Chapter 577
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Ling chunuan's worry still can't resist the strong sleepiness. The good sleep habits are developed by his tyrant brother. He must be sleepy at ten o'clock and must open his eyes before seven o'clock in the morning.
After getting up, Ling chunuan furtively touched Zhuang Hong's room and glanced through the window. He didn't find any movement. He tried to turn the knob and found that the door wasn't locked. When he opened the door, the quilt was folded neatly, and the room was as clean as if no one had lived in it.
Except for a bowl of clean but unwashed dishes on the tea table.
That's the noodles brought by lingchu warm last night.
There is no one in the room or outside.
Ling chunuan stood at the kitchen door and had a bold idea.
He must have left. After all, a big man is still the vice president of the group. The group is not in Lanjiang City, so he must be anxious to go back.
Thinking of this, her mood suddenly became clear. She went into the kitchen and hummed a song and rubbed a few sesame filled dumplings, because she usually had to prepare Gu Yao's portion. She inadvertently made two portions. After eating one, the remaining portion was fished out of the pot and covered the kitchen table with a heat preservation cover, ready to stay for supper.
After breakfast, Ling chunuan checked the refrigerator, took notes of the missing items on the post it notes, and then took the woven bag hanging at the door of the kitchen, happily went out to go shopping in the supermarket.
There is a small farmers' market near the old house, which is small in scale, but the dishes are very fresh, probably because it is located in the suburbs. The dishes bought by the merchants are planted in their own vegetable garden. People here also know Ling chunuan, and they greet her very warmly when they see her.
"Ouch, warm, some days haven't come..."
"My brother got married, and then he was busy for a period of time," Ling chunuan also explained with a smile, and conveniently put a few eggplants and carrots in the box and handed them to the boss,
"Aunt Wu, how much is it?"
"Ten yuan and ninety cents, just ten yuan."
Ling chunuan smiled and handed over ten yuan,
"Aunt Wu is a nice person."
"As far as your girl is sweet, my daughter can't speak as well as you,"
The fat boss of the grain and oil store over there stood at the door of the store with a bowl of noodles and waved at Ling chunuan, "nuanuan, today's eggs are all grass eggs sent by the chicken farm. Do you want to choose some?"
"Uncle Wang, please spare me 20 directly. I want to go there to see the fish."
"OK, girl, go. Come and get it from me after shopping."
“……”
People in the vegetable market like lingchunuan, and lingchunuan also likes to come here.
Like the noise here, like to watch the people fighting here, like to see the nearby residents bargain for a dime or two, she has no big dream. Gu Yao asked her what she wants to do in the future before, and she dared not lie to Gu Yao since childhood, so she honestly said it,
"I want to set up a vegetable stall."
His brother, who has always been taller than the sky, rarely didn't sneer. He touched her head with a dull look. There was no ridicule or contempt in his eyes, but with a trace of anxiety,
"It's a little difficult."
It's a little difficult. She's the second daughter of tanghuanyan group, the sister of Gu Yao, a legendary teenager who became famous in the media industry, the daughter of world-famous director and screenwriter ye Huanyan, and the granddaughter of jewelry designer Wenyi and Gu Shengu. Any relatives and friends in the family are famous in the industry.
Although a large family doesn't care much about her, how can she be allowed to be a vegetable vendor?
She can do nothing and become a second lady of waste wood, but she will never have the opportunity to do hard and thankless bottom businesses.
When returning home, Ling chunuan returned with a full load. With a big black fish wearing a straw rope in one hand and a woven bag full of melons and fruits in the other hand, he hummed all the way, lost the password at the door, stepped into the gate and went straight to the kitchen.
The big black fish was thrown into the water tank, and the remaining melons and fruits were classified into the small baskets on the kitchen console. After washing and brushing, a kitchen knife was used flexibly in her hand, and soon the red and green side dishes were neat, with seven small bowls in front of her lined up.
With all the dishes ready, I waited for ten o'clock to prepare lunch.
Ling chunuan untied his apron and put it aside. He wiped his hands by the way. The light from the corner of his eyes swept across the table, and suddenly he was stunned.
The bowl of glutinous rice balls on the table that should have stayed in the heat preservation cover is now placed next to the heat preservation cover. It is empty, and there is a porcelain white spoon in the bowl.
I only ate one bowl in the morning. This bowl is... Damn it?
Ling chunuan suddenly lifted the kitchen knife, looked around vigilantly, and finally his eyes fell on the direction of the kitchen door.
Looking from the window, the sound of flushing outside came from Gu Yao's room.
Lingchu was stunned for a few seconds,
You don't have to think about it to know that Zhuang Hong probably didn't leave at all.
She frowned, and the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere just now disappeared completely, and the more she wanted, the more angry she became.
Who can bear, who can't.
