Under Li Qingling's questioning, Li Jingchen impatiently grabbed the microphone on the side, put it into her hand, and diverted her attention: "Stop being so nagging, call Lin Yue and ask him to come and marry you as soon as possible.
"
After finishing speaking, Li Jingchen went upstairs, even his back looked stiff.
Li Qingling took the microphone and muttered angrily: "Brother, it's true that you think I'm verbose! I must tell Lin Yue, huh!"
After finishing speaking, Li Qingling called her sweetheart.
"Meow~" At this time, the little orange cat finished licking its hair and jumped onto the sofa without fear of death, burying its head and tail together, turning into a ball of cat curls.
Under the warm yellow ceiling lamp, Li Qingling was nestled on the soft sofa. Next to her was a lightly sleeping kitten. In her ears was Lin Yue's whisper. Her heart was raised because of the arrival of the Li family members.
The thorns gradually turned into nothingness, becoming comfortable and calm.
...
When Li Jingchen returned to the room, he immediately checked the charging cell phone.
Seeing that Lu Wanwan didn't call him, his already gloomy expression became even more frightening.
I obviously had something to tell him this afternoon and evening, but I was suddenly interrupted by a text message.
He thought she might call him tonight to finish what she had left unsaid.
But now, the empty missed calls told him that Wanwan really had nothing to say to him.
Li Jingchen held up his cell phone with an expressionless expression, comforting himself that it didn't matter. If Dong Yi's orphanage didn't close down for a day, it would definitely come to him sooner or later.
He waited for her to come to him.
When the time comes, he wants her to explain why she took Fu Shuo's car to work this morning.
What did she think of the kiss she had with him in the rain last night?
If she dared to say that she just wanted to play with him on a whim, or if she was bored and wanted to have an affair, he wouldn't mind binding her to a villa in the suburbs and making her pay a heavy price for "playing with him".
*
Three days later, the weekend arrived.
After Lu Wanwan got up, seeing that it was still early, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Fu Shuo and An An, and then went back to the room to change clothes for the trip.
Xia Zhi saw her changing her clothes when she came downstairs again, and couldn't help but ask: "My eldest mistress, are you going out?"
After Lu Wanwan said "hmm", he asked: "Xiao Xia, if Fu Shuo and An An come downstairs later and their breakfast is cold, help them heat it up in the microwave."
Xia Zhi nodded: "Okay, young lady, I'll note it down."
"Then I'm going out." Lu Wanwan finished her words and went to the entrance to put on shoes.
Shortly after Lu Wanwan left, a door upstairs suddenly opened, and a gloomy man walked out.
Since the friction with Wanwan in the elevator three days ago, Fu Shuo seemed to be avoiding it intentionally.
He and Lu Wanwan would often go out together one at a time, the other would go downstairs for breakfast, the other would go home for dinner in the evening, and the other would go out to socialize.
We obviously live under the same roof, but we haven't seen each other very often.
This allowed them to maintain a strange peace.
Just now, Fu Shuo saw Lu Wanwan walking out of the courtyard from the balcony of the room.
Where was she going? He didn't ask.
As long as he made sure that she was not carrying any luggage, he would feel at ease.
...
After going downstairs, Fu Shuo came to the dining table.
Seeing that he was eating egg pancakes with millet porridge today, he was about to blame the chef for being perfunctory, but he heard Xia Zhi say from the side: "This is the breakfast that the young mistress personally made for the husband and the young master."