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Su Baimeiling also clenched her fists and replied: "It's a deal!"

After Su Baimeiling left, Ita Finley was as relieved as if a heavy burden had been lifted. She got into his stance and said to me: "Master, let's continue practicing. No matter who Sister Mei Ling is looking for to learn from, she's not my match! Because my Master is the best! "

After training and eating breakfast, You Meng stayed behind in the hotel. Katherf, Katherf and I accompanied Ita Finley to tour the Xiangshan and Summer Palace …

After making the necessary arrangements, I held the book < Broken Fist Dao > and started to study it.

However, just as he was reading a few pages, he heard someone ring the doorbell.

I closed the book and stood up. I looked through the peephole and was stunned.

After opening the door, a figure with a fragrant scent slipped into the room and leaned against the sofa while holding her stomach.

It was Su Baimeiling.

She looked haggard, her reclining chair moaning on the sofa, her legs raised to rest on the sofa.

I curiously came over and asked Su Baimeiling, "Why did you come back?"

Su Baimeiling glanced at me, and said painfully: "My body isn't feeling well."

I continued to ask, "Then what about Miss Ita Finley and the rest?"

Su Baimeiling said: "Of course they went to the Beidaihe. "Oh, oh, oh …"

I felt that Su Baimeiling's moans and cries of pain were a little fake, just like the sick moans of the third-rate actors in the movie. I was a little disgusted by it, but still advised her: "How about I send you to the hospital, Miss Mei Ling?"

Su Baimeiling shook her head with all her might, and said: "I won't go to the hospital, I won't go to the hospital. I'll rest for a bit! "

I said tentatively, "Then, you should head back to your room to rest."

Su Baimeiling extended an arm out, and said to me: "Can I trouble Secretary Zhao to help me return to my room?"

I thought for a moment, then stepped forward and held her arm, pulling her up from the sofa using appropriate strength. Su Baimeiling staggered and almost threw himself into my embrace.

With a frown, I calmed myself, put one hand on her arm, the other on her shoulder, and helped her into her room.

Just as I entered the room, my cell phone suddenly rang. Opening it up, I saw that it was actually a call from Miss Ita Finley.

Miss Ita Finley asked anxiously on the phone, "Master, did Sister Mei Ling go back?"

I replied, "I'm back."

Ita Finley said: "She is sick, please take care of her. If you can't do it, send her to the hospital."

I asked, "What's wrong with her? "Where's the discomfort?"

Ita Finley said: "She said that she has a headache, her body is floating, and her stomach is hurting. I think she might be under the weather. Master, please take care of us. We are already halfway there, and Sister Mei Ling is in your care! "

I said, "Don't worry, Miss Ita Finley. I will."

Ita Finley said: "Master, shouldn't we settle this already? My Chinese name is Zhao Xue, you can just call me Xiao Xue."

I whispered, 'Snowy.

Ita Finley emphasized once again, "Master, Big Sister Mei Ling is relying on you. We will return as soon as possible."

I replied, "Alright."

After hanging up the phone, I leaned towards Su Baimeiling. She lazily kicked off her shoes and socks, laid down on the bed, took a blanket and covered her body, then asked: "Miss Mei Ling, where do you feel uncomfortable? If you don't go to the hospital, I'll help you buy some medicine!"

Su Baimeiling shook her head: "No need. I'll rest for a bit. "

She slowly half closed her eyes, her lips trembling slightly. Even though she had applied lipstick on them, I could still feel the dryness on her lips. I helped her get a cup of boiling water and put it on the bedside table, saying, "Drink some water, it'll be more comfortable if you drink some."

Su Baimeiling opened her eyes and said "thank you" before half-sitting and taking a sip from the cup of water. Feeling that it was a little hot, she licked her lips and said: "It's too hot, I want to drink a cup of cola."

I did as I was told, went to the refrigerator, and handed over a bottle of Coke.

Su Baimeiling's eyes flashed as she opened the bottle cap and gulped down two mouthfuls of water.

However, she was not satisfied. After taking two more mouthfuls, she said, "I want to eat something."

I thought it was a bit strange. Other people can't eat even if they were sick, but she did. She started to get hungry again after just eating in the morning.

Her condition clearly wasn't that of a patient.

But if she was supposed to be feigning illness, what was her motive?

I impatiently asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Su Baimeiling smiled slyly, and said: "Brassica Chocolate, is the kind of food that Ita Finley eats!"

I suddenly felt very ashamed. I feel that although this Su Baimeiling is a person in her twenties, in terms of behavior and hobbies, she is even more childish than Ita Finley.

I said, "It's not good to eat too much chocolate. Even worse to eat by patients. It's easy to worsen your condition!"

Su Baimeiling pouted: "If I want to eat, I want to eat! "Where did you get this crooked theory from? When I was not feeling well before, I could have just eaten a few pieces of chocolate …" As she said that, she took out a hundred dollar bill from her pocket and handed it over. "Don't worry, I won't let you pay. I'll give you one hundred yuan, buy two kilograms of Brassica Chocolate, and you'll have the rest of the money! "

At this moment, I realized that it wasn't just Chinese girls who liked to eat chocolate, foreign women also liked to eat chocolate.

After a moment's hesitation, I took the money and left the room.

After exiting the door, Su Baimeiling raised her voice and added: "Remember, you have to buy the kind that will bring alcohol. Don't buy any other chocolates, just buy Brassica Chocolate s!"

I replied without turning my head, "I know." Then he quickly walked to the door, locked it behind him and walked out of the hotel.

I did such a meaningless thing for her, not because she was high and mighty, but because I didn't want to be a nuisance. It could be seen that this Su Baimeiling was not someone easy to deal with. What if something were to happen to her? Out of respect for Miss Ita Finley, I reluctantly became her 'servant' and went out to buy chocolate for her.

But all the way, I was not in a good mood.

After I went out, I found a few stores and finally managed to buy this legendary Brassica Chocolate that even girls were infatuated with.

Perhaps it was at this moment that I once again felt the prosperity and uniqueness of the Beijing area. This was a place where Korean lived. There was a high chance that the pedestrians and vehicles on the streets were all Korean s. Most of the shops and shops here were also named after the Chinese and Korean characters. Moreover, one of the most prominent characteristics of Wangjing was that there were many entertainment venues, such as large hotels, Ballroom s, KTV, and bathing centers. Furthermore, those with slightly more experience would know that the owners of these places were usually big brothers in the underworld. Even if they weren't in the underworld, they were definitely both black and white. I feel a bit sad about this, we soldiers don't feel much, the people who really enter society will feel more obvious, now is a social situation. It didn't matter if one didn't have money or status. How could one survive in such a bustling city?

In my mind, there were a lot of inexplicable thoughts due to the prosperity of the Beijing area. I suddenly thought, if I were to change my career one day, what kind of survival method would I use?

As I entered from the west gate, I met the red Porsche again.

Everything was the same as before. Jin Ling walked down from the car lightly and ordered the Ximen Guards to help her take out a box of something from the trunk and carried it to her office.

Jin Ling was wearing a red dress today, and her face was covered with a bit of makeup. The lines on her body were exceptionally clear and convex. A pair of fashionable black silk stockings bound the two beautiful legs of aestheticism, bright without limit.

Without a doubt, she was a fashionable female chairman. Her graceful actions were like a beautiful scenery at the Yi Shidong Hotel, captivating others.

I gave her a furtive glance, and as I passed her, she only glanced at me briefly and then moved away. That faint expression and casual look was something I could not forget for a long time.