Chapter 49 Shen Jiaojiao suspects Lin Muyan is stockpiling supplies for the apocalypse.
[Lin Muyan actually does a good job in this regard. She has a sense of boundaries and never takes other people's kindness for granted. Take this time for example, Young Master Fu made it so obvious. Lin Muyan could have easily saved the rent, but she didn't.]
To be fair, she's quite self-aware; she doesn't seem so bad after all.
The comments section started criticizing Lin Muyan's behavior again, but Lin Muyan pretended not to see them.
She was already used to the insults directed at her in the live chat, so the sudden praise was a bit of a shock.
As dusk approached, to avoid worrying her parents, Lin Muyan turned and got into the pickup truck, only to find Fu Sinian still standing there, looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, staring at her.
She leaned against the car window with one hand and asked:
"Is there anything else, Young Master Fu?"
Fu Sinian stared intently at Lin Muyan, his tone utterly serious as he spoke:
"Lin Muyan, you've had terrible taste since you were a child. I didn't expect you to still be just as bad now that you're an adult. Do you know what Rong Muchen says about you behind your back?"
Lin Muyan: ?
Isn't this topic changing too fast?
"Why did you suddenly bring him up? And whether my taste is bad or not is none of your business."
Fu Sinian choked, looking disappointed and annoyed, and snorted, saying somewhat defiantly:
"He's no good person. Stop using those pretty little eyes of yours as punching bags. Wiggle them a bit. That's all I have to say. I'm leaving!"
Fu Ssu-nien uttered a resentful remark, then turned and drove off in a huff.
Lin Muyan watched the flashy sports car speed away, and after a long while, she suddenly chuckled.
Originally, she wanted to remind him to see Rong Muchen's true colors. He had good intentions, but his mouth was just too sharp; no matter how nice the words were, they would all taste wrong when they came out of his mouth.
[Young Master Fu is really going to great lengths for Lin Muyan, but I think Lin Muyan has already lost interest in Young Master Rong; even I wouldn't be interested in him.]
[Haha, she's really made something of herself. She doesn't even respect the future successor of the prestigious Rong Group. Hopefully, Jiaojiao won't be like Lin Muyan and get snatched away by that kid Rong Muchen. At least hopefully she'll have someone like Young Master Fu by her side who can mentor her.]
[That's probably unlikely. Mrs. Shen values Rong Muchen, her future son-in-law, very much. It was Lin Muyan before, and now it's Jiaojiao, but the situation is the same. After all, the Rong family is far superior to the Shen family, so it's considered a step up for them.]
[It all depends on our Jiaojiao. Perhaps Young Master Rong has only changed his mind about Lin Muyan, but his feelings for Jiaojiao will always remain the same. In the apocalypse, there are very few humans who can mutate and awaken superpowers. Young Master Rong has his value. Jiaojiao has no combat power, so she still needs a man with explosive fighting ability to protect her.]
Lin Muyan started the engine and saw the comments on the screen; a hint of anticipation appeared between her brows.
She had heard a dark joke before: "The rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation," and she was actually looking forward to mutation.
However, judging from the comments, she hasn't mutated, so it's uncertain whether a miracle will happen.
Back at the Lin family home, Lin Muyan dug for a golden shovel once and then rested. She had been running around for the past few days and was exhausted.
This time, we unearthed the four-color space, and each space has been expanded a bit.
Meanwhile, at the Shen family's villa halfway up the mountain, Shen Jiaojiao was still awake when a tall, imposing figure stood before her, his body bruised and somewhat disheveled.
“Miss, I found Lin Muyan’s warehouse, but before I could see what was inside, Young Master Fu discovered it and we got into a fight. To avoid being exposed, I’ve left.”
"Young Master Fu? Fu Sinian?" Shen Jiaojiao looked surprised, and jealousy quickly welled up in her eyes.
Lin Muyan is truly a vixen; having Mu Chen wasn't enough, she also got involved with Young Master Fu.
"Yes, Miss, it is Young Master Fu Sinian. After all, he is the young master of the Fu family. I was afraid of hurting him, so I dared not go all out."
As he said this, the bodyguard's hand was still trembling slightly at his side, and he was feeling a bit scared, so he didn't dare to tell the truth.
Even with his skills, he still suffered a loss at Young Master Fu's hands. He can't let Miss know, lest she tell the Chairman and fire him.
For some reason, he felt that the young lady who had just returned seemed harmless and timid, but she always gave off the feeling that she would tattle on others behind their backs, so it was better to be careful.
After stroking her chin and waving away the bodyguards, Shen Jiaojiao fell into deep thought.
Things started to go wrong after Lin Muyan was driven away.
I thought that the fake heiress would have a hard time after returning to the Lin family, but I didn't expect that she would not only not become miserable, but would actually live quite comfortably.
A few days ago, she heard that Lin Muyan had ordered several tables at a Black Pearl restaurant frequented by the wealthy, reportedly spending tens of millions of yuan. At that time, she felt that there was something strange about Lin Muyan.
So she began to investigate in secret. Fortunately, her father loved her and assigned her several capable subordinates.
After investigating, she indeed discovered something amiss.
Lin Muyan is hoarding a lot of goods, and the things she's hoarding are all related to people's livelihoods, as if she's preparing for the end of the world.
Suddenly, Shen Jiaojiao's pupils dilated in shock, and she abruptly stood up.
A chill quickly shot from the soles of her feet to her head, making her shiver.
Did Lin Muyan believe those rumors online? Or did she know something that made her willing to spend so much money to stockpile goods?
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With the apocalypse drawing ever closer, Lin Muyan dared not waste a moment. The next day, she went to several markets without stopping to stock up on supplies.
Because she frequented various places and spent money, she didn't attract anyone's attention.
However, she was unaware that some people, hiding in the shadows, had been monitoring her every move out of jealousy.
As she strolled around, she pondered how to plan the space and considered the division of the white area.
Last night, another 50 square meters of white space was unearthed, further expanding the storage space.
However, because there are so many things to store, this 150 square meters doesn't seem to be enough.
Especially for meat products, although white space can absolutely preserve freshness—what goes in will come out the same way—it should at least be stored separately from other types of goods to avoid mutual influence and cross-contamination of odors.
It looks like we'll have to order another batch of custom-made shelves, and it would be best to also get some refrigerated display cases that don't need to be plugged in, so they can at least provide some isolation.
Lost in thought, Lin Muyan didn't notice the several furtive figures behind her, one of whom was the bodyguard from last night.
In the shadows, several Land Rovers were parked in the alley, and dozens of swift-moving thugs in suits got out of the cars one after another.
They were all surrounding a handsome man.
"Protect Miss Lin secretly. Remember, anyone who follows her, don't let them get away, give them a good beating."
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