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Normally, people living in this area were all poor, not to mention Mercedes, even tens of thousands of dollars worth of cars would be hard to see. When the time came, an old man or child would come over to take a look and touch it, and that would be fine, as long as the car was dirty then they could go back and wash it. But the problem was, if those people on tricycles and motorcycles bumped into it, then they wouldn't be able to afford it.

This kind of imported car, the repair price was not small, I heard that there are many parts that need to be purchased from abroad, at that time, it will be very troublesome and tiring, An Yimo felt very apologetic in her heart.

Rong Jinhai didn't mind and shook his head, and said: "It's fine, Young Master Ye said that cars aren't important, everything is for the safety of Young Madam."

What a joke, it was just a Mercedes-Benz, it was nothing to the Ye Family, but if An Yimo encountered any problems, Rong Jinhai could not afford it.

Even if she didn't meet any bad people, if she accidentally tripped while walking … The consequences were unimaginable, and now it was different from before. He had to be more careful.

"Alright then." An Yimo nodded, she thought for a while, then walked in front of a woman who was selling roasted sweet potatoes, giving her 50 yuan: "Auntie, could I trouble you to take a look at that car, thank you."

After receiving the money, she beamed with joy, patted her chest and guaranteed, "Don't worry, auntie, I'll definitely watch over this for you."

Only then did An Yimo walk into the small district with ease. Rong Jinhai followed closely behind, observing his surroundings. His eyes did not take away from An Yimo's body.

Other than some bored people, what he had to pay more attention to were the people "over there". Rong Jinhai had served the Ye Family for so many years, and had followed the old man onto the battlefield. He could be considered to have watched Ye Yiqing and Ye Tiancheng grow up.

When they entered the small district, it was already daytime, so many of the aunties and uncles had brought their grandchildren to play. When they saw An Yimo, they would greet him.

When they reached the building that the An family lived in, An Yimo looked at Uncle Rong and said, "Uncle Rong, we're here. Do you want to come with me?"

"Ugh …" I'll walk you to the door, then come downstairs and wait for you. When you find something, call me and I'll come up to pick you up. " Rong Jinhai said.

Although he was not young anymore, he remembered Shang Yiqing's misunderstanding in the past and decided not to enter.

Young Master Ye was rather petty in this area, he still avoided suspicion, even though it was a little excessive.

"Fine." An Yimo laughed, seeing Rong Jinhai being so dutiful, she did not insist.

After going up the stairs and entering his room, An Yimo did not stay any longer, and went straight to An’s father's room, opening an old and short cabinet. After rummaging for a long time, she finally found a large bottle of medicinal oil.

This was not expensive and had a lot of weight, but it was also very old. The effect was very good.

After she wiped the bottles clean, An Yimo did not stay any longer, as she was afraid that Rong Jinhai would become impatient and walked out.

Rong Jinhai wasn't at the door, so when he thought about what Rong Jinhai had told her, he felt that there was no need to call him, so he went downstairs himself.

Although the corridor was very complicated, but in the broad daylight, naturally nothing bad would happen. After a while, An Yimo went downstairs, where Rong Jinhai was squatting under a camphor tree and smoking, seeing that An Yimo had arrived, he immediately went to welcome him. "Young Madam, it took you so long to recover? I haven't finished my two cigarettes yet. "

As he said that, he put out his cigarette on the ground and took the bag and medicinal oil from An Yimo. "Let me help Young Madam get it."

"Yes." An Yimo nodded and walked in front while Uncle Rong followed behind. The two of them walked towards the car park.

Just as she was about to get on the carriage, An Yimo suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Hello, Miss An."

An Yimo turned around. It was actually Shui Huiwen. She could not help but frown and asked: "Shui Huiwen, why are you here?"

Young Miss like her, who was dressed so cleanly and prettily, suddenly appearing in this kind of slum was really out of place.

"I came here specifically to wait for the Miss An." Shui Huiwen's voice was soft and gentle, his face carrying a fitting smile. He looked at Rong Jinhai and gently said: "Uncle Rong shouldn't treat me as a bad person right?"

"What are you talking about, Miss Shui?" Rong Jinhai said very politely. Although he did not display any disgust, it was still a distance away from being polite to An Yimo.

"You're waiting for me? What are you waiting for me for? " An Yimo looked at Rong Jinghai in confusion.

Shui Huiwen laughed and said: "I'm here to chat with Miss An. I wonder if it's convenient for me to come over?"

A few words?

What was there to talk about between them?

