Autor: Filthy Machinenübersetzung
The shopping mall was very big. It sold luxury goods from abroad and high-end products from China.
Ling Jue had bought a tie before, but she had never given it to anyone else. Therefore, she did not find anything she liked even after shopping at several stores.
When she passed by an Armani store, a familiar voice came from behind her.
"Ling Jue?"
2Ling Jue frowned and turned her head to look.
It was a person she had not seen for a long time - Yue Chan!
2He was currently leading Li Qiang. It was unknown if he was on patrol or doing something.
He walked over and reached out to pat Ling Jue's shoulder. "Where has Ling Jue been recently?"
2Ling Jue avoided him. Yue Chan raised his hand in the air, feeling a little awkward.
Ling Jue glanced at Li Qiang who was behind him. Speaking of which, Li Qiang was the first security guard she had seen in this life.
2At that time, he checked her ID card...
2However, because Tang Yuan had altered his memory, he could no longer remember her.
2Ling Jue looked distant as she smiled at him. "I'm going to school. If Captain Yue is free, I'll go now."
2"Wait a minute." Just as Ling Jue was about to turn around and leave, Yue Chan suddenly stopped her.
2A hint of urgency flashed across Yue Chan's handsome face. "Well, Ling Jue, your father and I are good friends after all. I've met you a few times. Can you do me a favor?"
2Ling Jue saw that he was a little anxious, and a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes. She spat out one word calmly. "No."
2Li Qiang: "..."
2Yue Chan: "..."
2Why did she feel that the situation was a little awkward?
2Yue Chan patted Li Qiang on the head and said angrily, "Go, or can you can think of something for me?"
2Li Qiang looked innocent and his shoulders collapsed. "Boss, I..."
2Yue Chan gave him a kick. "Go quickly!"
2Li Qiang held back his anger and ran up to him. Then, he began to kneel from two meters away. He slid across the ground and hugged Ling Jue's thigh. "Ling Jue, my little friend! Help!"
2Just as he hugged Ling Jue's leg, he was kicked away by Ling Jue. He slid from his position to the guardrail and hit his head on the glass.
2Ling Jue frowned and patted her trouser leg. She looked at Yue Chan unhappily.
Yue Chan scratched his head awkwardly. "Ling Jue, Xiao Jue... No matter what, I saved you from Feng Yulin once. Can you help me this time?"
2He glared at Li Qiang. This little brother of his was really stupid.
Li Qiang rubbed his waist and got up with an aggrieved look on his face. It was his fault. The pants on his knees were torn and he almost fell off the guardrail. He was so aggrieved.
Ling Jue crossed her arms and leaned against the guardrail. She raised her eyebrows slightly. "Tell me what it is. I'm still very busy."
2Yue Chan walked over and whispered to her, "It's like this. It's An Xiaomeng's birthday on Sunday. I heard that the little princess has been very unhappy recently. The higher-ups asked me to come over and choose a gift for her that will make her happy."
2"Who's An Xiaomeng? Who's the higher-ups?"
2"An Xiaomeng is President An Ren's youngest daughter! The president must be the one up there."
2"..."
Ling Jue frowned. She had never heard of her.
"Are you studying in Molk now?"
2"Yes."
2Yue Chan clapped his hands. "Then it's settled." He continued mysteriously, "This little princess is from your school. She's the same age as you. She's from Class A 2. I heard that her class lost some competition this afternoon, so she's in a bad mood. It's her birthday the day after tomorrow, so the higher-ups asked me to help them think of a solution. I've been looking for her all afternoon, but I don't know how to make her happy."
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