Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

Ning Xi walked out of the police station, a smile finally appearing on her face.

She reported the case to the police station in a timely manner, the evidence was complete, and the situation is still optimistic.

She felt that the police officers' ideological education was very effective and that the anti-fraud videos were very useful.

Her current level of awareness is as high as it can get.

Most importantly, there is hope of recovering this money!

She's penniless now; she has to split every penny she earns into three pieces.

When she returned to her neighborhood, she was even a little reluctant to take the bus.

The scorching midday sun made her take a break to save on bus fare.

If she walks back, her knees won't be able to take it, and she might even get heatstroke.

That would cost more money.

Ning Xi boarded the bus, drenched in sweat.

Seeing others drinking iced Americano on the bus, she swallowed hard, feeling that even her own saliva tasted more bitter than the iced Americano.

Ning Xi endured her hunger and thirst and got off the train at her stop.

She bought a 500ml bottle of oil, five tubes of noodles, a tray of eggs, and a large bunch of discounted cabbage at a fresh food supermarket outside her residential area.

She didn't skimp on the money for light soy sauce and dark soy sauce.

Last night's plain noodles with only salt left her traumatized.

After paying, Ning Xi pursed her dry, chapped lips.

Both her hands were full of things, and she walked and rested intermittently.

By the time she got home, it was almost one o'clock, past lunchtime.

She sorted and put away the things she bought in the kitchen.

He Kezhou often cooks at home and has simple kitchen utensils.

Ning Xi cooked herself a big bowl of egg and vegetable noodles.

She was so hungry all morning that she practically ate the bowl along with it.

She poured the last bit of broth from the pot into a bowl and drank it all up.

She went into the room and started the quick wash cycle on the sheets that He Kezhou had thrown into the washing machine last night.

When people are so poor they can barely afford to eat, they will try every means to make money.

Ning Xi thought of the packages the original owner hadn't had time to open yet, and the genuine Carryall bag in the room.

She has local secondhand goods groups and luxury goods groups in her WeChat contacts.

She returned all the packages that could be returned because of her high credit score on shopping websites. Once the packages were picked up, they were usually returned instantly, except for large items that required waiting for them to be returned for inspection before a refund could be issued.

The Carryall bag, which the original owner cherished and only occasionally carried out, was in 95% new condition.

As soon as she posted it, people added her as a friend, asking about the price and whether it was genuine.

The original owner bought this bag by saving money for half a year and using a credit card at the store.

It's true.

In the end, the bag sold for 15,000 yuan.

The buyer arrived an hour later.

Ning Xi was amazed by the speed of the buyers.

Looking at the money she had received, she turned on the air conditioner in the living room.

She had no money, and it was so hot that she didn't dare turn on the air conditioner.

The electricity bill for this month has not yet been paid.

After paying the electricity bill, she bought two electric fans on JD.com.

After paying off her credit card, Ning Xi looked at her balance, went straight out the door, and didn't even turn off the air conditioner.

Half an hour later, she returned home carrying heavy supplies, enjoying the cool air conditioning, and felt so happy she wanted to cry.

She crammed the refrigerator's crisper compartment with eggs and fruits and vegetables.

The phone that was lying to the side rang once.

Ning Xi picked up her phone.

It's a reminder that your phone bill is about to run out.

Ning Xi slumped on the sofa. "Tomorrow, I'll top up my phone credit tomorrow."

She sent He Kezhou a message, asking him what time he would be home that night.

She prepared dinner and waited for him to come back so they could eat together.

This is her first step in preparing to ease tensions between them.

The message was sent, but there has been no reply.

Ning Xi pictured the car dealership where He Kezhou went to work.

There, the entire street is lined with car repair shops.

Linli Street is located in the old town area of ​​the new city.

The setting sun painted half the sky red, casting its light on the storefronts along the street.

Each car dealership's signboard was illegible, and their equipment was increasingly outdated.

Three months ago, the largest auto repair shop, which occupied three storefronts, was taken over by someone else.

Nobody had high hopes for the young owner who had just taken over the car dealership.

The car dealership's business had already been nearly ruined by the owner's son.

The new boss doesn't seem like he's cut out for business.

At first glance, you can tell he's from a wealthy family. He's probably never experienced hardship and is out here to experience it.

The new boss laid off all the long-time employees, leaving only a young man from out of town who had just joined the dealership.

Men are taciturn; they just work silently every day.

Three months ago, a young, pretty boy driving a supercar suddenly appeared at the auto repair shop that originally had only one owner and one employee.

