Chapter 137: Luxury House in the Village in the City

A light curtain unfolded across the smooth door panel, projecting lines of colorful, swirling, star-studded, and ferociously waving calligraphy! The style of the calligraphy was identical to the shocking projections at last night's Starlight signing ceremony! Arrogant! Wicked! So familiar!

Colorful lights flow, every word is clear:

Interest on credit:

"One fried egg a day"

"(Must be soft-hearted)"

The colorful lights flow, making the words "one fried egg every day (must be runny)" particularly eye-catching. There is even a trembling, golden fried egg animation playfully jumping next to the words "runny"!

Yu Ling stared blankly at the magical smart door, at the sign on the door that read "Chairman's Wife's Permanent Property," at the dazzling, arrogant, and multicolored projection before her...

The suitcase handle in his hand fell out of his hand with a clang and hit the smooth marble floor.

She slowly raised her hand, as if in a slow-motion replay, and placed the smart card with the cartoon Shiba Inu printed on it on the door lock sensing area.

"drop--"

Recognition passed, crisp and pleasant.

Then, there was the faint sound of mechanical gears turning. Like the automatic doors of a top-tier hotel, the heavy, metal-lined smart door slowly slid open to both sides with a silent, understated luxury.

The scene inside the door unfolds like a scroll.

The soft, color-temperature-adjustable, masterless light shines like moonlight.

Polished oak floors reflect light and shadow.

Custom furniture with clean lines.

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows (outside the windows are still the broken roofs of the urban village, but the glass is obviously top-notch sound-proof and heat-insulating).

In the open kitchen, a full set of shiny German Miller kitchenware shines with a cold and expensive light.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge wall in the living room. There are no paintings on the wall, but a top-notch smart projection screen that takes up the entire wall!

At this moment, the screen was completely black, dormant. But Yu Ling had no doubt that if she wanted, the colorful "Glory of the Pancake Man" would pop up on it at any time.

The whole space is quiet, spacious, and luxurious to the point of being suffocating.

The air is filled with the smell of new wood and brand new appliances, which forms an extremely absurd contrast with the dilapidated urban village outside the door, like a magical realism!

Yu Ling stood at the door, one foot on the brand new floor inside and the other foot on the cold marble steps outside.

She looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar "home" before her, the colorful words scrolling across the smart door, and then at the "Jianbing Man Foundation" door card in her hand, printed with a cartoon Shiba Inu...

A huge sense of absurdity, powerlessness, and a carefully designed, inescapable sense of control completely overwhelmed her like ice water!

The agreement was torn up.

She left resolutely.

Moved back to the cottage we lived in before marriage.

But... is this really the "little house" in her memory?

Zhao Chen...

What the hell do you want to do?

Yu Ling slowly, as if she had used up all her strength, stepped into this "brand new" "old house".

Behind him, the heavy smart door closed silently and slowly.

The broken world outside the door, along with everything she desperately wanted to escape from...

Gently, yet powerfully...

Locked outside.

Inside the door, the giant smart projection screen seemed to sense its owner, and a trace of colorful light flowed across the edge of the screen extremely subtly and imperceptibly.

In the early morning, the newly renovated "President's Wife's Permanent Ownership House" in the urban village was as quiet as a cemetery.

Yu Ling curled up on the living room sofa, wrapped in a cashmere blanket. She didn't know how she fell asleep last night, perhaps she was just exhausted.

She slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness rising like a sinking ship. Her first reaction was to reach for her phone on the sofa.

The screen is black.

Long press to power on.

Bright and dazzlingly clean.

No missed calls.

No new news.

No APP red dot.

The dialog box that would pop up "Good morning, Lingling" on time, the number that bombarded with "Have you taken your stomach medicine?", "Bring an umbrella!", "I miss you...", the ID with the silly Shiba Inu avatar...all dead silent.

Time: 9:47 am.

He's gone.

It’s really gone.

It evaporated like water vapor, leaving no trace. It was as if the bloody attempt to hold him back at the hospital entrance yesterday, the blood on the fragments of the agreement, the hand clutching the suitcase tightly, the bloody words "flesh compensation"... it was all a ridiculous nightmare.

My heart felt like it was being gripped by an ice claw, contracting violently and causing excruciating pain.

She won.

She "forced" him to leave by tearing up the agreement and leaving resolutely.

But why... does my heart hurt so much? Like a dull knife slowly cutting?

Yu Ling suddenly jumped up from the sofa, throwing the blanket off her shoulders! With such force, she knocked over a small metal ornament nearby, which clattered onto the polished floor with a clang. The noise was so deafening in the dead silence that it made one's scalp numb.

She scratched her hair in annoyance, her stomach growling in protest.

Hungry.

Really hungry.

Cook?

Glancing at the gleaming, top-notch kitchenware in the open kitchen, she didn't want to get close. The place still seemed to be lingering with the ridiculous smell of last night's honey-smoke fried eggs mixed with blood.

Order takeout!

This thought was like a lifeline. She needed something hot to eat, something to breathe, something to prove she was still alive, in this world without Zhao Chen... a way to breathe normally.

With a gusher of anger, she grabbed her phone and poked the pornographic food delivery app with her finger. The screen lit up, and a loading circle spun...

Then she froze.

The place on the APP homepage where you usually scroll through food pictures is empty!

No, not completely empty.

The entire screen is filled with an extremely large, dynamic gray icon!

The icon is very simple, a round pancake with burnt edges and a bloody red cross on it!

Below the icon, there is a line of bold, blood-red artistic text:

"All the pancake enthusiasts in the city are collectively going bankrupt and closing down..."

"(Exclusive tip from the President's wife: Try something else? Or... go home and eat ready-made food?)"

Yu Ling: “…”

She thought she was blind! Blink hard, exit and re-enter!

It's still the gray pancake with the red cross! It's still the blood-stinging reminder!

A surge of evil fire burned all the way to her head! The absurdity mixed with the humiliation of being made a fool of made her almost smash her phone!

Zhao Chen!

It's you again!

All the pancake shops in the city are closing down en masse?! And what about this "exclusive tip from the president's wife"?! Are you the godfather of Haicheng pancakes?!

She didn't give up, and with trembling fingers, she typed "jianbingguozi", "egg-filled pancake", "hand-pulled pancake"... all words with "pancake" in the search box!

The result page is all gray!

All the store avatars have changed to gray pancakes with a red cross! The status is the same: "The store is closed"!

Even the pastry shops and pizza shops with the word "bing" in their names have a strange status display: "Business is temporarily suspended due to force majeure"!

The entire Haicheng takeout pancake ring was wiped out overnight, as if by an invisible giant hand wearing only a Shiba Inu apron!

"Crazy... completely crazy..." Yu Ling muttered, the overwhelming feeling of powerlessness and the suffocation of being under all-encompassing surveillance sending a chill down her spine. She dejectedly threw down her phone, the hunger in her stomach mixing with the anger she had nowhere to vent, burning with anxiety.

Go out and eat!

No matter how dilapidated the urban village is, there will always be roadside stalls!

This thought gave her the strength to resist. She grabbed her coat and put it on hastily, without even looking at this luxurious cage, opened the smart door and rushed out.