One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 410 The set of the fallen daughter collapsed again (16)

  Lingqiong woke up the next day and saw Xie Xuancheng drying the bed sheets. She blinked, went downstairs, and ran outside.

   "Brother Butler, what did you do last night?"

  Xie Xuancheng was startled, what was in his hand almost fell to the ground.

  He turned his head calmly, "You are awake."

  Lingqiong jumped directly over the railing, jumped into the yard, rubbed his chin and circled him, "You wash the sheets early in the morning. Isn't it a bad thing?"

  "……"

  Xie Xuancheng's heart beat a few times, did some inexplicable pictures flash in his mind, and the roots of his ears were hot instantly.

  He turned around and continued to dry the sheets, trying to speak calmly.

   "The bed sheets are changed and washed once a week."

   "Oh..." Ling Qiong lay on the rope, only showing her hairy head, "Why don't you change mine?"

  Xie Xuancheng avoided Ling Qiong’s sight, "I'll change it for you in a while. I'll prepare breakfast first."

  After talking about Xie Xuancheng, he fled.

   Lingqiong pursed her lips and smiled silently.

  Xie Xuancheng is quite talented as a housekeeper and can arrange everything.

   Although the things I made were mediocre in the beginning, the more they make, the more delicious they are now.

   "Brother housekeeper, the things you make are getting better and better, what should I do if I can't live without you in the future."

  Xie Xuancheng pretended not to hear the last sentence: "You like it."

  According to their agreement, he can leave after three months.

  So Xie Xuancheng didn't know how to answer Lingqiong's words, so he could only pretend not to hear.

  Fortunately, Lingqiong seemed to just mention it casually, and didn't mean to ask him to answer.

  ...

  Lingqiong went back to pick up a small sports car in the afternoon, and his pocket was instantly cleaner than his face.

  [Kiss, can't you give a little love to the cubs? 】Aren't you pitiful? !

   "Isn't it enough to have my love?" Lingqiong was confident.

  【……】What is the use of your love! And your love still has a time limit! !

  Xingling can do nothing but silent mourning for the cubs.

  Xie Xuancheng came back from shopping, saw the car in the yard, and entered the house suspiciously.

  Ling Qiong was lying on the sofa in the living room watching TV, Xie Xuancheng asked: "Miss, is the car in the yard yours?"

   "Yes." Ling Qiong sat up, her little tail cocked, expecting praise, "Is it good-looking?"

  "……"

  Good-looking is good-looking...but the color is too eye-catching, right?

  Xie Xuancheng remembered his identity and praised him sincerely.

   After the praise, Xie Xuancheng said cautiously: "So, how much money do you have left?"

   Lingqiong's mouth fell down, and the person fell on the sofa, and said sadly: "There is only a little left."

   "...what is one point?" The card in his hand is enough to buy food for a few days.

  Lingqiong didn't want to say anything, so she took out her mobile phone and let Xie Xuancheng watch it by herself.

  【XX Bank】The balance of your account with the ending number 0817 is 1.01.

  Xie Xuancheng: "……"

  Really.

  Xie Xuancheng took a deep breath and had to remind, "Miss, what about our living expenses?"

  Will you drink northwest wind next?

  Lingqiong clutched the pillow to cover her face, muffled and said: "Don't worry, no one will be hungry if you are hungry."

  Xie Xuancheng took a look at the courtyard, finally sighed, and went to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

   Ling Qiong pulled down the pillow, her dark eyes turned around, pondering how to make money.

  Happiness for a while, making money in the crematorium.

  Make money to make money...

  Where can I go to make money?

  Ling Qiong flipped through the phone address book, and finally stopped at Mr. Chen of Olympian Group, touching the edge of the phone with her fingertips.

  Before, she flicked...No, she sincerely helped Mr. Chen solve a little trouble and make a small profit.

  It's time to pick up the middlemen's job of making the difference.

  ...

  Qingyueju.

  In the quiet teahouse, people who are going to and from are kept quiet and try not to disturb others.

  Don’t think this is just a teahouse.

  But not everyone can go in here. The people receiving are rich and expensive, and there is no way to make an appointment without a member.

  Lingqiong came out of Qingyueju, holding a bunch of materials, and went to the parking lot.

   "Miss Jiang."

  Someone catches up to stop her.

   Lingqiong stopped and turned to look over.

  The person who caught up handed over a document, “You should need this information. We don’t have much time, only half a month.”

  Lingqiong smiled, "Okay, I get it."

  The person looked at Lingqiong's eyes, and he obviously didn't believe it.

  However, this person was introduced by Mr. Chen from the Olympian Group, and now he can only try as a foreign aid.

  "Miss Jiang, don’t blame me for speaking badly. These information is confidential, I hope you don’t disclose it."

   "I still have this professional ethics." Ling Qiong said: "Any other questions?"

  ...

   "Cen, then we will cooperate happily." The man personally sent Cen Zhou out of the private room.

  Cen Zhou is in front, and the man is behind.

  From the behavior of the two, Cen Zhou should have more say.

  Cen Zhou's tone is cold: "Happy cooperation."

  Man: "I will send you out."

   "No need."

  Cen Zhou refused to be sent by a man, and he came out of Qingyueju.

  He asked the assistant to drive the car over, and while waiting for the car, he swept his eyes to the side at random, and he just saw Lingqiong.

  A man stood opposite Lingqiong, and the two did not know what they were talking about.

  "Mr Cen." The assistant got out of the car and opened the door for him, but Cen Zhou didn't move for a long time, so the assistant called.

   "President Cen, what are you looking at?"

   "Nothing." Cen Zhou bent down and got into the car.

  The assistant closed the car door and glanced over there subconsciously. He happened to see Lingqiong who was smiling and waving at others.

   Jiang Qiuya...

  Why is she here?

  There is also a strange man...

  The assistant was suspicious, afraid that Cen Zhou would get angry, so he hurriedly got in the car.

   "Who has Jiang Qiuya been with recently?"

  The assistant heard such a question as soon as he got in the car.

  The assistant hesitated and said: "Cen, she has been in contact with a lot of people recently..."

  During this period, that person was seeing people every other time.

  Cen Zhou automatically understood the assistant's words to mean that she had seen a lot of men, and the expression on her face became a little bit cold.

  At first, no one looked down upon it.

  Now you are in contact with men everywhere, do you want to cling to men and return to this circle?

   actually fell to this point...

  Cen Zhou said coldly, "Drive."

  Seeing that Cen Zhou's face was wrong, the assistant didn't dare to talk too much.

   Jiang Qiuya is already like this, is there any need for Cen to pay attention?

  ...

  Lingqiong returned to the small house and found that there were many people around the gate, and she couldn't get in the car.

  Lingqiong had to park her car on the street outside, squeezed the crowd, and got inside.

   "Look at me, my son who has worked so hard to raise up **** and piss, that's how he treated me, you all judge and reason..."

   "What's the meaning of being alive, it's better to die."

  The man’s voice is particularly prominent in the clamor.

  Looking around at the crowd, pointing at the people inside.

   "Why is this?"

   "I don't care about my father's illness, it's really unconscionable."

   "What did such a son do with..."

  (End of this chapter)