the door for her enthusiastically.

Lin Xian took a quick glance and saw the words "National Gift" clearly written on the rear of the car.

"Mr. Lin specifically instructed us to treat Miss well. Please take a seat, Miss."

Lin Xian thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."

The driver had followed Mr. Lin for many years and had met many important people. He had some liking for this thin little girl.

"Is Miss Lin from Beijing?"

"um, yes."

"Mr. Lin went to Hong Kong this time to meet an old friend. He did not bring a doctor with him on his personal trip. It was a special fate that he met Ms. Lin."

Only at this moment did Lin Xian deeply feel the importance of the big shot Chen Ji mentioned.

Just looking at this car, the interior is low-key and luxurious, but you can intuitively feel its nobility.

Half an hour later, the car stopped steadily outside a large courtyard. The driver rolled down the window and greeted the guard at the gate.

The guard saluted with a standard military salute, the gate opened, and the car slowly drove into the yard.

"Ms. Lin, Mr. Lin hasn't entertained guests at home for many years. This is the first time since his retirement."

Lin Xian felt flattered to be able to enter such a place in her lifetime.

Normally this is a place that ordinary people cannot get close to, but now she drove straight in.

The further you drive in, the more isolated you are from the hustle and bustle of the city and the quieter you feel.

There were several independent small courtyards not far away, and the driver drove the car into the building in the middle.

"Ms. Lin, we're here. Mr. Lin is already waiting for you inside."

"Thank you."

Lin Xian bowed respectfully.

Although Lin Xian is socially anxious, at times like this, she has a calmness that ordinary people cannot match.

At this time, she followed the driver, walked across the yard and entered the gate.

"Mr. Lin, the person has been picked up."

"Please come in quickly."

The old man called Mr. Lin was in good spirits, completely different from when he had an attack yesterday, and he spoke with full energy.

There were already several people standing in the room, nodding to Lin Xian in a friendly manner.

"These are all my family members, and they said they want to thank you."

Lin Xian's palms were slightly sweaty. Facing the group of people, she nodded slightly and said, "Hello, everyone."

She didn't actually look at other people's faces on purpose. She turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, I just came here to talk to your doctor. You don't need to eat."

Elder Lin had a kind face and advised: "Child, it's time for dinner. There's no reason for you not to eat. Let's talk about other things after dinner."

Lin Xian replied in a low voice: "I'm just not used to eating with so many strangers."

Elder Lin laughed, "Okay, if you think there are too many people, I'll let them go."

Lin Xian didn't expect the old man to be so direct. He told people to leave without leaving a single one behind.

In the huge restaurant, they were the only two people sitting opposite each other.

"The kitchen specially made the chicken stew with ginkgo nuts. Try it and see how it tastes."

Lin Xian took a look and found the soup clear with almost no oil droplets. She took a sip and the fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth.

“It tastes great, light but very fragrant.”

Mr. Lin clasped his hands together, resting them on his chin, and looked at Lin Xian carefully.

I always feel that this little girl looks familiar.

Lin Xian raised her eyes and saw a string of Buddhist beads on his exposed wrist.

She once had a string of Buddhist beads exactly the same as this one.

After she came out of the orphanage, Qiongying said she would keep it for her and never took it back.

Lin Xian was full of doubts. After careful consideration, she asked, "Grandpa, can I ask what material this string of Buddhist beads in your hand is made of?"

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