"Zhuang Hong, I think we should talk."
Ling chunuan knocked on the door of Zhuang Hong's room, and the splashing water stopped suddenly. She knew that Zhuang Hong was listening, so she continued,
"Well, I think we are different after all, and you have your business and I have mine, so are you, are you considering leaving early?"
There was no movement in the house,
"Zhuang Hong, I'm coming in,"
She thought Zhuang Hong didn't hear clearly, so she opened the door and walked carefully towards the inside.
After just taking two steps, a shadow covered behind her. Before she could react, her mouth and nose were suddenly covered by someone. A sense of suffocation became stronger and stronger. Her huge strength hooped her shoulders. She wanted to struggle, but she was not struggling at all.
In her panic, she kicked the floor lamp on the sofa violently, "crash" a loud noise, and the sound of broken glass echoed in the room.
"Warm..."
There was a sound of footsteps in the yard, accompanied by a familiar sound, mixed with some doubts,
It's Zhuang Hong's voice,
Ling chunuan widened his eyes and struggled like he caught a straw.
The 'thief' was obviously afraid. With a flash of cold light, he pulled out a knife and aimed it at her neck, lowering his voice,
"If you want to live, do as I say."
His neck was cold and his face was pale. He stared at the direction of the gate in panic and nodded decadent,
"Don't let him in." The blade pressed on her delicate skin, and a vicious sound came from her ear,
Outside the door, Zhuang Hong had walked to the door of the room and was about to open the door. His figure was shown in the frosted door. He was tall and powerful.
"You... Don't come in..." his shaking voice interrupted his action of opening the door.
Zhuang Hong was slightly stunned,
"Warm? What's the matter?"
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Ling chunuan's worry still can't resist the strong sleepiness. The good sleep habits are developed by his tyrant brother. He must be sleepy at ten o'clock and must open his eyes before seven o'clock in the morning.
After getting up, Ling chunuan furtively touched Zhuang Hong's room and glanced through the window. He didn't find any movement. He tried to turn the knob and found that the door wasn't locked. When he opened the door, the quilt was folded neatly, and the room was as clean as if no one had lived in it.
Except for a bowl of clean but unwashed dishes on the tea table.
That's the noodles brought by lingchu warm last night.
There is no one in the room or outside.
Ling chunuan stood at the kitchen door and had a bold idea.
He must have left. After all, a big man is still the vice president of the group. The group is not in Lanjiang City, so he must be anxious to go back.
Thinking of this, her mood suddenly became clear. She went into the kitchen and hummed a song and rubbed a few sesame filled dumplings, because she usually had to prepare Gu Yao's portion. She inadvertently made two portions. After eating one, the remaining portion was fished out of the pot and covered the kitchen table with a heat preservation cover, ready to stay for supper.
After breakfast, Ling chunuan checked the refrigerator, took notes of the missing items on the post it notes, and then took the woven bag hanging at the door of the kitchen, happily went out to go shopping in the supermarket.
There is a small farmers' market near the old house, which is small in scale, but the dishes are very fresh, probably because it is located in the suburbs. The dishes bought by the merchants are planted in their own vegetable garden. People here also know Ling chunuan, and they greet her very warmly when they see her.
"Ouch, warm, some days haven't come..."
"My brother got married, and then he was busy for a period of time," Ling chunuan also explained with a smile, and conveniently put a few eggplants and carrots in the box and handed them to the boss,
"Aunt Wu, how much is it?"
"Ten yuan and ninety cents, just ten yuan."
Ling chunuan smiled and handed over ten yuan,
"Aunt Wu is a nice person."
"As far as your girl is sweet, my daughter can't speak as well as you,"
The fat boss of the grain and oil store over there stood at the door of the store with a bowl of noodles and waved at Ling chunuan, "nuanuan, today's eggs are all grass eggs sent by the chicken farm. Do you want to choose some?"
"Uncle Wang, please spare me 20 directly. I want to go there to see the fish."
"OK, girl, go. Come and get it from me after shopping."
“……”
People in the vegetable market like lingchunuan, and lingchunuan also likes to come here.
Like the noise here, like to watch the people fighting here, like to see the nearby residents bargain for a dime or two, she has no big dream. Gu Yao asked her what she wants to do in the future before, and she dared not lie to Gu Yao since childhood, so she honestly said it,
"I want to set up a vegetable stall."
His brother, who has always been taller than the sky, rarely didn't sneer. He touched her head with a dull look. There was no ridicule or contempt in his eyes, but with a trace of anxiety,
"It's a little difficult."
It's a little difficult. She's the second daughter of tanghuanyan group, the sister of Gu Yao, a legendary teenager who became famous in the media industry, the daughter of world-famous director and screenwriter ye Huanyan, and the granddaughter of jewelry designer Wenyi and Gu Shengu. Any relatives and friends in the family are famous in the industry.
