ngYao was beyond angry upon realizing that Li ZiChen hadn’t kept Ailin around him simply because she was useful. He was pissed to find out that the toy he had taken a great interest in had been stolen by soone else. He clenched his fist while the bald Boss Yang look at him with his eyes narrowed. He thought that the young master Jiang ngYao despise Jiang Ailin. It’s known that Jiang ngYao’s face would always darken when anyone speak about AiLin and he would always tell to other people of AiLin’s "true nature" at ho where she would hurt people easily if she ever feels offended by their words or actions.
That was why Boss Yang couldn’t understand why Jiang ngYao seed so pissed off that soone love AiLin, as if he couldn’t bear seeing soone liking her more than him.
"I thought you hate her," said Boss Yang with great interest.
"Hate?" Jiang ngYao crossed his arms, "Is there anyone who truly hate their own toys?"
"Is that why you have called to my Boss? So he would send here to check whether that woman is Jiang AiLin, your late younger sister?"
Though Boss Yang had guessed it right, Jiang ngYao didn’t confirm it outright. He stared at Boss Yang with wordless grin before he looked again at AiLin and Li ZiChen who had left the hotel and then narrowed his eyes, "The papers told that they are two different people but I’m certain they are the sa people."
Looking at Jiang ngYao, Boss Yang humd in a low voice, "I tested her earlier but as I have told you, she didn’t slip out as soone similar to Jiang AiLin. Then why don’t you try another thod?"
"And what thod do you suggest?" Jiang ngYao wasn’t a fool, in fact, he had many ideas from forcefully having Ailin speak out who she truly is to torturing her ntally or physically like he had done in the past. He would have, but he couldn’t. All because Li ZiChen who had stuck like a glue beside AiLin. Tonight was particularly lucky for them but that was their only chance, Jiang ngYao could feel Li ZiChen whose protection would be even worse than before.
"Easy," sang Boss Yang. He had been living in the underworld, thus all the evil thods run through his head as if it was his second nature. He had a wild grin on his face as he snapped his finger, "Doesn’t she have anything that would prove her as Jiang AiLin? Scars can fade after six years but what about birthmarks? Her attitude toward certain things maybe?"
Jiang ngYao narrowed his eyes, suddenly as if rembering sothing his eyes glimred with a twisted delight. He looked back at Boss Yang and chuckled in a praise, "I can see why HangZhou really boast about you a lot."
Boss Yang grinned which pulled the strong muscles on his face as he shrugged his shoulders, "You can call up anyti you need an idea like these. Pay well and I can assure you I would do a great job," then the man pushed his business card into Jiang ngYao’s chest pocket, making his way out of the hotel as he saw Li ZiChen’s n had multiplied inside the hotel to gather all the evidence like a moth to a fla.
Jiang ngYao then stared at AiLin from afar before he pressed his phone texting soone he knew well who would help him.
anwhile AiLin was on her bed back in Li ZiChen’s house. She was plopped on the bed with her front pressed on the bed and the doctor from the last ti had ca to address her wound on her back. The doctor upon seeing her, imdiately sighed, the type of a sigh a parent would show when seeing their successful child doing sothing so stupid that had caused them to be hurt instead.
AiLin felt embarrassed as the doctor had also heard about her bad habit of drinking dicine like it was a candy.
After he was done, the old doctor stared at Li ZiChen wordlessly, scolding him with his gaze. He would almost yell at the boy he had taken care since child, asking him ’Why would you let her get this hurt when I have warned you of her self destructive tendencies?!’
Li ZiChen didn’t reply as he also looked regretful. The doctor didn’t say much after seeing the expression. He removed his gloves and sighed while looking at Ailin, "You are still severely underweight Miss AiLin. Underweight! Lack of sleep! Dehydrated! Only heaven knows how you’re still standing."
"Because I stood with my legs?" AiLin blurted without thinking to receive a light hit on her head.
Li ZiChen frowned to the doctor who glared back at him in a lesson. As he was older and soone who was akin to a grandpa to Li ZiChen, he couldn’t do much but frown at the doctor’s behavior.
"Miss AiLin," said the doctor with his lips pressed downward, "I want to suggest you to a therapy session."
"What? No." She didn’t think twice before rejecting and saw the old doctor’s eyes that seed to be filled with more regret.
"It is for your benefit."
"I’m not doing anything harmful to myself."
"No but you deliberately try not to protect yourself from danger either," said the doctor.
Defeated by his words, AiLin was speechless. First Li ZiChen and now the doctor. Why does everyone think she’s ntally ill?
"I won’t go," she answered before pushing her face on the pillow.
The doctor and Li ZiChen shared glances to each other. Li ZiChen then shook his head, telling him that he had tried to persuade her but only received the sa answer.
"If you go," said the doctor, "You can prove to that you’re not ill and are in need of help."
She turned her face slightly but not at the doctor, rather at Li ZiChen who was staring at her with his face colored in worry and concern, seeing that face from him made her heart ache as if she had done him wrong. She stuffed her face to the pillow and shook her head but she relented slightly, "I’ll think about it..."
The doctor smiled, "Thinking is good, that is enough for now. Miss AiLin I want you to also know that now you have a lot of people who cares about you."
AiLin could only answer the doctor in silence, questioning what he was talking about as there still not even a handful of people who truly care about her...
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