Ling Chunuan's worries couldn't overcome her drowsiness. Good sleeping habits were cultivated by her tyrant brother. She would definitely feel sleepy at ten o 'clock in the morning, and she would definitely wake up before seven o' clock in the morning.
After getting up, Ling Chunuan sneaked into Zhuang Hong's room and peeped through the window. She didn't find anything, so she tried to turn the door handle and found that the door wasn't locked. She opened the door and saw that the quilt was folded neatly. The room was so clean that it was as if no one had lived in it.
Except for a bowl on the coffee table that was clean but not washed.
It was the noodles that Ling Chunuan brought last night.
There was no one in the room, and there was no one outside.
Ling Chunuan stood at the kitchen door and had a bold idea.
He must have left. After all, he was a man and the vice president of the company. The company wasn't in Lanjiang City, so he must be in a hurry to go back.
Thinking of this, her mood suddenly brightened. She went into the kitchen and hummed a song while making a few sesame glutinous rice balls. Because she usually had to prepare Gu Yao's share, she didn't pay attention and made two portions. After eating one portion, she took the rest out of the pot and put it on the small kitchen table with a thermal cover. She was going to save it for supper.
After breakfast, Ling Chunuan checked the refrigerator and wrote down the missing items on a sticky note. Then she took the woven bag hanging at the kitchen door and happily went out to the supermarket to buy.
There was a small farmers market near the old house. It wasn't big, but the dishes were very fresh. Probably because it was in the suburbs, the merchants bought vegetables from their own vegetable gardens. The people here also knew Ling Chunuan and greeted her warmly when they saw her.
"Oh, Nuannuan, you haven't been here for a while …"
"My brother got married, so I was busy for a while." Ling Chunuan also explained with a smile. She put a few eggplants and carrots in a box and handed it to the boss.
"Aunt Wu, how much is it?"
"Ten yuan and ninety cents. Just give me ten yuan."
Ling Chunuan smiled and handed over ten yuan.
"Aunt Wu is beautiful and kind."
"Only you have such a sweet mouth. Even my daughter doesn't know how to talk as well as you."
The fat boss of the grain and oil store was standing at the entrance of the store with a bowl of noodles in his hand. He waved at Ling Chunuan and said, "Nuannuan, today's eggs are fresh from the chicken farm. Do you want to pick a few?"
"Uncle Wang, can I trouble you to give me twenty? I want to go over there to look at the fish."
"Okay, go ahead, girl. After you're done, you can come to me to get it."
"…"
Everyone in the market liked Ling Chunuan, and Ling Chunuan also liked to come here.
She liked the noise here. She liked to watch the people here fight. She liked to watch the nearby residents haggle for a few cents. She didn't have big dreams. In the past, Gu Yao had asked her what she wanted to do in the future. Since she was young, she didn't dare to lie to Gu Yao, so she told him honestly.
"I want to set up a vegetable stall."
It was rare that her brother, who had always been arrogant, did not snort at her. He calmly patted her head. There was no ridicule or contempt in his eyes. Instead, there was a trace of worry.
"It's a little difficult."
It was a little difficult. She was the second daughter of the Huanyan Corporation, the younger sister of the legendary young man Gu Yao, the daughter of the world-famous director and screenwriter Ye Huanyan, the granddaughter of the jewelry designer Wen Yi and the stock god Gu Ling. Any one of her family members was famous in the industry.
Although the whole family didn't care much about her, how could they allow her to be a vegetable stall?
She could be mediocre and useless, she could be the second daughter of a good-for-nothing, but she would never have the opportunity to do a hard and unprofitable business at the bottom.
When she returned home, she returned with a full load. Ling Chunuan held the big black fish on a straw rope in one hand and the woven bag full of fruits in the other. She hummed along the way, entered the door, and went straight to the kitchen.
The big black fish was thrown into a tank filled with water, and the rest of the fruits were placed into various small baskets on the kitchen counter. After washing them, a kitchen knife was used nimbly and freely in her hands, and very soon, the red and green side dishes were neatly arranged. In front of her, seven small bowls were lined up in a row.
The side dishes were all ready, and they were waiting for 10 o 'clock to be ready for lunch.
Ling Chunuan took off her apron and put it aside. She wiped her hands and glanced at the dining table from the corner of her eyes. Suddenly, she was stunned.
The bowl of glutinous rice balls on the table, which was supposed to be in the thermal insulation, was placed neatly next to the thermal insulation. It was empty, and there was a porcelain spoon in the bowl.
She had only eaten one bowl in the morning. This bowl … Did she see a ghost?
Ling Chunuan suddenly picked up the kitchen knife and looked around vigilantly. Her eyes finally fell in the direction of the kitchen door.
Looking from the window, the sound of flushing outside came from Gu Yao's room.
Ling Chunuan was stunned for a few seconds.
She didn't even need to think to know that Zhuang Hong hadn't left at all.
She frowned. The relaxed and happy atmosphere just now disappeared completely. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
If she could tolerate it, what else could she do?
"Zhuang Hong, I think we should talk."
Ling Chunuan knocked on Zhuang Hong's door. The sound of rushing water stopped abruptly. She knew that Zhuang Hong was listening, so she continued.
"It's like this. I think that there is a difference between men and women. Moreover, you have your own things to do, and I have mine. So, shouldn't you consider leaving early?"
There was no movement in the room at all.
"Zhuang Hong, I'm coming in."
She thought that Zhuang Hong didn't hear her clearly, so she opened the door and carefully walked in.
She had just taken two steps when a shadow covered her from behind. Before she could react, her mouth and nose were suddenly covered by someone. The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. A huge force tightened around her shoulders. She wanted to struggle, but she didn't have the strength to do so at all.
In a panic, she kicked hard and knocked over the floor lamp on the sofa. There was a loud crash, and the sound of glass shattering echoed in the room.
"Nuannuan …"
There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, accompanied by a familiar voice mixed with some doubts.
It was Zhuang Hong's voice.
Ling Chunuan widened her eyes and struggled desperately as if she had found a life-saving straw.
The 'thief' was obviously scared. With a flash of cold light, he pulled out a knife and pointed it at her neck. He lowered his voice and said,
"If you want to live, do as I say."
There was a cold feeling on her neck. Ling Chunuan's face was pale. She looked in the direction of the door in panic and nodded dejectedly.
"Don't let him in." The knife pressed against her delicate skin, and a fierce voice sounded in her ears.
Outside the door, Zhuang Hong had already walked to the door. Just as he was about to open the door, his figure was reflected in the frosted door. He was tall and strong.
"You … don't come in …" A trembling voice interrupted his action of opening the door.
Zhuang Hong was slightly stunned.
"Nuannuan? What's wrong? "
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