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Chapter 580 Teacher, Can I Steal Your Heart? (43)
Give what you want?

Li Cheng listened to the little girl's soft words, and read a trace of conviction and coldness from those bright eyes, without any other emotions.

There were only the two of them in the empty bathroom, and the faucet of the sink was still running, which was unexpectedly clear and loud.

The corner of Li Cheng's lips curled up, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the little girl had such a big tone, he wanted to see what she could give him in the end.

He agreed to the little girl's conditions, and at the same time was looking forward to the little girl's promise afterwards.

The two exchanged phone numbers, and Tu Zhimeng left the company after washing his shirt, while Li Cheng continued to play his role as a small employee as if nothing had happened.

Tu Zhimeng didn't go home directly, but went to the police station.

It was noon at the moment, and the people there looked very busy. Every desk was in a mess, with stacks of documents on it, and the people sitting in the seats were even talking on the phone while eating their boxed lunches.

"Miss, who are you looking for?" A girl in casual clothes came over with a stack of documents and asked Tu Zhimeng.

Tu Zhimeng smiled politely: "I'm looking for Police Officer Ling Xifanling."

"It just so happens that I want to deliver documents to him, so I'll take you there."

The girl was very enthusiastic, with a smile on her pretty face. The documents in her arms were stacked higher than her head, but her movements were steady and skillful. She turned her head and looked at the little girl.

The little girl nodded, blinked her eyes, and faintly spit out the word "good".

She followed the girl and looked at the surrounding environment intentionally or unintentionally. Although everyone's desks were messy, they were clean, and the gray floor was so wiped that people could be seen.

For some reason, Tu Zhimeng suddenly envied these busy people, because of this, she would not feel depressed anytime, anywhere just because she remembered someone in her heart.

When he arrived at Ling Xifan's office, Ling Xifan was concentrating on watching the surveillance video on the computer. Like everyone else, all kinds of messy materials were piled up beside the desk, and the door was not closed, so the girl didn't knock on the door either.

"Master, this lady is looking for you." The girl put a thick stack of documents in her arms on the table, then said hello to Tu Zhimeng and went out to do other things.

Ling Xifan was wearing a tracksuit, which looked like he hadn't changed for many days.

There are messy clothes on the sofa in the office, even pillows and quilts, and the socks that have been taken off are thrown in a corner. On the coffee table is the undiscarded lunch box.

The whole office can be described as messy.

Ling Xifan scratched his cropped hair that was less than a centimeter long, raised his eyelashes with two dark circles, and saw the little girl standing at the door slightly startled.

"Hi, why is it you?" Ling Xifan stood up, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because the movements when he got up were too big, the documents stacked high on the table fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust, which made Ling Xifan cough repeatedly.

Seeing Ling Xifan's embarrassed appearance, Tu Zhimeng burst out laughing, revealing two shallow dimples, and her exquisite facial features looked as dazzling as the sun.

Seeing the little girl smile, Ling Xifan also smiled embarrassingly, and could vaguely see two blushes on the wheat-colored face.

Although Tu Zhimeng doesn't remember him, Ling Xifan does remember this little girl.

In fact, it's not all because she questioned her identity and complained about her name, it's more because of...

The little girl looks beautiful.

No way, beautiful people are always impressive.

(End of this chapter)