Yang Cheng was just on the phone, so he didn't notice where Mother Wang went. He shook his head and asked, "Why are you looking for Mother Wang?"
Lin Ruoxi frowned and bit her lip without speaking, as if she was thinking about something.
At this moment, Mother Wang's voice came from the second floor, "Miss, what's the matter?"
Yang Cheng and Lin Ruoxi looked up at the same time, and they were a little dumbfounded.
They saw Mother Wang had changed into a white nightgown and was standing by the railing on the second floor. Her hair was loose, and her face was covered with a layer of white facial mask. She was actually doing a woman's self-care.
Lin Ruoxi blushed and said with some rebuke, "Mother Wang, when did you start to do facial masks? Have you forgotten what day it is today?"
Mother Wang gave her face a small massage and thought, "Oh, Miss, you see, Mother Wang, I am getting old, and my memory is getting worse. I forgot what you said."
Yang Cheng saw Mother Wang's white face, and it was a little fresh. No wonder Mother Wang, who was in her fifties, looked like a woman in her forties. It turned out that she also did this kind of care work on a daily basis. But thinking about it, she took care of such a big family alone. When she was not busy during the day, she had nothing else to do except to care for herself.
"Then Mother Wang, hurry up. I will wait for you." Lin Ruoxi said helplessly. She was unhappy, just like a little girl who was deceived by her elders.
Yang Cheng felt strange. Why did she have to wait for Mother Wang to do it?
Before Yang Cheng could ask, Mother Wang said, "Miss, don't wait for me. In the past, there were only the two of us. Now that you are married to the son-in-law, of course, the son-in-law will accompany you to the bookstore to buy books. I still have a lot of nursing to do today. Miss, you should go with the son-in-law."
"No!" Lin Ruoxi immediately said vigilantly, "I want to be with Mother Wang."
Mother Wang walked down the stairs with a smile, and her hands were still rubbing her face. "Miss, I'm getting old, and I can't always accompany you. You and your wife have to live together in the future. I accompanied Miss to the bookstore to buy books, but I couldn't help much. At most, I helped carry two bags of books. Son-in-law was different. They were both young people, so they could always talk and exchange opinions. Besides, it's always good to have a man by your side when you go out at night. With the son-in-law protecting you, I can rest assured. "
Yang Cheng suddenly realized that this woman was going to the bookstore to buy books. Although they didn't know each other for a long time, he roughly knew that Lin Ruoxi seemed to like books very much. Last time in her study room, he saw a dazzling collection of books, which was like a small library. When she was in the hospital, she also sent a lot of books to read every week.
Unexpectedly, this cold and unapproachable female CEO went to the bookstore to buy books, and she wanted Mother Wang to accompany her, just like a little girl wanted her mother to accompany her to buy books.
Lin Ruoxi was suddenly speechless. What Mother Wang said was reasonable. Although she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't know why she had some inexplicable hope for Mother Wang's proposal.
Mother Wang smiled slightly and said to Yang Cheng, "Son-in-law, Miss didn't have many friends since she was a child. She likes to read alone, and basically goes to the bookstore in Zhonghai every month to buy a lot of books. In the past, when Old Madam and Young Madam were here, they would accompany Miss, but now they are gone, and only I am left to accompany Miss. Miss is not used to being alone. Now that the son-in-law is here, I can retire with success. "
After that, Mother Wang gave Yang Cheng an "encouraging" look, and slowly walked back upstairs.
Lin Ruoxi felt very uncomfortable in front of Yang Cheng when Mother Wang said that, but fortunately, her expression was always cold, so it didn't seem awkward.
Yang Cheng knew that she was shy, so he didn't continue to ask more. He said, "Let's go, it's not safe to be alone at night. I'll go with you."
"Do you know where the bookstore in Zhonghai is?" Lin Ruoxi asked.
"I don't know, just tell me the way," Yang Cheng said.
Lin Ruoxi shook her head slightly, "I'll drive."
"Is that important?" Yang Cheng was puzzled.
Lin Ruoxi nodded solemnly, and said with a serious face, "Very important, I don't want to die in a car accident because of buying books."
"…"
More than half an hour later, Lin Ruoxi drove a black Mercedes-Benz SLK out of the garage, and the two arrived at the bookstore in Zhonghai.
The entire bookstore occupied a building that was more than twenty stories high, and books from all kinds of industries could be found here. The neon lights in the surrounding area were particularly sparse, and the traffic was relatively sparse, but the flow of people outside the bookstore was extremely high.
Although material life was extremely rich in this era, the magical invention of books had never been eliminated. Many scientists claimed that traditional books would be eliminated by electronic books and other tools, and that paper would be submerged in the long river of history. But in reality, books were irreplaceable. Since ancient times, there were only a few inventions that had not been eliminated, and one of them was the book.
In fact, the reason was very simple, when a person saw an electronic book, they often only had two choices: read it, or not read it. And when faced with a book, people could choose the method of "reading it is beneficial". You only need to casually play with the pages of the book, and you would roughly know what the book was about. This was something that electronic books could not do.