Just as she was frowning and thinking about how to refuse, Shui Huiwen seemed to be able to read her thoughts and continued: "Don't worry Miss An, I won't say anything to you, it's just that … There are a few things I want to say to you, or I won't be at ease. "

"Hmm?" Not at ease, what words did they have to make Shui Huiwen feel at ease?

However, since she was able to appear here, she had to spend a lot of time and effort on An Yimo. She was truly curious, and wanted to hear what Shui Huiwen had to say to her.

"I don't mind. Miss An is already very grateful to be willing to chat with me." Shui Huiwen actually said this sentence with sincerity.

An Yimo said: "Then let's go."

An Yimo looked at the disagreeing Rong Jinhai and said: "Uncle Rong, can you wait a bit longer for me?"

"Young Madam, why don't you two talk on the carriage? I can't hear you when I stand guard outside the car. " Rong Jinhai said.

"How can that be?" Shui Huiwen looked weak and weak, her voice was sweet but firm when she said it: "Uncle Rong, so many people died in the car in the summer, did you not watch the news? You turned off the engine just now, and even if you turn on the cold air it would still be stuffy and hot. Me and Miss An are pregnant, if there was anything good … Young Master Ye asked, can you afford it? "

Her voice was soft but every word she spoke was firm. An Yimo was a little surprised.

Rong Jinhai also frowned, he did not know what to say in this moment.

Rong Jinhai thought for a while, then said: "Then I'll accompany you guys to the coffee shop, I'll wait for you outside."

I'm afraid that after experiencing Yao Zixiao's incident, Rong Jinhai has already been exceptionally careful, adding that we can meet Shui Huiwen here, it might not turn out to be another person, so it's better for us to be extra careful.

Seeing that Rong Jinhai was insisting, An Yimo was secretly moved, but naturally, it was not good to say anything more, the three of them, with some strange combinations, walked towards the coffee shop.

Along the way, Rong Jinhai continuously looked at the surrounding cars, and helped An Yimo carry the bag and the medicinal oil, as if he was in charge of protecting his master.

What could she say? Or could it be that he could care less about Rong Jinhai who was the driver?

Reaching the coffee shop, Shui Huiwen realized that the coffee shop was really small. The stools inside were dirty and old, the inside was cold and quiet, the cold air inside wasn't even turned on, a huge fan was turned on, creaking noises came out, it was extremely uncomfortable.

In this coffee shop, An Yimo normally did not have that much money to spare.

However, although Shui Huiwen hid it well, her footsteps still stopped at the entrance of the coffee shop. There was disgust in her eyes, and that feeling of superiority and loathing made An Yimo very uncomfortable.

Even though she had married Ye Tiancheng, even though she had already considered herself to be "getting rich from poverty", she was still, to the bones, a poor person.

For a Young Miss like Shui Huiwen, with a bone deep sense of superiority, looking down on the poor, looking down on the lowly, poor people, how could she possibly lose face for the lowly, poor people?

They didn't steal nor snatch it, it was better than Shui Huiwen who relied on her family's clothing to survive and the Young Miss who did not differentiate at all, right?

At least the poor people here could all be on their own, but if Shui Huiwen left the clan, if she relied on herself, she would starve to death sooner or later!

Originally, he felt a little guilty and apologetic towards Shui Huiwen, because her expression had disappeared.

"Would you ladies like something to drink, these days? Please come in! " The receptionist was a middle-aged woman. Usually, An Yimo would have seen her a few times as she passed by: "Yo, isn't this Old An's Yi Mo? Bring your friends here for coffee? "

An Yimo nodded her head: "Auntie, find us a quiet place to sit."

"Alright, hurry up and come over here."

The middle-aged woman raised her hand passionately. Perhaps it was because there was no air-conditioning here and she was also fat, but when she raised her hand, a sour smell of sweat came out …

Shui Huiwen immediately raised her slender hands to cover her mouth, looking like she was unable to retch.

An Yimo also felt embarrassed. This was the first time she felt that she had lost face to a woman like Shui Huiwen, she did not have any good impression of her, and this was really annoying. She coldly said on the spot, "If Miss Shui is displeased, then don't go in, we don't have much to talk about."

"No, no." It was the first time Shui Huiwen spoke to the two "poor people" in such an aggrieved manner. She said to the middle-aged woman in an awkward tone, "This big sis, I'm really sorry. I'm pregnant, and it's only been a month and it's the easiest time for me to feel nauseous. Don't mind me!"

When the middle-aged woman saw a young miss apologizing to her, she couldn't help but flatter her by calling her "Big Sis." Her previous displeasure was completely swept away as she smiled and said, "Forget it, Yi Mo, this friend of yours really knows how to talk. Come, follow me in."