Autor: Thirteen pure ones Máquina traductora
These people wanted money. If they left the business building, they would probably be blocked before long... ...
However, Han Jin seemed to be prepared. Xia Ling felt that he was holding her hand tightly, as if he was hinting at something.
Xia Ling stopped hinting and was no longer in a hurry.
She looked at Han Jin holding her hand. His knuckles were clear and very slender. It looked like he was holding a pen.
But now, he was holding her hand very naturally. It was clearly the first time they were holding hands, but it seemed like they had held hands countless times.
Big-tailed Wolf!
The two of them walked out of the business building.
As soon as they came out, they could feel a few familiar faces following them.
For some reason, a military jeep was parked at the entrance of the business building. No matter when, the jeep looked extremely domineering.
"Here, Han Jin. " The window of the passenger seat was open, and a young face poked out and waved at Han Jin.
Han Jin held Xia Ling's hand and calmly walked towards the jeep.
This license plate and this jeep were standard equipment for the military in this era.
Seeing that Han Jin actually had a jeep to pick him up, a few idlers mixed with thieves did not dare to follow him anymore.
Xia Ling followed Han Jin into the jeep.
"This is... my sister-in-law? "
In the passenger seat, the slightly tanned youth asked with a smile. He winked at Han Jin and was extremely mischievous.
"Your sister-in-law. " Han Jin was calm.
Han Jin's age was the oldest among the people they played well with.
"Tch, isn't he just older than me by more than a month? HOW BORING! " The youth said indignantly and turned to Xia Ling. "sister-in-law is so lucky. She won five thousand Yuan in one go! HOW GREAT! If I had such a character, I wouldn't have lost to Han Jin back then! "
Xia Ling didn't know the reason, so she just pursed her lips and smiled.
"I forgot to introduce myself. sister-in-law, my name is Xiao Lin. When I participated in the math competition with Han Jin, I didn't expect that I would be delayed because I ate something bad. I almost didn't go into the exam room, but old Han helped me to say a few words. " Xiao Lin grinned.
He spoke and did things in a cheerful and sunny manner. He had a special temperament, as if he had grown up in the army.
"Even if you didn't eat something bad, you would only be second at most, charcoal head. " Han Jin curled his lips.
It could be seen that Han Jin and Xiao Lin had a very good relationship. Even if they were to fight face to face, they were also very intimate.
"Ha, let's find a chance to compete again. " Xiao Lin was not convinced.
...
After coming to this world and being together with Han Jin, Xia Ling felt the beauty of the future.
She had friends, dreams, hope, and the future... ...
Han Jin had good grades and High Eq. Those who could play with him, even if he didn't pick people, unconsciously, were all very outstanding and ambitious people.
Xia Ling was happy for him. At the same time, she followed him and met his friends.
The clothes on her were a little bad, but Xiao Lin was not a snobbish person who judged people based on their family background. Moreover, even if he judged people based on their appearance, Xia Ling's good-looking and calm temperament was like a jewel that was covered in dust.
Her Foundation was laid out here. As long as she changed into the clothes of the girls in the city, she would be completely reborn!
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Han Jin called Xiao Lin to support the scene, and Xiao Lin just happened to come back from the army.
The Xiao Family was the political commissar of the Military District in Fan city. Xiao Lin had previously taken a break from school to train, and now he had to come back to prepare for the college entrance exam. The family arranged for a car to pick him up from the military district.
Han Jin had called him, and just so happened to be taking a ride from him.
The three of them ate together in the evening. Xiao Lin had chosen a restaurant that tasted good.
The meal was paid for by Xia Ling.