Chapter 555 Green Apple

Drive back to the Zhong family.

Lin Yiyi sat in the car, ate a sandwich and drank coffee before going to the language class on time.

During break time, she sat in the side hall and ate fruit as usual.

I had just eaten two small pieces of soaked apple when Sister Mei came over with Yang Wanwan.

Lin Yiyi greeted her with a smile and continued to replenish her nutrition.

After the servant added a portion of fruit and left, Yang Wanwan smiled and tried to find a topic, "Yiyi, have you read today's newspaper?"

Lin Yiyi shook her head. She got up too early today and had no time to watch it.

"There was a piece of gossip in the newspaper today. Mrs. Li is missing."

“Missing?!”

Lin Yiyi suddenly lost the pleasure of crunching the apple and focused on listening to the second-hand gossip.

Yang Wanwan repeated what was in the newspaper and added some personal speculations.

"Some time ago, everyone in the circle praised Mrs. Li for being like a spring breeze. Now that I think about it, I think it's not as simple as it seems."

“It’s hard to say…” Yang Wanwan stretched out her index finger with red nail polish and drew a few strokes on the table, then smiled reservedly, “It should be like this.”

"..." Men? He is really lucky.

Lin Yiyi was a little surprised that Yang Wanwan would tell her gossip like this. After all, it was rare in their circle.

She looked at her in silence, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Yang Wanwan thought that she didn't see it clearly, so she wrote it again.

Still no response.

There was no surprise in his eyes nor any intention to talk to her.

"How come you're so calm about this?"

Lin Yiyi picked up the bowl and picked up another piece of apple, "I don't know what to say." She put it into her mouth, enjoying the sour and sweet taste of the apple juice.

Yang Wanwan performed with all her effort, but the audience wasn't interested at all.

"No wonder you don't have many friends."

Lin Yiyi would not let anyone give in and said to her, "You don't have any friends either."

"You!" Yang Wanwan was almost furious.

"Don't be so twitchy, I'm just telling the truth."

Lin Yiyi didn't want to pretend like before, so she dropped the pretense completely, "Don't you people in this circle like to discuss other people's gossip?"

"Who told you that I don't love you?" Yang Wanwan glanced at her. "Women have two tongues. They don't discuss things in front of you, but they discuss them on the phone behind your back."

"But I will never discuss it with people in high positions or with whom I have vested interests, because it will definitely get out."

Thinking about what was being said outside, Lin Yiyi took the opportunity to ask, "Why are you always discussing me?"

"People outside the circle, especially those who are lower than them, just discuss it casually."

The sweet and sour taste of the apples enticed Yang Wanwan to eat the fruit as well.

“……”The contempt chain is quite accurate.

Lin Yiyi took two big bites of the apple. She was happy as a vagrant.

Yang Wanwan didn't mention the specific discussion. If Lin Yiyi heard it, she would definitely be angry for several days.

Bet on when she will be benched. Without her beauty and a husband's family to rely on, she must be very miserable.

Lin Yiyi glanced at her empty plate and asked with a smile, "Do you want more? I'll ask Xiaomei to fill some more apples for you."

This is a green apple, and it tastes sweeter and sourer than regular apples.”

Yang Wanwan wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and looked at the dish she had eaten up, feeling a little disrespectful.

She refused modestly, "No need."

“……” He is really good at pretending. The sound of swallowing saliva sounds like singing.

Lin Yiyi finished her bowl of apples from her hot bath, and when Yang Wanwan left, she asked Xiaomei to pack four green apples for her to take away.

She doesn't have any more.

There is only half a basket in total, which can barely last for half a month.

Yang Wanwan drove back home with a bag of apples and couldn't wait to go to the kitchen to wash one.

I have to say that this apple is really different from any I’ve eaten before. The flesh is finer and as juicy as a pear, and it’s sweet, sour and crispy.

…

The door of the Zhong family was closed and then opened quickly.

Two black cars drove slowly into the front yard.

