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Chapter 517 - 518 Compassion_1

Chapter 517: Chapter 518 Compassion_1

At this moment, Li Changlin was already carrying six or seven bags in his hands.

It was truly a pitiful and pressing scene, and this was when the three ladies hadn’t even done a major shopping spree—if they had, Li Changlin would probably cry!

He took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and took a delightful drag.

However, at this moment, his cellphone, which was in his trouser pocket, rang. He took it out and saw, to his surprise, it was a call from Song Haonan.

Having arranged for Song Haonan to do some work for him the day before, Li Changlin had naturally given him his number.

But unexpectedly, the guy was calling him today—could it be that he was planning to back out?

Instantly, Li Changlin’s mood soured, and he pressed the answer button forcefully.

"Young Master Li, Young Master Li!" As soon as the call connected, Song Haonan couldn’t wait to start shouting.

"What is it? I’m listening, hurry up and speak!" Li Changlin was in a bad mood and obviously hadn’t any pleasant tone to offer Song Haonan.

Hearing this, Song Haonan was slightly stunned, thinking he had been exposed.

His cousin had called him earlier to say they were plotting against Li Changlin—could it be that his cousin had been dealt with by Li Changlin?

Considering that Li Changlin dared to offend even Yan Xueyi, it seemed likely that he wouldn’t take his cousin Song Haoxi seriously.

"Young Master Li, my cousin Song Haoxi has nothing to do with me, I’ve already warned him not to oppose you." Indeed, Song Haonan was frightened of Li Changlin, hence he hurriedly explained himself.

"What are you getting at? What’s all this about? Who is this Song Haoxi you’re talking about?" Even Li Changlin was confused by Song Haonan, feeling that the other didn’t seem to be stirring up trouble, and his tone eased considerably.

"The fat one, the one who transferred the raw stone to you, that’s Song Haoxi!" Seeing that Li Changlin seemed unclear, Song Haonan clarified in more detail.

With this explanation, Li Changlin understood, "So he’s your cousin, eh? The guy has some luck but seems to have quite the nerve."

Even Song Haonan knew about this matter; Li Changlin immediately guessed that the dead fatty had indeed harbored some malicious thoughts.

However, the dead fatty had not reappeared since then. It looked like Song Haonan was telling the truth when he said he had warned him.

"Alright, did you call just to explain this matter to me?" Li Changlin’s anger subsided, and since Song Haonan wasn’t harboring any betrayals for the time being, he could keep using him.

"No, it’s not about that, but it’s somewhat related," Song Haonan responded eagerly, not wanting to be mistaken, and started to explain himself again.

He told Li Changlin about the call from Qian Zhixing and assured, patting his chest, "Young Master Li, rest assured, I would never betray you!"

"Got it, I appreciate it," Li Changlin acknowledged half-heartedly. Although he didn’t know that Song Haonan had wrestled with the decision for nearly an hour before making the call, he didn’t particularly trust what the gang leader said.

"Young Master Li, if there’s nothing else, I will hang up for now. The deal for the Xingwei Driving School site has been negotiated, and we are ready to sign. When would be convenient for you..." Song Haonan was no fool—knowing that Li Changlin would not fully trust him, he quickly turned the conversation to business matters.

"OK, arrange a time with the landlord and let me know when," Li Changlin responded, clearly interested in the driving school matter. After some thought, he added, "Also, help me to get a batch of new cars. Around a hundred thousand or so each should do, approximately three hundred units are needed."

This newfound confidence stemmed from his recent windfall of seventy million; otherwise, Li Changlin wouldn’t have been so bold.

Three hundred cars were no small sum.

"Understood, I got it," Song Haonan promptly replied.

The two then discussed the matter of leasing the site further before hanging up.

Before long, the three ladies came out of the lingerie store, each carrying a bag in their hands.

Li Changlin looked and immediately felt a wave of sorrow in his heart.

Counting now, there were nine bags. Although the bags weren’t heavy, there were simply too many.

"Husband, let’s go back," Qian Ziwei said with a light chuckle upon seeing Li Changlin’s flustered expression, "Don’t worry, we can carry these ourselves."

"Okay, okay," Li Changlin finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

It wasn’t that he was unwilling to carry them, it was just that since they were women’s intimate clothing, it felt somewhat embarrassing to be seen with them.

Of course, that wasn’t really the main issue. If he were just accompanying one person to shop, it wouldn’t matter much.

But now that it was three of them together, he couldn’t help feeling a bit sheepish.

The four of them left the pedestrian street and then took a taxi back home.

Since it was already getting late, and Qian Ziwei had to open the shop for business soon, she only sat at Li Changlin’s place for a while before taking her things and leaving.

And for some reason, Luo Tianyi also followed Qian Ziwei out.

This left only Li Changlin and Ye Xiyao in the room.

Remembering that Ye Xiyao needed to take her medicine twice a day, Li Changlin quickly boiled some water and prepared the medicine for her.

After she had taken it, they sat on the sofa and chatted. Ye Xiyao shared a lot about herself.

Li Changlin listened with great interest and was simultaneously shocked.

He had developed a genuine admiration for the girl Ye Xiyao.

A frail woman, in poor health, had managed to get into an arts college by herself and even secured a scholarship. This was no longer just an inspirational story.

In his heart, he felt even more compassion for the girl.

In the end, Li Changlin reached out tentatively and gently embraced Ye Xiyao in his arms.

"Brother Changlin, Xiyao wishes that this moment could last forever," Ye Xiyao whispered as she leaned into Li Changlin’s embrace.

"Xiyao, don’t overthink things, Brother Changlin will always be with you," Li Changlin felt helpless about Ye Xiyao’s illness.

Although he did not yet know exactly what illness Ye Xiyao had, he also had not found the opportunity to ask Qian Ziwei about it today.

But on second thought, he suspected that given Qian Ziwei’s temperament, she might not tell him even if he asked.

So, he was quite troubled in his mind.

If it was a problem that could be solved with money, he wouldn’t be afraid.

With the experience of buying rough stones today, Li Changlin had some ideas forming in his mind.

However, Ye Xiyao was a major star, and if her illness could have been solved with money, she likely would have cured it long ago.

Li Changlin felt very helpless, and in this circumstance, he also didn’t know how to comfort Ye Xiyao.

The two of them just nestled against one another, silent.