The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 9

After coming out of the hospital, Gao Congming said, "Young Master Yi, do you want to go back to the mansion, or...?"

"Let's go back to the Western District," Yi Jinli said faintly.

The Western District was where Ling Yiran's rental room was. Gao Congming didn't know how long his own superior was planning to stay in that small rental room.

On the way to the Western District, at a traffic light intersection, Gao Congming suddenly noticed something. "Young Master Yi, Miss Ling Yiran is on the side of the road."

Yi Jinli turned his head slightly and saw a slender figure sweeping the garbage with a broom at the side of the road.

She was wearing a fluorescent work suit with a simple ponytail. Because of the cold weather, every breath she exhaled was accompanied by white vapor.

At this moment, an electric bike sped by, trying to catch the green light. It bumped into Ling Yiran’s leg and made her fall to the ground.

However, the person riding the electric bike didn't stop but simply rode away.

This scene was witnessed by Yi Jinli and Gao Congming.

"Young Master Yi, do you want to find out who the owner of this electric bike is and make him take responsibility?" Gao Congming asked. In his opinion, his boss should still be interested in Ling Yiran. Considering his actions when Ling Yiran had gotten drunk and been beaten up, naturally he would stand up for her again.

Yi Jinli's gaze was fixed on the woman who had fallen to the ground outside the car window. Master Yi's voice rang out again in his mind: "Remember what you have said today. Do not act like him..."

He would never care about a woman like his father did. It was just a game, and right now he was not Jin, so why would he care about a sanitation worker named Ling Yiran?

"There's no need to worry about it," he said placidly as he looked away.

Gao Congming was stunned. "Could it be that I guessed wrong and that Young Master Yi doesn't care about Ling Yiran at all?!"

The red light ahead turned green, and the car continued to drive forward.

At this moment, Sister Xu helped Ling Yiran to her feet and said, "Yiran, are you alright? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Ling Yiran gritted her teeth and checked her injury. There was no bleeding. There was only some heavy swellings where her ankle had been scratched. "No need. I will go back and massage them with safflower oil."

"Then remember to massage them when you get back. Just rub the congested blood away," Sister Xu said, and then she swore at the driver who had done the hit and run. He was too wicked.

In the evening, Ling Yiran turned around and returned to the rented room. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a figure sitting under the light.

"Sister, you're back." The man stood up and greeted her.

In an instant, the chill in her body seemed to have been dispelled by this figure. It turned out that what she wanted was just a person who could wait for her at home, even though this home was simple and small.

"Well, I'm back." She smiled gently. "I'm hungry. I bought two lunch boxes today. I can cook a pot of soup and eat it."

"Okay," he answered, and then watched her limp across the room to put the lunch boxes on the only table. Then she limped towards the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook some soup with the induction cooker.

"Sister, what's wrong with your foot?" he asked, even though he already knew.