Reborn Ace Prosecutor

Feng Ling's cooking skills have always been excellent, and today when he was making this preserved egg and lean meat porridge, Feng Ling was in a wonderful state. His control over the heat was almost at its peak. The level of making a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge was no less than the best in the world.

The craftsmanship of a famous chef. So Yang Xiyao’s thank you can be said to be sincere.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling was a bit of a disgrace. He shook his head and said, "You don't have to thank me. These things were all bought with your money anyway!"

"My money?" Yang Xiyao was a little confused by Feng Ling's words. She had never given Feng Ling any money. And it was impossible for her to give him money just to keep a pretty boy. She was a virgin, so it was impossible.

You would make a losing trade like this when you are drunk.

"Yes, when you fainted in my arms yesterday, I didn't have a dime on me. So when I came back, I took a taxi and bought these things from your wallet!" Feng Ling took it for granted!

He said without looking embarrassed at all.

"Then have you seen my ID card?" Yang Xiyao couldn't help but change her face. Her favorable impression of Feng Ling dropped sharply, and her expression suddenly turned cold. "Of course you saw it, otherwise you met the police on the way and said

If I hadn't mentioned your name, they wouldn't have arrested me as a bad guy!" Feng Ling replied calmly, without any expression on his face.

Yang Xiyao was immediately speechless. After the two were silent for a while, Yang Xiyao suddenly tidied her clothes, took out her checkbook from her bag, wrote a series of numbers on it, tore it off and handed it to Feng Ling.

"What do you mean?" Feng Ling was a little confused. Why did he give me the check so smoothly? No one knows whether the check is real or fake. Is this woman really that rich?

"It's not interesting. Aren't you short of money? This money is my thanks to you! But I hope you forget what happened yesterday, and don't harass me in the future!" Yang Xiyao said with a calm and pretty face.

Feng Ling reached out and handed over the check. He just glanced at it and put the check on the table with a faint smile.

"Thirty thousand yuan, it seems that my little effort is quite valuable! But you are really generous." Feng Ling said calmly. Then he changed his words: "But I have never been in the habit of collecting money from girls. If you are Miss Yang,

If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now! I slept on the floor all night yesterday and I need to catch up on my sleep now!"

"This guy actually drove me away!" Yang Xiyao felt a little resentful in her heart, and some of the guilt she still had immediately flew away. She, Yang Xiyao, had always been chased and supported by men, and this guy in front of her

She looks so ugly, but she behaves like this in front of me! It really pisses me off.

"Humph!" Yang Xiyao took back the check angrily, sorted out her things, and walked out again on her high heels. The previous quietness and elegance were gone. But when she got to the door, Yang Xiyao hesitated.

, walked back again, put down a business card in front of Feng Ling, and said bitterly: "Just think I owe you a favor!" After saying that, he left without looking back.

A minute later, Feng Ling suddenly jumped up from the bed, looking distressed, "Thirty thousand yuan, why should I pretend to be a bum when I have nothing to do! I am a man who is extremely short of money now."

But I felt regretful. If it happened again, Feng Ling would still not accept Yang Xiyao's money. If he was such a person, he would just hold Fan Jian's thigh tightly. Why live such a miserable life?

That is the backbone of a man.

Feng Ling casually put Yang Xiyao's business card aside. Feng Ling didn't even have the desire to look at it. It was obvious that a woman like Yang Xiyao could easily throw away thirty thousand yuan. It can be imagined that her family background is definitely very prominent.

, I and she are clearly from two different worlds, and what happened last night was just an accident. It's like two parallel lines that never intersect.

After sleeping on the floor all night, Feng Ling missed his little bed especially. He fell down on the bed with a swoop. The fragrance left by Yang Xiyao still lingered on the bed, constantly lingering on the tip of Feng Ling's nose. It was so short.

The whole night was like a dream, intoxicating. Feng Ling also regretted why he went to bed so early last night. It seems that he missed this opportunity to be in the same room with a beautiful woman and enjoy the atmosphere. He may never have it again.

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Feng Ling fell asleep in a hazy state. When he woke up, it was already past noon. At this time, Feng Ling realized that he still had the recommendation form that Fan Jian helped him get.

Feng Ling carefully took out the envelope given by Fan Jian. After filling out the recommendation form, Feng Ling put it into the envelope and affixed the stamp. As long as he sends this recommendation letter, he will become the official candidate of the Yanjing Procuratorate this time.

One of the eighteen seeds in the open recruitment. Feng Ling believes that with his current photographic memory ability, there is basically no problem in passing the exam. Moreover, among these eighteen people, the exam is entirely based on strength, relatively speaking.

Fair enough. But since Fan Jian has already mentioned his father's help, there should be no problem.