Only touched one side

Ruan Xingchen chased out of the police station and saw Lu Jingyuan stopping a car on the side of the road. His eyes rolled and he rushed over quickly.

"You..." Lu Jingyuan looked at the little girl who got in from under his armpit expressionlessly. After watching her get into the car, she turned around and raised an extremely innocent smile to him, "Uncle, it's on the way."

Lu Jingyuan lowered his head, looked at Ruan Xingchen deeply for a long time, bent over and got in.

The moment the car door closed, a cunning flashed across Ruan Xingchen's eyes.

After reporting the address to the taxi driver in the driver's seat, Ruan Xingchen lowered his head and slowly flattened the wrinkled check in his hand, and began to mutter.

"Uncle, although it was not your intention to let the panties fall and hit me, you just molested an underage girl, which is wrong for you. You can sue me for doing this, you know."

Lu Jingyuan's eyelids jumped.

Before Lu Jingyuan could speak, Ruan Xingchen continued to talk to himself: "Uncle, when you were in school, did you not listen to the class seriously? Didn't the teacher teach you that there are differences between men and women, and boys can't touch girls' breasts casually?"

The taxi driver who was driving in front suddenly coughed violently.

Lu Jingyuan's face turned black.

After talking for a long time, Ruan Xingchen finally smoothed out the wrinkled check, turned his head to look at Lu Jingyuan, and stretched out his white and tender little hand, "Uncle, we just settled the matter of fat tummy privately, so shouldn't you settle the matter of you molesting me?"

Lu Jingyuan looked gloomy and looked at Ruan Xingchen quietly for a long time, then took out the checkbook and pen from his pocket again, and wrote on the check quickly with the weak light coming in from the window.

Five seconds later, he put away the pen, tore off the check and threw it to Ruan Xingchen, "I only touched one side, fifty thousand."

Ruan Xingchen: "..."

The taxi driver couldn't help it anymore, grinning silently.

…

Back in the apartment, Ruan Xingchen found her cell phone on the floor of the living room, opened the address book and dialed a number.

As soon as the call was connected, Ruan Xing immediately cried to her best friend Lu Xiaobai on the other end of the phone, "Xiaobai, a perverted uncle moved upstairs and he bullied me, bullied me, bullied me!"

Then, Ruan Xingchen told Lu Xiaobai in detail how she was hit by the panties and how she was taken advantage of when she took the panties upstairs to "settle the score".

But Lu Xiaobai's attention was not on these things, "So you made 150,000 in one night without knowing it?"

Ruan Xingchen: "…"

Seeing that Ruan Xingchen didn't speak, Lu Xiaobai coughed lightly, "Don't worry, I'll go there early tomorrow morning to help you deal with the pervert!"

That's about right.

Ruan Xingchen nodded with satisfaction.

"But, Ruan Loli, should your 150,000 be..."

"Xiaobai, I love you, good night!"

Ruan Xingchen said quickly and immediately hung up the phone.

That was what she earned with her moral integrity, and she couldn't give away a penny, hum!

Ruan Xingchen ran back to the room and took out an iron box from under the bed.

In the iron box, there was only a household register, a passbook, a bank card, and a yellowed old photo.

Ruan Xingchen put the check into the iron box and picked up the yellowed old photo.

In the photo, the woman with a peaceful smile was looking at the very delicate and cute little girl in her arms, while the little girl puffed up her little face and stared at the camera with dissatisfaction.

Ruan Xingchen looked at the woman in the photo with a complicated expression.

After a while, he threw the photo back into the iron box.

Close the lid and push it back under the bed.

…

In the misty bathroom, warm water from the showerhead flowed down the man's hair.

It passed over his cheeks, dripped down his chest, and went all the way down.

After a long time, the man exhaled heavily, turned off the showerhead, stretched out his long arm, pulled the clean bath towel off the shelf, and wrapped it around his sturdy waist.

He returned to the bedroom, took cigarettes and lighters from the bedside table, and strode towards the French window.

He took out one of the cigarettes and lit it, took a few puffs, and the restlessness in his heart slowly subsided.

Suddenly he thought of something, turned back to the bedside table, picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The other party's sleepy voice came through the receiver, "Jingyuan?"

"If you still want the heart-shaped underwear you hung here last time, go to the police station and get it back. Also, don't forget to transfer 150,000 to my card."

Huh?

Wei Yuanxiao sat on the bed with a confused look on his face.

How did the love-shaped underwear his goddess gave him end up at the police station?

Also, why did he transfer 150,000 yuan to Lu Jingyuan's card for no reason?

Just when he was about to ask, Lu Jingyuan had already hung up the phone.