The pretty boy begged and pleaded to stay, saying he wanted to invest.

The boss sprayed him out with a high-pressure water gun.

The young man couldn't get into the car dealership, so he carried a tent out of his car and stayed outside.

Undeterred by wind and rain, I stayed in the tent for a week. Finally, through sheer shamelessness, I managed to stay.

Everyone was pessimistic, but people just have to prove themselves.

The defunct car dealership was actually revived.

Business is booming every day.

It's no wonder that the children of the wealthy have it so much easier to do business than ordinary people like them.

Sure enough, around 3 p.m. this afternoon, another young man in a luxury car came to "Xiao Meng's Auto Repair" and practically knelt down to kowtow to the boss at the door.

The owner of the car dealership next door munched on a chilled watermelon, blaming his lack of business entirely on these rich kids who were experiencing life and competing with ordinary people for their business.

Before this group of people arrived, his shop could still get some car wash business, including fine and regular washes.

Now, all the car washes have moved to the one next door.

Furthermore, there are wealthy women who drive luxury cars, even though there are absolutely no problems with the cars, insisting that there are.

What were they after? They were after the faces of those three young men.

What technology do these three young men know?

Sooner or later, problems will arise.

Just then, the young man driving the luxury car that the boss next door had been muttering about stood with his hands on his hips under the roller shutter, pointing at the "Xiao Meng Auto Repair" sign and lamenting, "Brother Zhen, you can't think you're destined to be here just because it's also called Xiao Meng. You've been holed up in this godforsaken place for three months, look at yourself, you're neither human nor ghost."

"They just throw away their perfectly good family business like that. And if they're going to give up their family business, fine, but why do they just abandon their friends like that too?"

"So what if you got dumped by a woman? When have you ever lacked women? I'm telling you this now, Zhen-ge, I'll find you any kind of woman you want!"

Meng Yizhen slid under the car, his wrench caught on a bolt, and with a sudden burst of strength, his veins bulged. Oil dripping from the chassis nearly got into his eyes, but he turned his head to avoid it.

The young man didn't care that Meng Yizhen ignored him, and kept talking non-stop.

A tall man wearing a black vest and camouflage pants put down the car polishing work he was doing. "Fei'er, when you're done nagging, move your crap car away. It's blocking our business."

Chen Xufei clutched his chest, thoroughly angered by Zhou Zhishui.

His car is brand new! Brand new!

"Zhou Zhishui, our elder brother sent us here to persuade people, not to join him in his corrupt practices."

"Pah, pah, we're not asking you to aid and abet evil."

"Pah, pah, pah, it's not about us—"

Zhou Zhishui went to the adjacent washing workshop, took the water gun from He Kezhou's hand, and sprayed Chen Xufei with it.

If you can't use idioms properly, then don't fucking use them.

Nagging is annoying.

Zhou Zhishui gave Chen Xufei a cold look, but grinned at He Kezhou with a bright white smile, his voice ingratiating: "Brother Zhou, your phone just rang twice. Go reply to the message and take a break. I'll wash the car."

Chen Xufei screamed as the high-pressure water gun sprayed him, "Zhou Zhishui, when did you start fawning over anyone other than Brother Zhen?"

Zhou Zhishui secretly glanced at Zhen Ge, who was digging under his own car to repair it.

After looking at it for a while, he stopped feeling sorry for it.

They even thought it was perfectly normal for the boss to fix the car himself.

Too busy, not too busy at all.

He couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Chen Xufei.

His fawning over He Kezhou was a source of deep conscience.

Therefore, the only option is to try to atone for one's sins as much as possible.

Three months ago, instead of being bored and registering Heartbeats on He Kezhou's phone, he took it upon himself to help him match with a lover using the app.

He Kezhou wouldn't engage in online dating.

Life isn't so miserable now.

He Kezhou finally remembered his phone, which had been silent for almost the entire day.

He went next door and picked up the phone that was charging on the cardboard box.

The phone is fully charged.

There were no missed calls.

He opened WeChat.

In WeChat, Ning Xi is the only one pinned to the top.

The pinned profile picture has one unread message.

It was sent six minutes ago.

XiXi NaiFu: [What time do you get off work today?]

This was the first time he didn't reply to Ning Xi's message immediately, and Ning Xi didn't send another message or call to question him.

Zhou Zhishui moved closer to He Kezhou, "The check-in team is here?"

He was puzzled that He Kezhou hadn't been checked up on or harassed by Ning Xi's phone calls today.

And just like that, what I wished for came true.