The next day, while Ouyang Xixue was still drunk, Murong Rong got up early, took some money from Ouyang Xixue's counter, and walked to the vegetable market with a vegetable basket.
In the vegetable market, there is a stall selling tofu.
Murong Rong took out one hundred yuan and said, "Boss, give me one yuan and fifty cents of tofu."
The boss glanced at Murong Rong and said, "Buy a fifty-cent piece of tofu, give me a hundred, how about you rinse it with me?"
Murong Rong said very arrogantly: "Isn't this a waste of money? Can't you find a businessman with a hundred dollars? Then you might as well not do it!"
The boss then said helplessly: "Come in and I'll give you change."
We led Murong inside. Inside was a bean mill with a path leading directly to the upper floor.
The boss pointed to the trail and said, "Go up, there is someone waiting for you up there."
Murong Rong smiled and patted the boss on the shoulder, "Thank you, no need to change the money, just give me two pieces of tofu."
Walking up the narrow path, you will find a residential house inside, and already standing in the house is a man with a scar on his face.
This tofu shop was bought by Phantom when Murong Rong and Ouyang Xixue rented a nearby house.
The man with the scar is Leng Qingtian, holding a piece of information in his hand.
This is information about nightclubs in dimensional space. All that can be found is here.
Murong Rong browsed through it, and there was nothing wrong with it on the surface. It was just a nightclub opened by a gangster, and it was a very normal practice to do business and launder money secretly.
But her professional sensitivity told her that the more ordinary things seem to be, the most extraordinary things are.
Leng Qingtian said: "In these two days, I will arrange for people to sneak in, and they will cooperate with your work."
"Okay, thank you." After reading the information, Murong Rong started a fire and burned the information on the spot. "Also, go check out Ouyang Ye's experience after his bankruptcy. He seems to be in a nightclub now. Go check him out.
The responsibility is there.”
"Okay, but you have to be careful. Someone went to check your experience last night."
"I know this. I'm leaving first. If you have any questions, come to me here. However, if there is indeed a problem in the dimensional space, someone will definitely follow me for a while. We have to keep the story short."
Leng Qingtian nodded: "I know, but you can't leave just yet because Mr.—— is here too."
Yin Zai actually came?!
Murong Rong was so frightened, "Didn't I tell you not to tell him?"
Leng Qingtian smiled and said, "We dare not disobey Sir's orders."
He motioned to a room inside and asked Murong Rong to go in by himself.
Murong Rong stood in front of the door. After n number of reasons flashed through his mind, he took a deep breath and opened the door.
Yin Zai was sitting at a small table inside, drinking freshly ground soy milk with a bowl of tofu in front of him.
Murong Rong put on a smile and said hello, "Good morning!"
Yinzai had a calm face, suppressing his anger.
Murong Rong's scalp felt numb. Once he really got angry, the consequences would be very serious.
She walked over, hugged his neck, and said gently and lovingly: "My dear, why are you here?"
Yinzai just snorted coldly.
It looked like he was very angry.
Murong Rong was close to him, missing him so much, missing his smell, and even his angry look made her miss him.
She lifted his strong chin from behind, lowered her head, traced the shape of his lips with the tip of her tongue, and suddenly took it in her mouth, turning and sucking.
I wear a mask every day to be a human being, and I try my best to pretend every day. Every nerve is tense every moment, and I dare not relax even a little bit.
She has long been tired, and has long wanted to stay by his side forever. Whether she is angry or happy, she is full of happiness.
Yin Zai turned her face away, his eyes flashing with raging anger, "Don't try to fool her through this."
Murong Rong blinked her innocent eyes, "Don't you miss me?"
Yin Zai sighed lowly, took her over and sat on his lap. He knew that she was convinced of him.
Murong Rong hugged his waist and buried her head in his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat and smelling his exclusive aura. Even his aura was filled with his domineering nature.
"Why have you lost so much weight?" Yin Zai held her waist, and she lost a lot of weight just after leaving her for a long time.
He caressed her face, and her round face became much thinner.
She was under great mental pressure, and her work and rest were completely disrupted, so she naturally lost weight quickly. It was rare to see him, so Murong Rong naturally would not use this precious time to complain.
She raised her head, and under her long eyelashes, her bright black eyes shone with tenderness and sweetness: "Don't be angry, okay? I swear, this is the last order."