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Chapter 262 The True Story of the Flying Girl

At eight o'clock in the evening, the whole building unexpectedly fell into darkness.

Immediately, residents upstairs and downstairs started shouting curses, and then I heard someone yelling at each other in different languages.

There are a large group of children running around and playing in the neighbors, making noisy noises and laughter, which makes people even more irritated.

After Zhong Chuhong put down the phone, she put on a shirt and jeans, and when no one was paying attention to her, she quietly prepared to sneak away.

"Sister, do you want to go out?" Little Brother Zhong had sharp eyes and stopped her immediately.

"You're the only one who talks too much." Zhong Chuhong lowered her voice and glared at him fiercely.

"Sister, it's so late, where are you going out?" Zhong Ma leaned out from the kitchen.

"The water and electricity are cut off at home, and it's still so hot. My friend asked me to go out for ice cream." Zhong Chuhong smiled sweetly.

"Sister, if you go to the street to eat ice cream, we will go too." The two brothers stood up impatiently.

"Stay at home obediently. I won't take you with me." Zhong Chuhong showed off her big sister's attitude.

"Humph, what kind of friend? It's Ajie who asked you out." Mother Zhong saw through her lie at a glance.

"Why are you asking so many questions? If she wants to go, let her go. She is not a child anymore." Father Zhong, who was shaking the sunflower fan to enjoy the coolness, added with a smile.

"Abba, you are the most reasonable, then I'm leaving." Zhong Chuhong smiled tenderly.

"Ask your two younger brothers to accompany you downstairs. It's not safe to go downstairs in such a dark state." Father Zhong assigned two young bodyguards.

"Remember to come back on time, girl, don't let others suffer for no reason." Mother Zhong reminded her worriedly.

"Mom, what are you talking about? I have a sense of restraint." Zhong Chuhong stomped her feet shyly and went out.

The two younger brothers also hurriedly chased after them, escorting their eldest sister downstairs.

These days, elevators and stairs in buildings are places where gangsters like to commit crimes, let alone a place with such a complex population.

"It's okay for your daughter to be ignorant. You are her father, but you still indulge her." Mother Zhong said angrily.

"Young people go out to take photos of prostitutes at night, why are you stopping them?" Father Zhong said with a smile like someone who has come before.

"Ajie's character, appearance and talents are very good. He is indeed a good boy." Mother Zhong sat down and sighed.

"My daughter is not bad either. She is young, pretty, and cute. We are a perfect match." Father Zhong leisurely fanned himself in the cool breeze.

"Hmph, you are a Sanxing guy, you still imitate people's calligraphy of Wenjue, and you don't know how to write Chou." Mother Zhong smiled coldly and snatched the sunflower fan from his hand.

"A calm mind will naturally cool down. You haven't even crossed your mind about your daughter. Why are you so anxious?" Father Zhong shook his head.

Zhong Mu didn't want to tell him apart, so she fanned herself, "Oh, I spent a thousand silver to buy an air conditioner, but it's of no use now."

"But if you raise a good daughter, maybe you won't have to worry about it in the rest of your life." Father Zhong smiled somewhat complacently.

"That's your daughter, you can sell it based on the weight." Mother Zhong glared at him dissatisfied.

Father Zhong also felt that what he said was inappropriate, and his expression became a little resentful.

Zhong Chuhong's current job earns several thousand a month, which is much more than a senior white-collar worker in a Central office building. Although they also know that Lu Dongjie is taking care of her in disguise, the burden and pressure on the family has undoubtedly been reduced by most.

Lu Dongjie's current career achievements are obvious to all. Mother Zhong has never had much confidence in her daughter and Lu Dongjie being together. She is worried that Lu Dongjie will treat her like a nurturing lover like that kind of rich man.

My own daughter is now like a steamed melon. Sometimes she is coquettish and naive, and she also looks like a silly girl with no intentions. How can she be Lu Dongjie's opponent? What if one day she comes back crying with bruises all over her body and teaches others what to do.

Thinking of this, Mother Zhong couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Zhong Chuhong downstairs didn't have so many thoughts. She was just a little girl who was simply in love. She wished she could be with her boyfriend 24 hours a day, talking about love day and night, and making love.

She bought a large bag of ice cream at a store, gave it to her two younger brothers angrily, and then sent them away.

At half past eight, the whole city was noisy and bustling with traffic.

Zhong Chuhong looked up at the main entrance of the building, paying attention to the cars driving on the road. She recognized that his car was dark red.

She watched and waited, wondering why it hadn't come yet, secretly feeling angry.

At this moment, there was a roar of motorcycles coming from far away, a crisp "squeak" of brakes, and a black motorcycle stopped steadily in front of her.

The driver was wearing a helmet and a black leather wallet. He was tall and looked very stylish.

But then he whistled a frivolous whistle, and his behavior was no different from that of an ordinary flying boy, which immediately made people feel less favorable.

Zhong Chuhong subconsciously turned his head, took two steps away, ignored him, and secretly cursed, "Damn Fei Zi."

"Beautiful girl, let me take you to the New Territories for a river cruise." The driver opened his goggles and said teasingly to her.

"Bah..." Zhong Chuhong was about to curse, but she felt that the voice and tone were very familiar. She looked back at him in disbelief, "You bad guy, why is it you?"

"Superhero Black Knight, what, do you look like it?" Lu Dongjie also made a funny pose.

"Pfft." Zhong Chuhong covered her mouth and smiled, then circled around him, "When did you buy this motorcycle? It looks so majestic."

"I sent it to you today. You're in luck today." Lu Dongjie handed her another helmet.

"Hmm..." Zhong Chuhong took it and wrinkled his nose, "Why does it smell like this?"

"It's okay, it's for insect protection. It will disperse after a few blows of wind. Get in the car." Lu Dongjie patted the back seat.

"Is it safe?" Although Zhong Chuhong hesitated, her heart was already eager to try.

"I'm joking, I remember when I was riding a horse in the Ministry of Transportation, I didn't know how many speedsters were killed by me." Lu Dongjie smiled.

"A good man doesn't mention his former bravery, but I'll just trust you once." Zhong Chuhong laughed and sat on it.

"Hey, it's dark, is there a power outage in your building?" Lu Dongjie raised his head and looked up.

"Those Morochas owed their electricity bills, so the power company came to close the door." Zhong Chuhong curled her lips.

"Then it seems God's will is that I won't go home tonight." Lu Dongjie chuckled.

"Hmph, you have a good idea, don't let it go wrong." Zhong Chuhong pinched him around the waist.

"Where do you want to go tonight?" Lu Dongjie pulled down his goggles.

"You decide, I will go wherever you go." Zhong Chuhong became vaguely excited.

"Sit tight, we're ready to go." Lu Dongjie turned the throttle.

"Yeah." She rested her head on his shoulder and cheek, her body close to his back, and her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.

She was very excited at the moment, and her heart was beating nervously.
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