Chapter 21: Is My Cousin a Suspect?

  No wonder something happened? These few words brought back her nightmare, last night she kept dreaming of Linda wearing a red dress, with long hair and long pointed red fingernails scratching her face. (Ha eighteen pure text) Recalling the events that occurred when she returned to her brother's house yesterday evening and hastily moved to the Western District hotel.

  West District Flourishing Street Vanue Hotel.

  A Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the Van Yue Hotel, and a woman with wind-blown hair stepped out, her 10-centimeter high heels clicking on the ground. Despite the dark evening, she was still wearing black sunglasses. She casually tossed the car keys to the parking attendant, followed by a man and a woman, one black and one white, very distinct, dressed in casual attire.

  "Ah!" A loud cry, before even reaching the front desk, her heel was stepped on. Lin Xiaorong clearly remembered the situation at that time. At that time, she was wearing flip-flops due to foot pain and was assigned by her supervisor to stay in a staff room on the first floor of the hotel. To get to the dormitory, she had to walk through the lobby and pass by the other side of the front desk.

  It hurts so much, a sudden surge of heat, the pain is so severe that I squat down. All I see are two pointed water drill shoes, subconsciously take out paper towels from my bag to stop the continuous bleeding. Just took a few paper towels to press on the bleeding spot, in an instant they were soaked through and turned bright red. She didn't care about how many paper towels were left in the package, thinking that there was no way to stop the bleeding anyway. It's been a big hemorrhage recently, with wounds all over my body.

  I feel a bit dizzy, smelling a strong rose perfume, damn! So thick that it covers up the bloody smell, but still so hard to bear. Maybe on the other side is a strong agarwood incense, intertwined together even more unbearable, compared to the stench of those few boys I met last time in the anime city, it's even more nauseating.

  Lin Xiaorong might have low blood sugar, dizzily opening her eyes to see the gigantic body beside her, all the way up to the ceiling. Isn't she international supermodel Linda? Just saw her post on Tianya yesterday, saying that she's now married to director Shi DaMeng (his ex-wife was just imprisoned not long ago).

  Linda stood with her hands clasped in front of her chest, her gaze forever fixed on the ceiling. The two people beside her didn't even have time to see her face clearly before they ran to the front desk to check-in, ignoring Lin Xiaorong who had fallen to the ground.

  "You think you're a big shot just because you're a celebrity? You can knock people down and still be so unreasonable? What kind of celebrity are you, anyway? You're just a lowly mistress who's been promoted to the top! You have no shame!" Lin Xiaorong felt a sharp pain, and she could vaguely feel the old wound still pulling at her, with new wounds added on. The scene when she had just met Gu Xi flashed before her eyes again, and she too became fierce, pushing away the woman who was a head taller than her with great difficulty.

  "You! You! What are you, daring to push me?"

  It's hard to fathom human hearts. After a loud "slap" fell to the ground, more than a dozen people rushed up. When she fell, those people were hiding in which corner and laughing secretly?

  "You... you don't want to live anymore? You dare push the VIP!" A middle-aged woman of about 40 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, her facial expression was very tense, especially that huge black mole as big as a corn kernel, when she scolded, her mouth could swallow an elephant. The unmarried spinster was high and mighty. Who knows what conditions she used to get into the guest room department? Or was it because Fan Yu was short of people back then?

  Such a noble guest, after scolding Lin Xiaorong, the fear in her heart slowly subsided. Because Lin Xiaorong was so arrogant and domineering from the start, taking advantage of being the boss's cousin, everyone was afraid of her, and under her provocation, she finally made a move.

  "Get out of my sight!" Linda found that a patch of skin on her right calf was also scraped off, she treasured those legs as if they were her life.

  Linda is a model, to be precise, a leg model, just like protecting her hands when playing the piano. In anger, she stretched out her hand and inserted it into Lin Xiaorong's hair, scratching fiercely like a madman. The long red fingernails made a hissing sound, still refusing to let go.