Mr. Zhong and Zhong Jiasheng met each other, the car stopped, and without waiting for Mr. Zhong to speak, Zhong Jiasheng made a gesture.

Everything is working fine.

He quickly climbed the steps, walked excitedly to the front door, then steadied his pace and walked in slowly.

Glancing towards the side hall, Zhong Jiasheng saw her lying lazily on the sofa, letting Xiaomei massage her shoulders.

He walked over quietly, winked at Xiaomei and took over her job.

Lin Yiyi closed her eyes and enjoyed it, but the wind outside the window brought a familiar fragrance.

The bad guys are back.

He always has a faint woody scent on him, which is why my mother-in-law asked the maids to iron and burn incense before doing the laundry.

If she were to find a man by scent of him, she would definitely be able to find him easily.

She pretended to close her eyes and sighed, "Xiao Mei, is the Master back?

The time waiting for him to come back every day is always extraordinarily long.”

Zhong Jiasheng didn't say anything, but with a smile on his face, he pressed her to make her feel more comfortable.

When Yang Ying came down from upstairs, she saw the scene in the side hall. Some things really are hereditary.

Fathers know how to massage, and so do sons.

After lunch.

Lin Yiyi almost drowned in the man's clinginess. He followed her wherever she went.

She was painting in the studio, and Zhong Jiasheng was sitting beside her reading a newspaper.

Fortunately, not long after, Sister Mei came over and asked him to answer the phone.

Zhong Jiasheng stood up and walked to her, bent down and rubbed her face with his chin, and said gently, "I will come to paint with you after I finish the call.

I'll come back early this afternoon to go see the renovated house with you."

“……”Actually, there is no need to accompany her to paint.

Lin Yiyi was afraid that he would make a fuss, so she could only nod and agree. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, she kissed him tactfully.

Zhong Jiasheng kissed her back quickly, then stood up and walked out of the studio with an arrogant look on his face.

Sister Mei couldn't help frowning, but she was already in a state of confusion inside.

She continued to check every corner of the house with a feather duster.

Gossip newspapers are the topic of conversation for Hong Kong citizens after dinner.

Last week, people were outraged and cursed the article written by the madman Jin Zhong, and this week they made fun of the disappearance of someone's wife.

Naturally, erotic gossip is more attractive than articles about economic trends.

Only Yang Wanchun had a sad face and called Zhong Jiasheng to tell him that the duck he had caught had flown away.

The result was even more cruel words.

It was already lunchtime and he hadn't even had lunch yet, so he went to a food stall in the city to eat some egg noodles.

Before he could even take two mouthfuls of noodles, Yang Wanchun quickly covered his face with the menu.

I deliberately avoided Dunmi Road, but I didn't expect to see Dalianghao here.

He was holding the hand of a woman, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Yang Yuhao's assistant.

How come these two people who have nothing in common are holding hands?

Yang Wanchun's eyes turned red with jealousy and he secretly spat, thinking that he had really wasted such a beautiful flower.

It's obviously a perfect match for him, why should she be paired with Da Lianghao?

God is blind and won't help him.

He finished his noodles in a few bites and quickly slipped away from the other end of the alley. He had to tell Zhao Laogou about this as soon as possible.

Dare you say that it’s useless if he doesn’t do his job properly for a day?

I have to give him a good slap in the face.

Uncle Yang can get first-hand information wherever he goes.

…

The downtown area of ​​the peninsula is bustling with traffic and people, and there are dazzling signs to take in.

During the lunch break, Liang Hao took Sun Fei to the city to buy clothes, shoes and various daily necessities.

I bought a bunch of miscellaneous things.

Liang Hao originally wanted to take her to a tailor shop to make two sets of well-fitting work suits, but thinking of Sun Fei's beautiful appearance and her working environment, the idea flashed through his mind.

I just bought a few pairs of high heels for her to change into.

After shopping, the two took a taxi back home.

As soon as I climbed to the 8th floor, I saw a figure standing at the door of my house.

"Dalianghao, are you really married?"