His tension, his actions, stirred Xin Xiaoxiao’s calm heart once again.
It was as if ripples were spreading across the lake of her heart.
She grinned, playfully smiling back at him, "I just bumped my forehead and chest on a lamppost, it’s nothing at all."
As she spoke, she spread her arms and spun around twice on the spot, looking full of energy.
The smile on her face was even more dazzling than the scorching sun on a midsumr’s day. Xiang Yiqing looked at her, her bright eyes, her lively figure.
Listening to her crisp voice.
Finally, he could let his heart be at ease.
Yet his face hadn’t completely regained its color, still ashen pale.
Noticing sothing was off, Xin Xiaoxiao stopped smiling, lifted her small face, and looked at Xiang Yiqing’s complexion, concerned, she asked, "Why do you look so unwell? Are you sick?"
As she asked, she reached out to touch Xiang Yiqing’s forehead.
At this mont, Qiu Yang walked over and said to her, "Just now, a call ca from your number to Dr. Xiang, saying you were in a car accident, and asked Dr. Xiang to transfer 20,000 yuan for surgery fees. Dr. Xiang was scared stiff."
The tone and expression on her face still showed lingering fear.
Upon hearing this, Xin Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but curse, "Damn those heartless robbers, cursing to get into a car accident. I hope they never have a climax in their life."
Her bag was snatched by them, losing so much cash, her phone, and jewelry, and it wasn’t enough—they had to call her friend to extort him too, really taking inch by inch.
Xiang Yiqing: "..."
He was scared half to death, while she was hopping around like nothing happened.
All’s well, that should be well.
He was really scared just now.
"Give your phone, I need to call the police."
Xin Xiaoxiao cursed a few more tis in anger, then asked Xiang Yiqing for his phone to report to the police, seething, she said, "I have to find those arrogant robbers, curse them face to face for a few days and nights."
Xiang Yiqing: "..."
Qiu Yang: "..."
Is she planning to pay back tenfold?
Xiang Yiqing was speechless for a while, then said to Xin Xiaoxiao, "Instead of calling the police, you might as well find Ji Chicheng. He could probably help you locate the person who stole your wallet faster than the police could."
When it cos to finding people and gathering intelligence, Charles would be his first choice, and second would be Ji Chicheng.
So, they are father and son.
Upon hearing this, Xin Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Then hurry and give the phone, I’ll call my ex-boyfriend to help ."
There’s no precedent with forr boyfriends, he’s married, and she’s about to get engaged, yet she’s so inappropriate.
Xiang Yiqing could pick out a hundred flaws in Xin Xiaoxiao’s behavior, frowning, he asked, "Do you think you have more sway with him than ?"
Such ingratitude!
She asks him for help, when has he ever refused?
The only ti he didn’t was when she asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend at her father’s court victory celebration.
"But you didn’t say you’d help." Xin Xiaoxiao pouted, then puffed out her cheeks.
She watched as Xiang Yiqing unlocked his phone and dialed Ji Chicheng’s number, listening with her own ears as he asked Ji Chicheng to help find the robber who took her bag.
After hanging up, Xiang Yiqing said to Xin Xiaoxiao, "He’s already on it for you."
"Thank you, Brother Xiang."
Xin Xiaoxiao quickly scooted over to Xiang Yiqing, reached out, and hugged his neck, "How should I repay you? How about with..."
Guessing what she was about to say next, Xiang Yiqing hurriedly interrupted her, "Go wash your sleeve."
Sleeve? Xin Xiaoxiao raised her arm and looked at her sleeve, only to realize there was blood on it.
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