The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 11

Ling Guozhi, Fang Cuie, and Ling Luoyin looked at each other hesitantly.

Fang Cuie was about to curse but was suddenly stopped by Ling Guozhi. "Come on. Perhaps the man was released from prison as well! There are all kinds of people in prison. Who knows why this man had been sentenced to jail?"

Hearing this, Fang Cuie said awkwardly after a long while, "Then shall we just let it go?"

Ling Guozhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's wait. If that Assistant Director He holds Luoyin accountable in the future, then we'll think of other ways." He didn't have the courage to come in and challenge the man now.

Ling Luoyin frowned on the side. "Had the man just now really... really been in prison?" Although she could not see very clearly since the man's eyes were covered by his bangs, she could still notice that he was good-looking.

Particularly for some reason, she felt that the man looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Or was this man also a member of the entertainment circle?

In the rental apartment, Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli and said, "Thank you." If Jin had not come back, she would have been beaten by her father just now.

"Don't thank me for the help, Sister. Isn't it what I should do?" he said, looking at her ankle. "It hasn't healed yet. I'll apply the Safflower Oil for you."

As he spoke, he took out the Safflower Oil, applied some to her ankle, and then pressed his hand against her ankle.

The atmosphere was a little silent. Ling Yiran bit her lips slightly and said, "Why didn't you ask me what those three came here for?"

"I won't ask if you don't want to tell," he said.

"Actually, it's nothing difficult to say. They are my father, step-mother, and half-sister," Ling Yiran said, "but now, they are no longer my problem."

After hesitating for a moment, she asked again, "Didn't you have anything else to ask?" He should have heard her father scolding her in front of him, saying that she had been in prison.

His eyelashes flickered, then he lifted his eyes. "What do you wish me to ask, Sister?

His dark eyes revealed a kind of strange silence under the dim yellow light.

At this moment, Ling Yiran calmed down from anxiety gradually. Taking a deep breath, she said, "I was sentenced to three years in prison for drunk driving and killing a person, and I was released not long ago."

Many people would change their attitude when they heard that. After her release, as long as people around knew that she had been in prison, they would treat her with prejudice and deliberately keep a distance from her.

"But what about him... would he..." At this moment, she had a feeling just like when she had been waiting for the trial in court.

"Really?" he said indifferently, still concentrating on massaging her ankle.

"That... that's it?" She blinked her eyes in surprise. "You don't mind?" she asked.

"Why should I mind?" he asked in response. "As Sister said, from now on, as long as I call you Sister, we only need to care about each other, and there is nothing else to care about."