Chapter 4731 The Girl with the Sweet Peach Face

Zhao Xiahua was stunned and didn't respond: "Where is the inn?"

Feng Duoduo wiped her tears: "Brother, you mean the hotel, right?"

"Yes."

Zhao Yuanjing quickly realized that the inn here was not called an inn, but a hotel.

Zhao Xiahua was shocked when she saw the transfer number on her mobile phone: "So much money? Xiaojing, this is your hard-earned money. You keep it for yourself and use it for future tuition. Don't give it to your mother. Give it to her. She Use it all to please your stepfather! She is a good-for-nothing and can’t live without a man her whole life..."

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't say the word "slut".

Zhao Xiahua quickly transferred the money back to Zhao Yuanjing: "You have some money, so I can rest assured. The house is in such a mess, you... just go down and find a hotel to stay, and go to school with Duoduo tomorrow morning."

Zhao Yuanjing didn't say anything more. He looked at the mother and daughter, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, and their faces were full of tears, and left with their bags.

Zhao Xiaojing is indeed miserable, but this mother and daughter treat him sincerely.

When he arrived at the hotel, the front desk asked him for his ID card.

Zhao Yuanjing opened the bag and saw a small card with Zhao Xiaojing's name and photo.

He handed it over.

When the front desk saw the age on the ID card, he frowned: "Where are your family members?"

"I'm alone." Zhao Yuanjing said.

"You're too young. No, you have to be with your family." The front desk refused him.

Zhao Yuanjing frowned.

Fourteen years old, can’t even stay alone?

Is there some misunderstanding about the age of fourteen in this world?

Forget it if you don't have room for them.

Facing this strange world, Zhao Yuanjing is still very well-behaved.

He was afraid that if his fake Zhao Xiaojing was found to be a gangster, he would be arrested by the government, locked up, and forced to join the army.

Then how can I see Yun Dai?

So, he held his bag and sat on a bench under the street lamp outside the ice coffin.

Wearing ancient clothes, holding a bag, and sitting alone under the dim street light, he looked like a poor abandoned little man.

Soon someone came over to ask him.

"Kid, why don't you go home? It's so late?" a man in his twenties asked enthusiastically.

Zhao Yuanjing ignored him.

The man put his hand on his back and smiled: "Is there no place to go? Come to my place?"

"Where are you?" Zhao Yuanjing asked, "Do you own a hotel?"

"Ah? Oh, yes, my family owns a hotel. If you come, I'll give you a discount." The man continued enthusiastically.

Zhao Yuanjing thought for a while, as a grown man, could he still be afraid of being cheated?

You can't beat her to death.

At least I can find a place to sleep.

So, he followed the man.

Unexpectedly, the man took him to a remote corner and wanted to take action.

Zhao Yuanjing was stunned.

Can't he see that he is a man?

Just as he was about to show this man the ancient iron fist, a crisp cry came from not far away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yuanjing turned around after hearing this.

Under the bright street light, there was a girl wearing a shirt and skirt.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail and was carrying a backpack.

She has a sweet peach face.

Zhao Yuanjing was stunned.

The girl pointed at the man: "Stay away from that boy, or I will call the police!" She raised her phone and clicked on three numbers, "I'm dialing out!"

The man let go of his hand angrily and muttered: "It's none of your business."

He ran away in a flash.

The girl tilted her head and looked at Zhao Yuanjing: "You are Zhao Xiaojing from Ninghai Middle School next door, right?"

Zhao Yuanjing recovered from the shock, walked towards her step by step, and murmured: "Yundai?"