One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 39 Canary's Self-cultivation (4)

  Shen Handeng said that he lives here, rather than being under house arrest.

  It’s no wonder that I have a midnight supper and hide.

  啧.

  It’s a small day...

  【Kiss, draw your card? 】

  【You can't be fooled, you can't suffer, but you can get a better future for the target person. 】

  Cheat Krypton Flash immediately launched brainwashing bombing.

  Lingqiong: "..."

  Get out!

  She doesn’t have any money, so draw a hammer!

  The gambling dad of the original owner has already squeezed all the money from the original owner.

  Lingqiong pushed Shining back, touching her chin thinking.

  No wonder she thought the witch was weird.

  Emotions are not to take care of others at all, but to torture them. It is vicious enough.

  Lingqiong leaned to the door and listened to the movement outside. She was sure that there was no sound. She opened the door and ran into Shen Han Deng's room.

  The messy ground before was cleaned up at this time, and even the carpets were replaced with new ones.

  Witch’s work efficiency is quite high.

  Shen Handeng was still lying on the bed, only his head was exposed.

  Lingqiong went over, lay down beside the bed, and called him softly: "Master."

  Shen Handeng grabbed the quilt and brushed it to cover his head.

  Lingqiong tugged at his quilt, "Master, I want to ask you something."

  Shen Handeng stretched out his hand from under the quilt, pointed at the door, and motioned for her to roll away.

  Lingqiong held his hand with both hands, "Master, listen to me."

  Shen Handeng sat up, shook off her hand, and glared.

  Lingqiong was still lying on the side of the bed, looking up at him slightly, her small face with innocent blankness.

  Shen Handeng's chest fluctuated a few times, rubbing his fingers against the place Lingqiong had touched.

  He stared at the little girl, and said sullenly and fiercely: "Don't touch me without my permission!"

   "Aren't you..."

  Shen Handeng glared at her.

  Lingqiong closed her mouth wisely.

  Master.

  He can touch others, but others cannot touch him.

   Quirks!

I know!

  Daddy tolerates your little temper, naughty.

  Shen Handeng sat leaning on the bed, looking at her with a corner of light, not too impatient, "say."

   "Is it you, or the witch outside?"

  Shen Handeng focused on the last two words, "Witch?"

   "Oh, that's the woman." Lingqiong tilted her head, "Don't you think she looks like a witch?"

  "..."

  Shen Handeng thinks about it carefully, it looks alike.

  "Don't pay attention to this, answer my question."

   "..." Shen Handeng stared at her for a few seconds, and finally spit out a word, "I."

  Some time ago, he knew that his stepmother wanted to find him a woman, so he proposed it first.

  The information was sent over there, and he can only select from it.

  Although these people may also be arranged, there are so many people, they can’t know who they can pick, and they are definitely not as prepared as those who have been directly arranged.

  So he picked the person in front of him from a bunch of materials.

   "Then how much am I worth?"

  Shen Handeng thought she wanted to ask something else, but who would have thought it was this.

  He held out his hand expressionlessly and made a five.

  "Half million?" Is the original owner so cheap?

   "Five hundred."

  Lingqiong's eyes lit up slightly, and she rubbed his side, "Who will give the money?"

  As the heir, Shen Handeng has money at his disposal even if he is under house arrest in disguise.

  And he raised this matter first.

  So the money is drawn from him.

"I."

  The little girl's eyes brightened, "Did you give those people money?"

  Shen Han Deng pointed at the distance, the meaning was very obvious, no closer.

   spit out two words coldly, "No."

  Lingqiong sat obediently, "Then you can give me the money."

  Shen Han Deng: "..."

  Shen Handeng: "Why?"

   Ling Qiong curled her lips and smiled cutely, "You bought me, the money itself should be mine."

  Shen Handeng: "If you take this money, your dad will be finished."

  Lingqiong cast aside her lips, "Where is my father who sells his daughter? I can't even care about it now, and I still care about him."

  Shen Han Deng: "..."

  Lingqiong shook his fingers to reason to Shen Handeng.

   "I am so pitiful a little girl, my father is not responsible, and take me to pay off the debt. Should I obey his arrangement? I took my hard-earned money, why not."

  Shen Handeng listened to the little girl, her headache was so tight, she raised her hand to stop.

  He took out a card from the bedside table, "You take this money, you will not be free in the future."

  Lingqiong took it happily, and didn't know if he had heard his words, so she opened her mouth and said, "You are such a good person."

  Shen Han Deng: "..."

  Good people?

  Lingqiong got the card, and her whole body swelled, and she slipped away regardless of Shen Han Deng.

  Shen Han Deng: "..."

  ...

  Lunch is downstairs. Lingqiong is not a servant after all, so she can eat with Shen Handeng.

  Shen Handeng wore that white pajamas and slowly descended the stairs.

   "Hurry up, I'm so hungry." Lingqiong urged him.

   "Don't be rude!" The witch yelled.

   "I'm talking to the young master, what do you say." Lingqiong turned to look at her, "the young master didn't even say about me."

  "..."

  Shen Handeng did not say anything, so he walked to the table and sat down normally.

  The witch pulled her face and began to serve.

  The curtains all around are tightly drawn, only the lamp above the head is still the kind of dark light.

  Shen Handeng sat on the opposite side with a sad expression, spitting things on the plate back and forth with a fork, just not eating.

  Lingqiong thinks this witch is a bit annoying, but the craftsmanship is pretty good.

  She took a few bites and suddenly asked her, "Are there candles?"

  The witch stood behind, "What?"

   "Candle."

   "What does Miss Ye want to do?"

   "I want candles."

  The witch has to ask the end, "What does Miss Ye want a candle for?"

   Lingqiong was annoyed by the question, her cheeks puffed, "Can I eat?"

  "Give it to her." Shen Handeng said.

  "..."

  The witch looked at her for a long time, and went to find a candle.

  Lingqiong took the candlestick at the other end of the table and lit all the candles.

The light around    instantly brightened up a lot.

  Lingqiong put the candlestick in the middle of the table, and said obediently: "I don't like it so dark, don't you mind."

  The warm yellow candlelight was beating in Shen Han Deng’s pupils. He still did not speak, looking at the jumping candlelights quietly.

   Although the little girl opposite was asking, she didn’t even mean that he would withdraw if he said that he minded.

  Shen Handeng didn’t eat two bites, and sat opposite to divide the contents of the plate into fine pieces.

  Lingqiong eats well and looks at him, and Shen Handeng just put down the knife and fork in his hand.

  The food on the plate is arranged in the shape of a skull.

  He dropped his knife and fork, got up and walked upstairs.

   Lingqiong was about to follow immediately, and the witch grabbed her.

   "Miss Ye, I have something to tell you."

  "Young Master!" Lingqiong called out immediately.

  Shen Han light stepped and turned to look at her.

  Lingqiong smiled at the witch, broke away from her, and ran over.

  Witch: "..."

  ——Small activities——

  There is a small activity on Children's Day in the book review area. There are book coins to get, so everyone can take a look and participate~

【Very simple! 】

  (End of this chapter)