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Chapter 43 The Strange Yang Xiaoxiao [Please Read On!]

Since that incident where he took out Angong Niuhuang Wan and a stack of US dollars in one day, the information he obtained in the following days consisted of nothing more than gossip about people around him and some worthless white-collar intelligence.

Sometimes, when Lin Qingsong sees something mentioned in intelligence reports that is too far removed from his own life, he is too lazy to even go there.

Having experienced earning 50,000 yuan a day, he figured a few dozen yuan wasn't worth wasting his time on.

After Xiang Jia helped him set up the shell company, Lin Qingsong also told Qi Nan about it.

Qi Nan seemed indifferent to this.

After all, doing deals privately is considered an unspoken rule in the industry.

As for Hecheng Advertising, the person in charge there said that they still need to go through the internal process for the cosmetics case, and they will contact Lin Qingsong after the process is completed.

On Monday, Qi told Lin Qingsong that her friend was almost done with her work and that he would probably start his escort job around Friday.

The next day.

Inside the office.

After stretching, Lin Qingsong turned to Yang Xiaoxiao beside him and said, "Old Yang, aren't you moving today? Let's leave early."

Yang Xiaoxiao told him last week that she was moving, and today he specifically told Qi Nan that he wanted to borrow the company's Wuling van.

"Let's go." Yang Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate and stood up, saying to Niu Hao, who was playing a game, "Old Niu, you can play by yourself. Old Lin and I are going back to move first."

"Do you need my help?" Niu Hao looked up and asked enthusiastically.

"No need." Yang Xiaoxiao smiled and pointed to Lin Qingsong beside her. "Old Lin is enough. Besides, I don't have that much stuff."

"Alright then." Niu Hao lowered his head again and continued playing his game.

But the next second his phone rang, and after glancing at the caller ID, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"Qianqian? What's wrong? What? He's coming to Shanghai? Where will he stay?"

By the time they heard Niu Hao's voice, Lin Qingsong and Yang Xiaoxiao had already left the office.

Once outside the door...

Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but gossip with Lin Qingsong: "Old Lin, could it be that Niu Hao's brother-in-law is coming to Shanghai?"

"Who knows?" Lin Qingsong glanced back at Niu Hao's excited expression and shook his head helplessly. "If he really marries that Qianqian, I think Old Niu will really turn into an old ox!"

He had already heard that Niu Hao had lent 100,000 yuan to his future brother-in-law a few days ago.

They're not even married yet, and the brother-in-law has already squeezed so much money out of his brother-in-law.

If they really get married, Niu Hao will probably be drained of all his energy.

"I don't know what Lao Niu is thinking." Although Yang Xiaoxiao is a woman, she can't stand that person named Qianqian. At the same time, she doesn't understand why Niu Hao is keeping this kind of woman around.

"Who knows? Maybe this is true love?" Lin Qingsong had actually tried to persuade Niu Hao once before, but Niu Hao wouldn't listen at all.

After that, he stopped interfering in Niu Hao's affairs.

Those who save themselves will be saved by Heaven; those who do not save themselves will find it difficult to be protected by Heaven.

He finally discovered it.

When it comes to flattery, Gao Xiaoxing has to step aside when he meets Niu Hao, since he's only spending time chasing after him and hasn't caught up yet.

But Niu Hao is different; he's practically bleeding himself dry to support his girlfriend's family!
Fortunately, their industry is lucrative, otherwise Niu Hao would probably have really had to bleed himself dry.

Hopefully, his efforts will truly pay off.

leave the company.

Lin Qingsong drove the company's Wuling van, and Yang Xiaoxiao arrived at her rented apartment, chatting and laughing all the way.

After about an hour of work, Lin Qingsong finally managed to pack all of Yang Xiaoxiao's belongings. Looking at the scattered items in the car, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but sigh, "Old Yang, you really have a lot of stuff. Some things that should be thrown away should be thrown away! Luckily, I'm driving a Wuling van; otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to fit everything."

"..." Yang Xiaoxiao said with a hint of embarrassment, "I've already lost quite a lot."

Then she picked up a piece of paper, looked at Lin Qingsong, and changed the subject, saying, "Old Lin, your chin is dripping with sweat, hurry up and wipe it off."

"I'm driving, let's talk later."

"Let me wipe it for you," Yang Xiaoxiao said, moving closer to the driver's seat and wiping the sweat from Lin Qingsong's face with a tissue.

Summer is hot enough, and with all that moving stuff, Lin Qingsong was already soaked in sweat.

His white undershirt, soaked with sweat, accentuated his muscles.

Men like to look at women, but women also like to look at men.

This subtle, ambiguous feeling is especially alluring.

As Yang Xiaoxiao wiped, her eyes slowly became fixed on Lin Qingsong, and she unconsciously swallowed.

I don't know why, but Lin Qingsong is just different from those muscular models.

She felt nothing when she looked at the models; it was as if she were looking at bullfrogs, and she even felt a little nauseous.

Looking at Lin Qingsong's muscles, one doesn't feel disgusted; in fact, there's an urge to touch them.

Fortunately, there was a red light ahead, and Lin Qingsong slammed on the brakes, which brought her back to her senses.

Touching her burning face, Yang Xiaoxiao felt extremely conflicted.

After arriving at their destination and completing the move, Lin Qingsong had a question in his mind. He noticed that Yang Xiaoxiao seemed a little strange.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with it.

"Old Yang, is something on your mind?" Lin Qingsong asked, sitting on Yang Xiaoxiao's bed and drinking a beverage he had just bought.

"Oh, what could I possibly be thinking about?" Yang Xiaoxiao said with a carefree attitude. "Maybe I'm just too tired?"

As she spoke, she teased Lin Qingsong, "Old Lin, are you tired? Do you want me to give you a massage?"

"Damn, you said it yourself, so of course I'm going to massage you!" Lin Qingsong wasn't going to take any chances and immediately lay down on Yang Xiaoxiao's blanket, his muffled voice coming from under the blanket: "Come on!"

"Okay, okay, you really want me to massage you, right!" Yang Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate and reached out to start massaging Lin Qingsong.

The two of them often went for massages and were quite familiar with some common techniques. Therefore, Lin Qingsong was surprised to find that Yang Xiaoxiao's massage skills were actually quite good.

After making a fuss for a while, Lin Qingsong tactfully indicated that he was going back.

Yang Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, only telling him to be careful on the road.

back home.

Lin Qingsong lay on the bed, pondering the strange things about Yang Xiaoxiao.

He had asked Gu Wen before, and Gu Wen said that Yang Xiaoxiao had no problems.

But he inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

After pondering for a while, he drifted off to sleep. When he woke up, he habitually opened the system to check the intelligence.

He initially thought that today's intelligence would be the same as before and wouldn't be of any value.

Unexpectedly, the first piece of information resolved his doubts.

Please read on, everyone! Could you please click to the end?

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