Although a large family doesn't care much about her, how can she be allowed to be a vegetable vendor?
She can do nothing and become a second lady of waste wood, but she will never have the opportunity to do hard and thankless bottom businesses.
When returning home, Ling chunuan returned with a full load. With a big black fish wearing a straw rope in one hand and a woven bag full of melons and fruits in the other hand, he hummed all the way, lost the password at the door, stepped into the gate and went straight to the kitchen.
The big black fish was thrown into the water tank, and the remaining melons and fruits were classified into the small baskets on the kitchen console. After washing and brushing, a kitchen knife was used flexibly in her hand, and soon the red and green side dishes were neat, with seven small bowls in front of her lined up.
With all the dishes ready, I waited for ten o'clock to prepare lunch.
Ling chunuan untied his apron and put it aside. He wiped his hands by the way. The light from the corner of his eyes swept across the table, and suddenly he was stunned.
The bowl of glutinous rice balls on the table that should have stayed in the heat preservation cover is now placed next to the heat preservation cover. It is empty, and there is a porcelain white spoon in the bowl.
I only ate one bowl in the morning. This bowl is... Damn it?
Ling chunuan suddenly lifted the kitchen knife, looked around vigilantly, and finally his eyes fell on the direction of the kitchen door.
Looking from the window, the sound of flushing outside came from Gu Yao's room.
Lingchu was stunned for a few seconds,
You don't have to think about it to know that Zhuang Hong probably didn't leave at all.
She frowned, and the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere just now disappeared completely, and the more she wanted, the more angry she became.
Who can bear, who can't.
"Zhuang Hong, I think we should talk."
Ling chunuan knocked on the door of Zhuang Hong's room, and the splashing water stopped suddenly. She knew that Zhuang Hong was listening, so she continued,
"Well, I think we are different after all, and you have your business and I have mine, so are you, are you considering leaving early?"
There was no movement in the house,
"Zhuang Hong, I'm coming in,"
She thought Zhuang Hong didn't hear clearly, so she opened the door and walked carefully towards the inside.
After just taking two steps, a shadow covered behind her. Before she could react, her mouth and nose were suddenly covered by someone. A sense of suffocation became stronger and stronger. Her huge strength hooped her shoulders. She wanted to struggle, but she was not struggling at all.
In her panic, she kicked the floor lamp on the sofa violently, "crash" a loud noise, and the sound of broken glass echoed in the room.
"Warm..."
There was a sound of footsteps in the yard, accompanied by a familiar sound, mixed with some doubts,
It's Zhuang Hong's voice,
Ling chunuan widened his eyes and struggled like he caught a straw.
The 'thief' was obviously afraid. With a flash of cold light, he pulled out a knife and aimed it at her neck, lowering his voice,
"If you want to live, do as I say."
His neck was cold and his face was pale. He stared at the direction of the gate in panic and nodded decadent,
"Don't let him in." The blade pressed on her delicate skin, and a vicious sound came from her ear,
Outside the door, Zhuang Hong had walked to the door of the room and was about to open the door. His figure was shown in the frosted door. He was tall and powerful.
"You... Don't come in..." his shaking voice interrupted his action of opening the door.
Zhuang Hong was slightly stunned,
"Warm? What's the matter?"
Ling chunuan's worry still can't resist the strong sleepiness. The good sleep habits are developed by his tyrant brother. He must be sleepy at ten o'clock and must open his eyes before seven o'clock in the morning.After getting up, Ling chunuan furtively touched Zhuang Hong's room and glanced through the window. He didn't find any movement. He tried to turn the knob and found that the door wasn't locked. When he opened the door, the quilt was folded neatly, and the room was as clean as if no one had lived in it.Except for a bowl of clean but unwashed dishes on the tea table.That's the noodles brought by lingchu warm last night.There is no one in the room or outside.Ling chunuan stood at the kitchen door and had a bold idea.He must have left. After all, a big man is still the vice president of the group. The group is not in Lanjiang City, so he must be anxious to go back.Thinking of this, her mood suddenly became clear. She went into the kitchen and hummed a song and rubbed a few sesame filled dumplings, because she usually had to prepare Gu Yao's portion. She inadvertently made two portions. After eating one, the remaining portion was fished out of the pot and covered the kitchen table with a heat preservation cover, ready to stay for supper.After breakfast, Ling chunuan checked the refrigerator, took notes of the missing items on the post it notes, and then took the woven bag hanging at the door of the kitchen, happily went out to go shopping in the supermarket.There is a small farmers' market near the old house, which is small in scale, but the dishes are very fresh, probably because it is located in the suburbs. The dishes bought by the merchants are planted in their own vegetable garden. People here also know Ling chunuan, and they greet her