Is this a deliberate attempt to embarrass her as a mother? This is simply outrageous.
When you see Xiaolang eating you up, can you still laugh?
After the high-pitched song "Only Mom on the Beach" ended,
Ignoring the two people's excited expressions, Bi Jin began to eat heartily.
Bi Jin almost cried when she ate the incredibly tender steak.
Woo woo woo, it’s too delicious. Mom, no, grandma, it’s so delicious.
Seeing Bi Jin humming while eating, Ye Lang and Bi Xiao both laughed.
As they laughed, the two of them started eating again.
On the other side, in room 1716 of building 2, Xu Qiang, who was wearing a security uniform, was putting the cut sofa leather into the pot piece by piece.
"I was blind to follow a loser like you.
Look at Ye Lang, he's sending bread to the group every day, but I'm just sitting here with you eating sofa leather!"
At this moment, on the sofa, Wang Zhenzhen, wearing an ill-fitting haute couture evening gown, was cursing at Xu Qiang.
Xu Qiang's face trembled, and he smiled awkwardly to comfort his girlfriend:
"Ah Zhen, I'm wrong for letting you go hungry. Let's eat our fill first, and then I'll think of another solution."
Wang Zhenzhen jumped up and continued to curse at Xu Qiang:
"You useless piece of shit, what can you do? When all the sofa leather is eaten up, what else can we eat? Shit?"
Xu Qiang frowned slightly, but continued to make four promises in a low voice.
"Ah Zhen, there will be a way, I promise. I'll borrow some from other owners later."
Wang Zhenzhen noticed Xu Qiang's fleeting frown and suddenly felt aggrieved.
"Aqiang, I don't mean to scold you, I'm just too hungry.
Why would anyone be willing to lend food now?
You said we are both security guards, so why didn’t we choose a house with plenty of food?
Seeing Ye Lang drying food and water every day, and today he even dried watermelon, I feel uncomfortable.
What's wrong with this owner's house being filled with these tattered clothes? Woohoo~"
Seeing Ah Zhen tearing at her own clothes, she squatted down and cried bitterly.
Aqiang immediately threw away the sofa leather in his hand, ran over with a distressed look on his face, hugged her, patted her back gently, and whispered comfortingly:
"Ah Zhen, don't cry. Just bear with it for a while. Your husband will think of a solution."
Then he gritted his teeth and cursed:
"That Ye Lang was just lucky. He managed to find so much food and a house.
This idiot even dared to delete my Weibo. Didn’t I just ask him to send a few bags of bread? What a piece of shit.
He used to pester you at work. If I ever met him, I would break his legs and take all his food and water."
Ah Zhen was also very angry at this time, and echoed:
"Yes, he is a selfish villain. He was my former colleague, and he still..."
Seeing Ah Qiang looking at her strangely, Ah Zhen panicked and quickly intervened;
"How could he be so heartless? He doesn't even care about the friendship between colleagues."
A Qiang didn't care, he just nodded in agreement, gritting his teeth.
Ah Zhen breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. She was so scared that she almost secretly sent a selfie without beauty filters, clothes or anything else to Ye Lang, but he mocked her for deleting her friend and she let it slip.
But as a girl, what's wrong with her doing this? The ones who are wrong are that bastard Ye Lang and the loser in front of her.
Ah Zhen was indignant and picked up her phone to browse the chat in the group to kill time.
Not only did I sit there quietly, I felt even more hungry.
At this moment, she was flipping through the messages, and the owners' group was almost full of messages begging for food and water.
Suddenly, a message caught her attention.
She straightened up and took a closer look. The next second her eyes lit up and she hurriedly called out to Aqiang.
"Aqiang, come and look at the mother and daughter in the photo Ye Lang posted. Aren't they the ones in Building 3, the pretty widow with the beautiful daughter?"
Ah Qiang hurriedly came closer to take a look. He also recognized the mother and daughter. His heart moved and he whispered:
"They should be. They are quite famous. They are popular with women. It seems that Ye Lang, this beast, is very lucky."
"Oh, I didn't ask you to pay attention to this aspect. Think about it, since he took in the mother and daughter in Building 3, it proves that Ye Lang is most likely also in Building 3, and he may be on the top floor of the 17th floor like us."
Aqiang's eyes also lit up,
"It's possible. The 18th floor is a non-residential floor, so he must be on the 17th. Let's think about it, which occupant of the 17th floor would hide their keys under the doormat or in a flower pot?"
"Wu Dan!" "1706!"
The two shouted almost at the same time.
The next second, they laughed sinisterly at the same time.
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