When Li Jingchen turned around, he happened to see her unburdened smile.
His hand holding the broom trembled slightly. How long had it been since she smiled like this at him? It had been so long... that he no longer dared to ask for more.
After Lu Wanwan noticed his gaze, she slowly smiled, and then said: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your help. I'm going to rest. Please go out."
Seeing that she had returned to a cold look, Li Jingchen suddenly walked over and shook her chair teasingly. The chair, which was already about to break, fell apart due to his tossing.
Li Jingchen didn't expect this, and quickly reached out to catch Lu Wanwan who was falling.
However, this sudden feeling of weightlessness easily reminded Lu Wanwan of her experience of falling into the sea six years ago. She grabbed Li Jingchen's hand as hard as grabbing a piece of driftwood, and her mind went blank for a short time.
Until Li Jingchen's voice sounded: "You are so enthusiastic, do you want to have another one with me?"
Lu Wanwan pushed him away suddenly, took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Li, stop making such jokes!"
After a meal, she looked at the broken wooden chair and said, "This is an old lady's chair. It's not easy for poor people. She will feel bad if she sees it."
"I will compensate."
As Li Jingchen said that, he put his hand into his pocket, but heard her say: "You don't have to, I stepped on it, I'll just pay for it."
Li Jingchen didn't notice that something was wrong with Lu Wanwan at this time. After pinching her chin, his eyebrows were filled with anger: "Do you have to be so different from me?"
...
At the same time, Li Zhai.
When Li Qingling came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, she was suddenly tripped by a ball of fluff.
"Meow~"
Li Qingling lowered her head and saw that it was the kitten that Senior Duan had given her to the company this evening.
The kitten was all orange, with a tiger-like head and a slender tail that sometimes curved into a question mark and sometimes stood up like an exclamation mark, as if it was deliberately tempting her to touch it.
But Li Qingling still had a few business emails to answer, so she walked past it and headed to the desk.
The little orange cat flicked its tail unwillingly, then suddenly jumped hard and easily hung on the corner of Li Qingling's skirt, acting as a mobile pendant.
As Li Qingling walked, she seemed to hear a "stab".
She looked back and saw a tear in her nightgown, and the culprit was stepping on a rag and looking at her innocently.
She bought this nightgown at Fu's clothing store. It's made of 100% silk!
Li Qing cleverly lifted the little orange cat into her arms, rubbed its head to vent her anger, and looked around for nail clippers: "It's time to cut your nails."
"Meow?" The little orange cat didn't know what was going to happen next, until Li Qingling showed the cold nail clippers, and it suddenly screamed "Meow Meow Meow!!!"
Li Qingling hugged it that kept fluttering and said earnestly: "It's useless to scream. I can't let you grab things at home. If you scratch something that my sister-in-law used before, you will be killed by my elder brother."
, including me."
At this moment, a servant came outside her room and said excitedly: "Miss Third, Mr. Lin is here!"
Li Qingling was focused on cutting the little orange cat's nails, so she asked absently: "Which Mr. Lin?"
The servant's mouth twitched and he said, "He is your sweetheart, Mr. Lin Yuelin."
Hearing this, Li Qingling let go of her hand in surprise, and the little orange cat took the opportunity to jump out of her arms.