  Lin Xiaorong was completely in a passive state, her body had no strength to resist, looking at the old virgin guest room manager Gao Jie on the side intentionally saying with a smile, "This girl just arrived, Linda, you can spare her." The same words were repeated lighter and lighter, the service staff on the side were tense and speechless, feeling that this matter would not end so peacefully.

  "Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you!"

  A vicious remark struck Lin Xiaorong's ears. Looking at the despicable faces, she could still recognize them years later when they had turned to ashes. Suddenly, a loud thud was heard, and Linda fell to the ground with a thud, but her hand was still grasping Lin Xiaorong's head.

  The floor was covered with a layer of hair, the skin and hair that I received from my parents, how could I let such an evil woman ruin it? At this time, a man and a woman who were following Linda dared to bend down and help her up to the presidential suite on the second floor.

  Clearly visible, the woman next to Linda, with a similar figure to hers, was her assistant Anne, only her footsteps were somewhat unsteady, as if she had been injured. The man was a stout fellow with a beer belly, who should be his agent.

  "Miss Linda is really sorry, sorry!" The old virgin, Gao Jie, hastily got up and ran over to apologize repeatedly, her heart was extremely pleased.

  The group of waiters who were watching the joke just now scattered like a gust of wind, each returning to their posts. Lin Xiaorong struggled to get up, her scalding tears having already splashed all over the floor.

  "Hey, what are you thinking about?" A low and thick voice brought her back to reality.

  "No... no, right! Has there been any progress on your case, Brother?" Lin Xiaorong raised her head to see that it was her brother Ling Haoyu, but after she spoke, she felt that his facial expression was terrifying. This case would eventually implicate her, how long could she keep it hidden?

  "Why are you speaking so hastily?" Gu Xi walked over from a short distance, probably having heard their conversation. Today's Lin Xiaorong seemed to have lost her soul, and she reached out to touch her forehead.

  Lin Xiaorong forced a smile, got up and walked out, not knowing why seeing her was so exciting. Walking out of the front desk to squeeze in between them, "How did you end up here?"

  "Your arm is twisted outward, and even your brother is ignored." Ling Haoyu laughed loudly.

  It was unexpected that the relatives around her all liked Gu Xi, and she didn't have a hard and sour entrance story like the heroine in TV dramas. Looking at Gu Xi, she felt sweet in her heart.

  "Hey, what's wrong with your foot? It wasn't healed yet the other day?" Gu Xi seemed to have not noticed Ling Haoyu's presence, she loved making deductions. Looking at Lin Xiaorong limping along, with a band-aid on her ankle, it was clear that she had injured her knee, not her ankle.

  "Ah, yes! Ran quickly that day!" Lin Xiaorong said lightly with her head down, not daring to look into her eyes, feeling a little flustered.

  "What day is it? Weren't you fine just yesterday?" Ling Haoyu was also deeply puzzled, staring at her toes, his usually fashion-conscious cousin, how could she possibly wear a pair of cute slippers today? And to make matters worse, they were paired with a work uniform, this was just too mismatched.

  "That day? It wasn't that serious, was it? Last night? When did you come here?" Gu Xi continued to ask bluntly.

  "It's not that one. Alright, I won't say anything else, I have to work now." Lin Xiaorong didn't dare to look up at them, anyone could stand on her side, at least the two most trusted people stood beside her, but in return, she was questioned and heartbroken.

  Lin Xiaorong had just started to walk back to the front desk when a gust of wind blew from behind, and she clearly remembered that it was the sound of police cars. Her soul was scared half to death. Turning around, she saw people wearing uniforms with dark skin, bringing a strong team, rushing towards them like a storm.

  "Ling, we may need to take Miss Lin away, she's a suspect in this case. Sorry about that, Miss Lin." Chen Cheng frowned and put handcuffs on the delicate jade hands, which seemed unnecessary for someone so weak, then patted Ling Hao Yu's shoulder and said.

  "Uh, Xiaorong? Did I get it wrong?" You can search for "President's First Love: Don't be too bad, eighteen" on Baidu.