The package was delivered wrapped in a Xiangyun gauze scarf.

The outside of the silk scarf is painted with dark golden auspicious clouds, and the scent of sandalwood can be smelled up close.

The most important thing is to be particular about it.

Untie the bow, and there is a box inside the scarf.

Gray-black wood, the wood chips are clean, and it feels smooth and thorn-free.

There is a word engraved on the lower right corner of the wooden box, and silver is also traced on it.

What is the word?

A beautiful woman gives a gift, and her heart is full of beauty.

It’s not that Ling Shu has never received gifts, nor has he ever received gifts from beauties.

Apart from other things, when he was in school, many female classmates left unknown little gifts on his desk every day. Even when he went to the dance hall, Yaqi and others would rather dance with him than take his tips.

But Ling Shu suddenly had expectations for what was in the box.

Presumably what He Youan sent must not be an ordinary thing.

The box has no lock, only a snap button, which can be opened by pressing the button.

Inside was a piece of red paper sprinkled with gold, a pen, and a bottle of unknown liquid that looked like perfume and ink.

The red paper looked like an invitation or a wedding letter, but it was empty, not even a word was written on it.

Ling Shu became a little interested.

Based on his guess, He Youan probably gave her a gift because he saved her life last time.

Since it was a gift, it would not be so careless and perfunctory, even forgetting to write the name and content.

This might be a quiz gift.

Just like going to the lantern market during festivals, those bright and colorful lanterns have lantern riddles on them. Only by solving the riddles can the lantern truly belong to you.

Very interesting.

"What's this?"

Yue Dingtang pushed open the door and entered, feeling a chill coming over him.

Seeing the surprise on Ling Shu's face, he said, "I don't have any classes in school today. I'll bring back the students' homework for correction. It's warmer here."

I'm afraid they just want to monitor him, Ling Shu cursed.

"Ms. He asked someone to send it to me. Thank you for saving my life last time." He was a little proud, as if he was showing off his candy box in front of a child who couldn't get candy.

Yue Dingtang: "She sent it here, but not to the Ling family. It must not be just for you, but for us."

Ling Shu disagreed: "You are my commander. Since you are sending two people, why did you only send it to me by name?"

Yue Dingtang smiled faintly: "Of course it's because you have saved her life. He Youan was born in poverty, and was promoted by Shen Shiqi to become famous in the movies. He dealt with celebrities and wealthy businessmen. Last time at the consulate banquet, Shen Shiqi made such a fuss.

As soon as she came out, instead of being looked down upon by everyone, she actually won a lot of sympathy. I heard that after that night, her movie theater was packed, and there were even kids from rich families who came to send flowers and bags to the theater, and suddenly there were a lot of big spenders.

Movie fans, some even want to buy the film company to rescue her from Shen Qi. She must be flawless in her work and not offend anyone, so how could there be mistakes like you mentioned? "

Ling Shu couldn't help but ask: "Someone wanted to buy a movie company just to praise her, so why didn't she agree?"

Yue Dingtang: "I didn't agree. She said that Shen Shiqi had been kind to her. Although she was a bit hot-tempered, she couldn't be ungrateful just because of his temper. As soon as this was spread, everyone praised her for her kindness.

Even Mr. Pence from the U.S. Consulate sent her an invitation to attend a banquet and perform a singing performance on Washington's birthday next month. I heard that a French counselor was pursuing Miss He recently.

."

His sources of information are indeed much broader than Lingshu's supernatural powers.

But after hearing this, Ling Shu, instead of being jealous and depressed, actually praised: "There are so many beauties with superficial appearance, but there are very few beauties who are both internal and external. Miss He is indeed the leader among them!"

Yue Dingtang felt that he was so poisoned that even ten horses could not pull him back. This kind of poison is called He Youan Beauty Poison. In the mild case, when seeing He Youan, his face will be red and his ears will be hot. In severe cases, no matter how He Youan kills people and sets fires, he will only clap his hands and applaud.

.

According to Yue Dingtang's inference, Ling Shu was showing signs of turning from mild to severe.

He picked up the red paper and looked at it.

"It must be invisible ink. It comes out after baking it with paper. Nowadays, there is a basic course in chemistry courses in universities. They use cuttlefish juice to write. After a few days, the words disappear. Many students play

It’s a great pleasure, and we use this to pass each other’s little secret codes.”

When he said this, Ling Shu immediately lost the fun of guessing riddles.

Yue Dingtang turned the red paper over and played with it.

"I do have an idea."

There was a smile on his lips, "How about we make a bet. If she really gives this gift to both of us, then I win. If it's just for you, then I lose. How about that?"

Ling Shu: "What's the bet?"

Yue Dingtang: "Do something for the other party. Of course, you can't break the law or violate public order and good customs."

Ling Shu thought about it and felt that he was not losing money on this deal.

"Okay, but you have to ask for a notarization before it counts."

Yue Dingtang: "Are you afraid that I will default on my debt?"

Ling Shu smiled hypocritically: "After all, you are the chief and I am the subordinate. You can do whatever you say when the time comes. As a subordinate, how can I dare to say anything?"

Yue Dingtang: "In your opinion, who should be the notary?"

Ling Shu: "When promoting a virtuous person, don't avoid relatives. Let's take Sister Chunxiao. Although you are biological siblings, I believe in her public spirit."

Yue Dingtang: ...I don’t believe it, she must be partial to you.

"No. If you are like this, you might as well go to Sister Ling and forget it."

Ling Yao takes action and cannot allow Ling Shu to default on his account.

Ling Shu twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's better to find a colleague from your school, a university professor, to serve as a role model, so that you won't be biased."

Yue Dingtang nodded: "That's okay."

Throughout the morning, the two of them did their own things, and time went very quickly.

Yue Dingtang corrected the homework at hand very quickly.

Ling Shu took a book from the bookshelf and was reading it.

Yue Dingtang took a break from his busy schedule and glanced at the title of the book.

"Discussing Social Problems".

Oh wow, it's quite deep and impressive.

Yue Dingtang was a little surprised.

After half an hour, he finished grading his homework and raised his head again.

The man had already fallen asleep with his head pillowed on the book.

Yue Dingtang:......

Ling Shu was dreaming that he was having a pleasant chat with the owner of Xiao Ji Noodle Shop, sitting across from each other and drinking. Lao Xiao was blowing his endless cows flying all over the sky, while Ling Shu was taking a sip of the chicken noodle soup base and looking at Lao Xiao.

Xiao was chatting and laughing as usual, and there was still a bit of the quiet beauty of time in his heart, and there was a sudden ringing in his ears.

I woke up from the sweet dream and remembered that Lao Xiao had been dead for many days, and it suddenly turned into a terrifying nightmare.

Yue Dingtang saw his expression change: "Wake up, your saliva is dripping out."

Ling Shu wiped his mouth subconsciously.

"Where's the saliva?"

Yue Dingtang's face was expressionless.

Ling Shu realized that he was wrong and closed the book with a dry smile.

"Are you done? Are you going to have lunch?"

Yue Dingtang glanced at the pages. It was a thin book and he had just turned a few pages.

Okay, I take back my preamble.

"Eat out."

He picked up his scarf and coat and walked ahead.

The sun outside happened to hit the spot where the clothes had just been hung, ironing their coats warmly and making them feel like they had been given a layer of sunlight when they were put on.

Ling Shu felt at ease inexplicably.

"What to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?" Yue Dingtang asked.

“Chicken noodle soup?”
To be continued...