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Chapter 117 I gave you face

Zhao Qingqing smiled faintly at Feng Lin and said nothing. She handed the doll costume to the clerk, took the money and left.

Feng Lin picked up the milk tea and walked out, side by side with Zhao Qingqing.

"Why... why did you come to Yun City?"

Zhao Qingqing took off the rubber band from her wrist and tied her hair into a single ponytail.

"The wages in Yun City are high." Feng Lin took a sip of milk tea and asked with a smile: "On the other hand, you are an undergraduate, so why did you initiate the flyer?"

"I have a day off today, and odd jobs are also money."

Zhao Qingqing raised the fifty yuan in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Feng Lin smiled and nodded, finished the milk tea and threw it into the trash can next to him, "What are you working on recently?"

"Ordinary office workers are also preparing for the civil service examination."

Zhao Qingqing pursed her lips and showed a smile.

"How is uncle now?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"he……"

Zhao Qingqing's expression froze, and unknowingly, tears appeared in her eyes, "He is dead."

Feng Lin was stunned. He once helped him see a doctor and remembered that his body had recovered.

I didn’t expect that fate plays tricks on people.

"Half a year ago, my dad's old habit relapsed. In the past two years since I graduated, the twenty or thirty thousand I had saved was of no use at all."

"I searched all over the world for you, but couldn't find you. In the end, I had no choice. I went to Li Lei to borrow money, but in the end the hospital still couldn't cure you."

Zhao Qingqing wiped her tears as she spoke, but she couldn't stop her tears at all.

Feng Lin finally understood, no wonder Zhao Qingqing came to Li Lei.

Before, he was surprised that the other party was not the kind of person who only cares about money.

I remember that Zhao Qingqing only had a father. Now that her father is dead, she is now alone.

"I broke up with her. After my father died, I tried to date him for a few months, but I found that he and I were really not suitable."

Zhao Qingqing suddenly stopped and looked up at Feng Lin, as if to remind him.

"Well, I heard about it."

Feng Lin nodded slightly.

Zhao Qingqing wiped her tears with her sleeves, "Do you know why he is anxious to marry me? Because I made it very clear that I will only agree to that kind of thing if I get married."

Feng Lin took out a handkerchief from his body, handed it to Zhao Qingqing, and asked with a smile: "Where is your home? Take me to sit with you?"

"good."

Zhao Qingqing took the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. After wiping, she looked at the handkerchief. It seemed to be silk and pure white.

"Did your girlfriend give this to you?" Zhao Qingqing asked enviously.

"No, I gave it to you."

Feng Lin shook his head. This was Sikong Jin's handkerchief. He had a lot of these things on him.

One thing that surprised Feng Lin was that a very sloppy person like Sikong Jin also had mysophobia.

"How are you and your girlfriend doing?"

Zhao Qingqing folded the handkerchief, put it in his pocket, lowered his head and asked.

"It's still the same." Feng Lin smiled lightly.

"You shouldn't be working. You obviously have such great medical skills, so you should be a doctor." Zhao Qingqing said, pointing to the six-story family building in the distance, "I currently live there."

Feng Lin followed Zhao Qingqing to the sixth floor. She opened the green door with peeling paint and led Feng Lin into a small partition.

For this family, the renter added some partition walls to divide a small house into four rooms.

Zhao Qingqing's room has the smallest partition, with only a bed, a shabby computer desk, and not even a wardrobe.

Feng Lin lightly knocked on the wall and found it was hollow.

The sound from the other side should be transmitted clearly.

"This place is small, but it's cheap, only 500 yuan a month."

Zhao Qingqing motioned for Feng Lin to sit on her bed, because there was really no other place to sit in such a small place.

"You really know how to live a good life."

Feng Lin nodded. He has seen a lot. Compared with the glamorous ones on the Internet, this is a standard wage earner.

Because most people will not post their unbearable real-life experiences online.

"I'm going to wash an apple for you."

Zhao Qingqing took out an apple from the grocery bag next to her. As soon as she walked out of the door, she met a man.

"Haha! Qingqing, you still smell so good today."

Afterwards, a short-haired man wearing earrings appeared at the door.

He was wearing short sleeves and could see a skull tattoo on his arm.

The other party also noticed Feng Lin and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Fuck! Qingqing, is this your boyfriend?"

Zhao Qingqing went to the nearby sink to wash an apple, and said lightly: "You are my good friend."

"I was shocked. I thought my Qingqing had a boyfriend."

The man walked in with a smile, took an apple from the bag next to him very casually, and took a bite.

"your friend?"

Feng Lin frowned, this man was so rude.

"No, he and his girlfriend live in the innermost room." Zhao Qingqing explained and handed the apple to Feng Lin.

"Qingqing, don't you love me anymore? Aren't we friends?"

Liu Yongyong walked in with a smile.

"Can you go out? I'm chatting with my friend." Zhao Qingqing issued an eviction order.

"Hey! I won't go out."

Liu Yongyong ate an apple, showing two rows of yellow teeth.

When Feng Lin saw this, he came over and said, "Brother, our conversation is relatively private. You can go out."

"I won't leave."

Liu Yongyong had a cheeky smile on his face.

"I've given you face, don't be disrespectful." Feng Lin frowned.

"Damn it! You're scaring me!" Liu Yongyong was not afraid at all. He chuckled and said, "Do you know who I am?"

boom!

Feng Lin kicked Liu Yongyong in the stomach, and his figure flew out and hit the wall behind him.

"puff!"

The apples he chewed in his mouth spurted out, and he clutched his stomach and wailed on the ground in pain.

Feng Lin grabbed his neck, threw him out like a chicken, and then closed the door.

"Why do you live with people like this? Why don't you move out?"

"The rent here is cheap, and if I leave now, they won't refund the deposit. The contract I signed was a one-year contract."

Zhao Qingqing grabbed Feng Lin's arm anxiously, "You should leave quickly. He is a gangster nearby and knows many people."

"What will you do if I leave? Pack your things and I will find a place for you."

Feng Lin took a bite of the apple. Zhao Qingqing was a friend anyway, so he could help if he could.

I remember that she was very smart when she was in school, and Feng Lin was going to introduce her to Xu Ruoying's company for an interview.

"No need, this place is very close to where I work..."

"Pack your things and I'll introduce you to your new job."

Feng Lin interrupted Zhao Qingqing.

"oh."

Zhao Qingqing was forced to nod and start packing things.

boom!

Not long after, the door to the room was kicked open.

Liu Yongyong clutched his stomach and roared: "Boy, why don't you come out here!"

Behind him, there were several tattooed men.

"What are you doing? I called the police!"

Zhao Qingqing took out her cell phone and shouted.

"You dare to call the police, I will destroy this kid!" Liu Yongyong held a cigarette in his mouth, pointed at Feng Lin and sneered, "Qingqing, you saw it just now, it was this kid who hit me first!"

With that said, he walked towards Feng Lin.

"Don't hit him! I beg you, let him go." Zhao Qingqing shed tears and stood in front of Feng Lin, "Please."

"Qingqing, but I am full of anger right now! I have to release it. If my girlfriend doesn't come back today and sleeps with me, I will let her go."

Liu Yongyong smiled gloomily. In fact, he had already fallen in love with Zhao Qingqing, but he did not dare to show it.


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