The Devil King of Fast Wear Was a Little Sweet

Chapter 1871 Counterattack Green Tea (4)

He raised his hand and rubbed Xia Ling's head again. The teacher was very kind, "Since you are willing, let's start today. I will talk about the color of flowers today, and you can help me pick the flowers."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Xia Ling felt the warmth of the palm above his head, with such a grateful smile on his pale face.

The female teacher felt a little distressed when she saw it, and she could only sigh, hoping that Xia Ling would be better in the future.

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Xia Ling works as a teaching assistant in the flower art room.

In a blink of an eye, it's a week.

This week, Bai Tan went on a business trip, and Xia Ling's life was extraordinarily free, with more smiles on his face.

She went to the hospital for an examination, and because her body had not been properly maintained before, there was no need for it now, and it was probably as she "predicted" that after another year or so, it would be the end of its lifespan.

Why can't a dying person try different ways of living?

Xia Ling packed up her belongings and documents, left Bai Tan's villa, and stayed in the female teacher's flower shop.

There is a residence in the flower shop, and the second floor is where the shop assistants live.

Daming is in charge of the flower shop's delivery orders, and Xiao Jiang is in charge of looking after the shop.

With Xia Ling here, Xiao Jiang's workload has been reduced by half.

Xia Ling lives with her. Xiao Jiang knows that Xia Ling is not in good health, and usually takes good care of her.

Such a girl who doesn't talk much and has a cute smile looks like a transparent angel because of her illness.

If Xia Ling didn't speak, he would have no sense of existence.

Obviously at the same age as Hua'er, Xiao Jiang can dance, drink beer and eat barbecue, but what about Xia Ling... She can't even speak loudly or get emotional.

Looking at Xia Ling like this, Xiao Jiang felt sorry for her younger sister. In front of Xia Ling, she always spoke softly.

As for Xia Ling, living in this small flower shop, because of Daming and Xiao Jiang, her life is full of fireworks.

This kind of day seems to be down-to-earth and real.

Although her body is thin, her spirit is very good.

Until Bai Tan came to the door.

In the afternoon, Xia Ling was sitting behind a small table in the flower shop, quietly inserting a bouquet with flower scissors.

Bai Tan's luxury car was parked outside, and he got out of the car, involuntarily grabbing Xia Ling's wrist, pulling to take Xia Ling away.

"Xia Ling, don't be willful, come back with me."

"I do not want.

The words of refusal did not come out, Da Ming could not help but rush out, pushed Bai Tan away, and protected Xia Ling behind him.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? I called the police!" Daming protected Xia Ling.

"Who are you?" Suspicion flashed across Bai Tan's face, he stared at Daming's simple and honest face, and suddenly smiled, "What? While I'm not here, you have a new love? Huh? Xia Ling?"

This mocking tone is like a dagger that pierces people's hearts.

He clearly knew that Xia Ling's body was weak, but Bai Tan never took care of her.

On the contrary, every time he saw her face being as white as paper because of his words, Bai Tan felt a strange sense of revenge.

"Who is he, don't worry about it." Xia Ling came out from behind Daming, and suddenly said softly.

The flower shop in the afternoon was very quiet, Xia Ling's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Bai Tan to hear clearly.

"You go, I won't go back with you." She said.

"What did you say?" Bai Tan was furious.

Having been in a high position all year round, Bai Tan already has the dominant aura of a high-ranking person. Although he is young, he is handsome and calm.

His face sank, Da Ming trembled unconsciously, and he realized it later, no matter how rich Bai Tan is, there is still a boss in this flower shop, there is no need to be afraid of anyone, he is just caught by Bai Tan. His momentum was shocked.

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