Chapter 1116 Starved to Death on the Streets

Xia Ling pulled her collar and wrapped herself more tightly.

She is a well-known star, and it is already very inconvenient for her to walk on the street, let alone when she is down and out. Fortunately, it's late autumn now, so hiding half of your face with a coat and wearing sunglasses isn't so weird as to be shocking. She walked aimlessly down the street, trying not to draw attention to herself.

Where to go?

She doesn't know either. The first thing to solve is the problem of staying at night, but she has no money on her - she escaped from the bedroom. There is not a penny of cash in the bedroom, and the only two bank cards are not convenient for her to use. I'm afraid With just a slight movement, Pei Ziheng could immediately track her whereabouts.

Hotels and rented houses are impossible to live in.

Maybe, make do with a night at a 24-hour venue?

She thought slowly, then, what to eat? The more I walked, the more hungry I became. The aroma of food came from the shops on the street. The roadside stalls that I had dismissed with disdain when I followed Pei Ziheng now looked like the most delicious delicacies in the world.

At night, she finally couldn't bear the hunger.

I lingered in front of a steamed bun shop for a long time, swallowing silently.

The hostess of the store came out and said to her rudely: "Rang Rang, don't block the door and hinder my business."

She plucked up the courage and asked, "How do you sell the buns here?"

"One dollar and fifty cents each," the female shopkeeper said neatly, "two dollars for the minced meat, do you want it?"

Xia Ling groped around her body and took off one of her earrings. The small diamond earrings exuded a bright and moving light. "Is it okay if I trade this with you?" she asked guiltily.

The female shopkeeper gave her a surprised look: "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not!" Xia Ling said anxiously, "I just want to eat steamed buns!"

"Tsk," the female shopkeeper smiled disdainfully, "Which street stall did you buy these earrings at? You want to exchange them for my buns, and you say you're not crazy?"

"I'm not, it's a diamond earring."

"Exchange diamonds for steamed buns?" The female shopkeeper laughed even louder, "You psycho, please go away quickly and don't block the entrance of my store. If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

Xia Ling bit her lip and walked away dejectedly.

Several onlookers nearby pointed at her, and faintly, she heard someone say: "I don't know where the crazy woman came from, how pitiful she is."

"Should we call the police? Let the police help her find her family. She's running around alone. Her family should be worried."

Xia Ling was frightened and said to them, "I'm not a madman." She hurried away. She didn't want to be called to the police. What if the police sent her back to Pei Ziheng? She finally escaped from that kind of dark imprisonment, and she didn't want to try it a second time.

Hungry, I curled up under the bridge all night.

When I woke up the next day, I was even more hungry. My stomach was on fire and throbbing in pain.

Always do something, don't let yourself starve to death. She dragged her tired body along the busy street, where there were huge billboards advertising her advertisement for a famous perfume brand. She was so proud at that time. She looked back and smiled, as if all the beauty in the world was not in front of her. But what about now? I didn't change clothes or take a shower for a whole day. I felt uncomfortable all day long. I was so hungry that I even lost the strength to walk.

The food stalls on the street posted job advertisements.

It said: monthly salary of 2000, including food and housing.

She read the simple note for a long time and unexpectedly thought that if she hadn't met Pei Ziheng when she was twelve years old, maybe when she grew up and left the orphanage and entered the society, she would have done the same kind of work. . Walking into the food stall, she stumbled among the crowded diners and busy waiters. Finally, she found a waiter who seemed to be more relaxed. She quickly asked softly: "Are you hiring waiters here?"

"What?" The store was too noisy and the waiter didn't hear clearly and asked loudly.

Xia Ling had no choice but to raise her voice: "Are you hiring a waiter here?" Several diners who were eating around looked at her, with sympathy in their eyes and a secret sense of superiority.

Xia Ling didn't care about this, she suppressed her hunger and waited for the other party's answer.

The waiter looked at her suspiciously: "Have you done this job?"

Even if she escaped in embarrassment and was living on the streets, the pampering she had enjoyed for more than ten years could not deceive anyone. The next person she stood at was a delicate young lady, delicate and frail, completely different from the rough and tumble working man.

In other words, it is not the same kind of people at first glance.

Xia Ling hurriedly said: "I can do it! I can do it! I can endure any hardship, really!"

The waiter shrugged and pointed her in the direction: "You go to the back kitchen to find Sister Cui, she is responsible for recruiting people." Although he did not believe that she could be kept, the restaurant was extremely busy, and he couldn't bear to pester her any more, so he said When you're done, walk away and do your own thing.

Xia Ling then went to the kitchen, which was full of strange smell and hot.

As soon as she took a step inside, she felt so fuzzy and stuffy that she almost vomited. She finally held it back and asked several people before she found Sister Cui. Sister Cui, who was born tall and tall, with oily and sweaty face, looked at her critically: "Being a waiter must be agile, able to endure hardships, and be scolded by customers. Can you do it?"

"I can do it!" she said quickly.

"Then give it a try," Sister Cui said. "The monthly salary is 2,000, including food and accommodation. If you smash the plate, it will be deducted from your salary. You will be on duty today. Take off your sunglasses. How can you wear this when you are a waiter? Monster Same."

Xia Ling was taken aback for a moment: "Can't you wear sunglasses?"

"Why, do you think you are a big star?" Sister Cui sneered, "Don't treat yourself like a princess when you come here."

Xia Ling stood on the spot and hesitated for a long while: "Then...forget it." She walked out disappointed. She is not an ordinary person. Ordinary people can serve as a waiter if they take off their sunglasses. But if she took off her sunglasses, I am afraid that there will be unprecedented siege in several nearby blocks. She just wanted to live in peace, she didn't want to cause any sensational news, and she didn't want to expose her whereabouts and be found by Pei Ziheng.

After reluctantly looking at the food in the food stall, she suppressed her hunger and walked away.

Then I found a few more shops that recruited workers, but the results were the same. Either she thought she couldn't lift her shoulders or lift her hands, or she was asked to take off her sunglasses.

At sunset, she still hadn't found a job.

She didn't eat for two days, she felt dizzy before her eyes, and even walked lightly.

No, no matter what, I have to find something to eat, and I can't starve to death here. How will the news be reported? "A generation of queen Xia Ling ran away from home and starved to death on the street"? She doesn't want to be the laughing stock of the whole world.