Yang Cheng followed Lin Ruoxi all the way into the bookstore.
She had no makeup on, and she was wearing an ordinary white dress that had been washed countless times. Lin Ruoxi's appearance couldn't be more ordinary, but there were always many eyes that would linger on her, and there were even many men's eyes that were filled with naked greed. This made Yang Cheng understand to a greater extent why Lin Ruoxi wanted someone to accompany her. In such a crowded place, it was indeed dangerous for a girl like her to be alone.
After standing in the elevator until they reached the humanities and history section on the tenth floor, Lin Ruoxi walked out of the elevator. Seeing that Yang Cheng had been following her, she was not used to it, so she said: "You take care of your own reading, and wait at the door."
"I'm not here to read books, I'm here to watch you." Yang Cheng said.
"I'm not a child, why are you looking at me?" Lin Ruoxi said unhappily.
Yang Cheng didn't care, "You take care of your own reading. Since Mother Wang asked me to watch you, I will naturally do what I said. Don't worry, I won't affect your reading, you can read as much as you want."
Lin Ruoxi knew that talking to this rascal would not have a good result. Perhaps he would be angered to death again, so after glaring at him, she began to browse through the rows of bookshelves.
Because the entire floor was wide, even though there were many people in the bookstore, most of the time it was quiet and there was no one around.
The types of books that Lin Ruoxi read were very diverse. Starting from the tenth floor, she would look at the books on each floor, choose a few books, and then put them into the basket. When she reached the 18th floor, which was the fashion and design section, Yang Cheng's two hands were already carrying two large plastic baskets full of books, adding up to at least a hundred pounds.
Previously when she came to the bookstore with Mother Wang, because they were both women, she often couldn't carry a basket of books, so she had to go to the first floor to store them and then go upstairs to choose, which was very troublesome. This time, when she came with Yang Cheng, Lin Ruoxi felt much more relaxed. No matter what book she chose, she only needed to put it in the basket that Yang Cheng was carrying, and she only needed to choose it herself. She didn't need to think about whether she could carry it or not.
At this time, the woman seemed to be very engrossed, completely forgetting how many books she had chosen. She shuttled back and forth between the bookshelves, as if she didn't know fatigue, and browsed through all kinds of books.
Many customers who walked past them saw the big basket that Yang Cheng was carrying with both hands, which was full of books, and they all cast an admiring and mourning expression at Yang Cheng. In their opinion, this man's arm must have been about to be broken. However, after seeing Lin Ruoxi's face, those customers also understood. He was probably trying his best to win the girl's favor, so he was desperately pursuing her. Some young male customers saw Yang Cheng's situation, and the idea of flirting with Lin Ruoxi disappeared. This kind of woman "couldn't take it."
Yang Cheng didn't care, and he didn't consider whether the weight in his hands was beyond the scope of normal people's understanding. As long as the basket could fit, he wouldn't say anything.
After passing the fashion and design section, the two finally came to the last floor, which was dedicated to high-quality foreign language books. There were very few people on this floor. After all, most of the books were in French, Spanish, and other languages. Few people could understand them, and even fewer people were willing to read these popular foreign language books.
When Lin Ruoxi arrived at this floor, she suddenly thought of Yang Cheng's abnormal foreign language ability that even she couldn't help but admire. She casually asked, "Can you understand all the books here?"
Yang Cheng glanced at them. They were all Western languages and a few Southeast Asian and Middle Eastern languages. There were no small African and Latin American languages that he didn't know, so he nodded and said, "I can understand all of them."
Lin Ruoxi originally just asked casually, but she didn't expect Yang Cheng to really understand all of them. She couldn't help but feel that Yang Cheng was bragging. After all, there were at least 20 foreign language books on this floor. In order to teach Yang Cheng a lesson for "talking without thinking," and also to have fun, Lin Ruoxi quietly walked all the way to the small section of Albanian.
Albanian was the official language of Yugoslavia, Serbia, and other countries and regions. Because it combined many words such as Greek, Italian, and Slavic, it was one of the most unpopular and difficult European languages to learn.
Lin Ruoxi casually picked up a heavy book with a black cover and casually opened it to a page. It was densely packed with Albanian words, which gave her a headache.
"You said that you can understand all the languages here. Can you translate the words on this page for me?" Lin Ruoxi looked at Yang Cheng. She was in high spirits and didn't look at all like she had been shopping in the bookstore for three hours.
Yang Cheng simply glanced at it and smacked his lips with some embarrassment. He asked, "Can I not say it? I think it's difficult to say it. "
"Don't make excuses. Isn't it just translating? Didn't you say that you can do it? What's so difficult about it? I'll hold the book for you. You just need to open your mouth and say it. " Lin Ruoxi continued to press him. Her beautiful eyes were full of pride and joy. She felt that she had finally occupied the upper hand and defeated Yang Cheng.
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