She didn't come back to her senses until the man's wheelchair got closer.
"Are you hungry? I bought some vegetables today to make chicken soup for you." She shook the vegetables in her hand at him.
Shen Junyan hummed indifferently.
Lin Qiu's eyes glanced at the wheelchair beneath him, which was glowing with cold metal, and he wisely did not interfere.
He didn't ask where Mrs. Zhang had gone.
She carried the dishes into the kitchen and noticed the changes in the apartment's layout with great sensitivity.
These homes may seem unchanged, but in fact they all have a new look.
Even the kitchen knife in his hand is a little heavier than before.
She washed and chopped vegetables skillfully, quickly prepared three dishes and one soup, brought them to the dining table, and called Shen Junyan to eat.
"Try it, I don't know if it suits your taste." Lin Qiu scooped up a bowl of rice soup and brought it to Shen Junyan, because considering his body, the dishes she made were soft and glutinous and easy to digest.
Looking at the steaming dishes on the table that whetted one's appetite, a strange light flashed through Shen Junyan's dark eyes.
The two of them ate quietly.
Lin Qiu secretly raised her eyes to observe his expression.
But there was no movement on the man's stern face as he chewed slowly.
She withdrew her gaze.
Suddenly there was the sound of a key turning.
"I have to beat this little bitch to death, but you dare to beat me, damn it." Zhou Yang, with a bruised nose and swollen face, came in cursing, his head wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.
"Shut up. Shen Junyan is awake now. He is still a member of the Shen family. You don't want to live this life. I also thought about it. I don't want to go back to the shabby house in the countryside with you." Chen Lan hugged her. He looked at his son and rolled his eyes in disgust.
"So what if he wakes up? He thought he was Shen Junyan from two years ago!" Zhou Yang disagreed, especially when he saw Shen Junyan sitting in a wheelchair after entering the house, the look of disdain on his face became even stronger .
"Living dead! Living dead!" The son in Chen Lan's arms spat happily.
"Yes! Living dead!" Zhou Yang laughed heartily.
Lin Qiu frowned and glanced at Shen Junyan, not noticing that he looked unhappy.
"Hey, let's eat here. Damn it, I just saved my life from the hospital, and you guys are enjoying the spicy food at home." Zhou Yang walked in, looked at the table full of dishes, and said mockingly.
"Zhou Yang, if you dare to act like this again, I will call the police. If things get serious, it will not be good for you." Lin Qiu stood up, squeezed the bowl in his hand, and warned with a cold face.
"You dare to threaten me? If you dare, just hit me on the head. Try it!" Zhou Yang pointed at his forehead, which glowed fiercely.
Lin Qiu pursed his lips.
She knew very well that she couldn't stand up to such ruffians.
I was thinking about whether to call the police.
Zhou Yang sneered disdainfully, dragged him to a chair, stretched his legs forward, and said like an uncle: "Hurry up, give me a bowl too, I'm starving to death."
"It's not your fault." Lin Qiu looked at him expressionlessly.
Shen Junyan moved his hand on the wheelchair, and a coldness flashed across his eyes.
Chen Lan noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, so she pushed Zhou Yang and signaled him to get up quickly.
"Why are you pushing me?" Zhou Yang waved her away impatiently.
"Husband, let's go." Chen Lan swallowed her saliva and said fearfully.
She looked around and noticed that she didn't see her mother-in-law at all.
"Let's go? Why should I leave! I live here, where are we going!" Zhou Yang slapped the table, looked at Shen Junyan, and said sarcastically: "For someone like him, I can beat ten, what the hell is Second Young Master Shen?" , even if I bully his wife in front of him, what can he do to me?"
He said proudly.
He didn't notice Chen Lan's expression becoming frightened at all.
"Ah!" screamed.
Zhou Yang lifted his feet off the ground and hung in the air.
A strong man wearing a repairman's uniform picked up Zhou Yang like a chicken and threw him out in the next second.
Zhou Yang flew out and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Don't hit my dad! Bad woman!" The son in Chen Lan's arms was so frightened that he cried loudly.
"Shut up!" Hu Biao waved his fist viciously.
They don't respect the old and care for the young, and they don't care whether they are male or female. They will beat you whenever they want.
Chen Lan covered her son's mouth and was so frightened that she backed away and did not dare to speak.
Hu Biao rolled up his sleeves and wanted to continue.
Shen Junyan coughed lightly.
"Get out of here!" Hu Biao paused and roared, ear-splittingly.
Chen Lan pulled up Zhou Yang who was vomiting blood from the ground and fled in panic.
Lin Qiu was left standing there, trying his best to control his emotions and looking at the strong man.
She knows this strong man.
Shen Junyan is the toughest thug around him.
"That..." Hu Biao then remembered that the second young lady was also present.
He turned around, looked at Lin Qiu, touched the back of his head, and showed a smile that he thought was very friendly but was actually extremely fierce: "I came to repair...the water heater. Now that it has been repaired, I'm leaving."
The noisy apartment became calm again.
Lin Qiu knew that he should not ask about Shen Junyan's affairs.
So she suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, stood up and said, "I'll tidy up this place."
Her movements were crisp and neat.
He didn't even ask why Hu Biao appeared here.
Shen Junyan looked around, and when she turned around, she suddenly said: "Don't worry, they won't hurt you."
Lin Qiu turned around, raised a smile and replied: "I'm not afraid."
She was originally worried about how Shen Junyan would deal with Mrs. Shen and the others.
After all, Grandpa Shen passed away.
Now it seems that her worries are completely unfounded.
Looking at the woman's clear and determined eyes, Shen Junyan's eyes darkened.
Lin Qiu finished clearing the dining table and found a rag and mop.
She guessed that Shen Junyan had mysophobia and wanted to clean the living room again, but suddenly the doorbell rang again.
Lin Qiu walked forward suspiciously, and through the peephole, he saw a thin young man standing at the door with a gentle smile.
"Hello, I've just moved here next door. I heard something going on here. Do you need help?"
Then she opened the door with confidence and said politely: "No, thank you."
"Okay, let me introduce myself. My name is Ye Qian. By the way, these are some small cakes I bought. Please take care of me in the future." The young man said and handed over a beautifully packaged cake.
"Thank you." Lin Qiu took it.
Her eyes flickered, and she saw at a glance that the package contained a label for a private restaurant that could not be reserved.