very warmly when they see her."Ouch, warm, some days haven't come...""My brother got married, and then he was busy for a period of time," Ling chunuan also explained with a smile, and conveniently put a few eggplants and carrots in the box and handed them to the boss,"Aunt Wu, how much is it?""Ten yuan and ninety cents, just ten yuan."Ling chunuan smiled and handed over ten yuan,"Aunt Wu is a nice person.""As far as your girl is sweet, my daughter can't speak as well as you,"The fat boss of the grain and oil store over there stood at the door of the store with a bowl of noodles and waved at Ling chunuan, "nuanuan, today's eggs are all grass eggs sent by the chicken farm. Do you want to choose some?""Uncle Wang, please spare me 20 directly. I want to go there to see the fish.""OK, girl, go. Come and get it from me after shopping."People in the vegetable market like lingchunuan, and lingchunuan also likes to come here.Like the noise here, like to watch the people fighting here, like to see the nearby residents bargain for a dime or two, she has no big dream. Gu Yao asked her what she wants to do in the future before, and she dared not lie to Gu Yao since childhood, so she honestly said it,"I want to set up a vegetable stall."His brother, who has always been taller than the sky, rarely didn't sneer. He touched her head with a dull look. There was no ridicule or contempt in his eyes, but with a trace of anxiety,"It's a little difficult."It's a little difficult. She's the second daughter of tanghuanyan group, the sister of Gu Yao, a legendary teenager who became famous in the media industry, the daughter of world-famous director and screenwriter ye Huanyan, and the granddaughter of jewelry designer Wenyi and Gu Shengu. Any relatives and friends in the family are famous in the industry.Although a large family doesn't care much about her, how can she be allowed to be a vegetable vendor?She can do nothing and become a second lady of waste wood, but she will never have the opportunity to do hard and thankless bottom businesses.When returning home, Ling chunuan returned with a full load. With a big black fish wearing a straw rope in one hand and a woven bag full of melons and fruits in the other hand, he hummed all the way, lost the password at the door, stepped into the gate and went straight to the kitchen.The big black fish was thrown into the water tank, and the remaining melons and fruits were classified into the small baskets on the kitchen console. After washing and brushing, a kitchen knife was used flexibly in her hand, and soon the red and green side dishes were neat, with seven small bowls in front of her lined up.With all the dishes ready, I waited for ten o'clock to prepare lunch.Ling chunuan untied his apron and put it aside. He wiped his hands by the way. The light from the corner of his eyes swept across the table, and suddenly he was stunned.The bowl of glutinous rice balls on the table that should have stayed in the heat preservation cover is now placed next to the heat preservation cover. It is empty, and there is a porcelain white spoon in the bowl.I only ate one bowl in the morning. This bowl is... Damn it?Ling chunuan suddenly lifted the kitchen knife, looked around vigilantly, and finally his eyes fell on the direction of the kitchen door.Looking from the window, the sound of flushing outside came from Gu Yao's room.Lingchu was stunned for a few seconds,You don't have to think about it to know that Zhuang Hong probably didn't leave at all.She frowned, and the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere just now disappeared completely, and the more she wanted, the more angry she became.Who can bear, who can't."Zhuang Hong, I think we should talk."Ling chunuan knocked on the door of Zhuang Hong's room, and the splashing water stopped suddenly. She knew that Zhuang Hong was listening, so she continued,"Well, I think we are different after all, and you have your business and I have mine, so are you, are you considering leaving early?"There was no movement in the house,"Zhuang Hong, I'm coming in,"She thought Zhuang Hong didn't hear clearly, so she opened the door and walked carefully towards the inside.After just taking two steps, a shadow covered behind her. Before she could react, her mouth and nose were suddenly covered by someone. A sense of suffocation became stronger and stronger. Her huge strength hooped her shoulders. She wanted to struggle, but she was not struggling at all.In her panic, she kicked the floor lamp on the sofa violently, "crash" a loud noise, and the sound of broken glass echoed in the room."Warm..."There was a sound of footsteps in the yard, accompanied by a familiar sound, mixed with some doubts,It's Zhuang Hong's voice,Ling chunuan widened his eyes and struggled like he caught a straw.The 'thief' was obviously afraid. With a flash of cold light, he pulled out a knife and aimed it at her neck, lowering his voice,"If you want to live, do as I say."His neck was cold and his face was pale. He stared at the direction of the gate in panic and nodded decadent,"Don't let him in." The blade pressed on her delicate skin, and a vicious sound came from her ear,Outside the door, Zhuang Hong had walked to the door of the room and was about to open the door. His figure was shown in the frosted door. He was tall and powerful."You... Don't come in..." his shaking voice interrupted his action of opening the door.Zhuang Hong was slightly stunned,"Warm? What's the matter?"
