Qiu Mang held her phone, her eyes darting around, and said, "How about I buy you a gift?"
Upon seeing the message, Lu Yanting chuckled softly, his slender fingers tapping on his phone. [A gift for me? Are you sure? I don't accept just anything!]
Qiu Mang replied, "I will definitely choose carefully and try my best to satisfy you, but we'll talk about it after I've made some money!"
After the message was sent, Lu Yanting did not respond. He must be busy with other things again.
Qiu Mang slept for a whole day, and now he felt waves of hunger in his stomach.
Just then, Yan Kai bought all sorts of ingredients. Qiu Mang went into the kitchen, and soon a fragrant bowl of tomato and egg noodles was ready. Having been hungry all day, Qiu Mang wolfed down the noodles in no time.
While preparing to wash the dishes, Qiu Mang suddenly noticed the fever-reducing medicine on the table. She reached out and touched her forehead, and was pleasantly surprised to find that her fever had subsided. She was secretly delighted; it seemed she didn't need to take the medicine anymore.
The next day, Qiu Mang woke up feeling completely recovered. She stretched contentedly, then got out of bed and changed her clothes.
Next, open all the curtains.
Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, instantly making the room bright and warm.
Looking back on yesterday, her mind had been foggy all day, and she hadn't really looked around the room properly. But now, she could finally see everything around her clearly.
The entire house is decorated in black, white, and gray tones, with black leather sofas, a fully automatic home appliance system, a simple yet elegant crystal chandelier, and oil paintings on the walls. The layout is simple and understated, but every detail exudes nobility and luxury built with money.
Qiu Mang couldn't help but sigh, "They really are rich!"
However, Qiu Mang never intended to have much interaction with him. Borrowing money from him was out of desperation. She secretly thought to herself that she should earn money as soon as possible and then pay him back!
Lu Yanting has already said that he is a businessman. No matter how rich he is, he will not do a losing business. He took her in because she was sick. Now that she is cured, there is no reason for her to stay.
Thinking this, Qiu Mang returned to her room to pack her things and prepare to leave. Actually, she didn't have much to pack; she only had a few clothes, not even enough to fill a suitcase.
Qiu Mang pulled her suitcase to the door, thought for a moment, took out a pen and paper, and left a note for Lu Yanting: Mr. Lu, my illness has been cured, and I will not bother you anymore. Thank you for taking me in. Goodbye!
Qiu Mang dragged her suitcase down the street. The winter in Guangcheng was exceptionally warm, and even the wind carried a hint of warmth.
Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, and the whole city is immersed in a festive atmosphere. Chinese knots and red lanterns are hung in the streets and alleys, and shops along the street play "Wishing you prosperity" and "Happy New Year" on a loop.
The street was bustling with pedestrians. Under the traffic lights, a family of three was waiting for the green light. The husband was carrying several bags full of New Year's goods in one hand and holding his wife's hand in the other. The wife was holding her husband's hand in one hand and their daughter's hand in the other. The little girl was holding a string of candied hawthorns. All three of them had happy smiles on their faces.
Qiu Mang felt a lump in her throat. Perhaps, this was what home looked like!
Qiu Mang had a completely new feeling about the Spring Festival this year, feeling both the loneliness and desolation of being far away from home, and a sense of ease and freedom that was hard to describe.
That's right, it's about being relaxed and free!
In her memory, the Spring Festival was not a particularly joyful holiday.
In previous years, during the Spring Festival, Qiu Mang and her eldest sister were always assigned by their mother to wash vegetables and cook in the kitchen. After the guests finished eating, they had to clean up the dishes, wash the dishes, and sweep the floor.
She had been drifting through each year in this daze, and had long since become numb. Only the sound of firecrackers reminded her that it was the Spring Festival.
As Qiu Mang walked, he came across a small hotel. The hotel entrance looked a bit run-down, and a handwritten note on the door said the price was 90 yuan per night, with discounts available for long-term stays.
Qiu Mang's heart skipped a beat; this price was indeed a steal in Guangcheng.
The wheels of the black suitcase turned toward the small hotel, and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the concrete floor filled the air.
At the hotel reception, a woman with permed, frizzy hair was sleeping on the table. Hearing a noise, the woman quickly looked up, and before she even opened her eyes, she yawned widely.
"Accommodation?"
"Is it... 90 yuan a night?" Qiu Mang asked again to confirm.
"Isn't it written at the entrance?" the woman said, covering her mouth with one hand and mumbling, her face showing displeasure at being disturbed.
Then the woman added, "However, our rooms are very small, with no other appliances, just a bed and a table."
"I saw that it says there's a discount for long-stay residents, is that right?" Qiu Mang asked again.
Upon hearing the words "long-term stay," the receptionist instantly sobered up. "Young lady, you're planning to stay long-term? How long do you plan to stay? Long-term stays get a 10% discount!"
Qiu Mang nodded, "I'll stay for a month first!"
She planned to settle down first, then look for a job; a month should be enough. Once she found a job, she would rent a place closer to her company.
"Take out your ID card, I'll register you!" The woman tapped her finger lightly on the counter.
Qiu Mang handed her his ID card. The woman at the front desk took the ID card, registered it, and then picked up a somewhat worn calculator and started pressing buttons. A short while later, she confirmed the price with Qiu Mang.
Qiu Mang took out his phone to pay, but before he could even bring up the payment code, everything went black, and he lost consciousness the next second.
Meanwhile, Lu Yanting had finished his work yesterday. Since today is Lunar New Year's Eve, he returned to the Lu family's old residence.
Inside the Lu family's old mansion, the entire family gathered together. Children played and laughed on the lawn, while adults chatted in the living room. A servant picked up a teapot and poured Lu Yanting a cup of floral tea.
Lu Yanting crossed his legs and leaned back leisurely on the black leather sofa, his hands casually resting on the armrests.
After a while, he stood up slightly, picked up the glass, and the rose petals in the glass swayed gently.
"Did you secure that project in Haicheng?" asked Lu Hui, Lu's father, from across the table.
"Hmm." Lu Yanting picked up the flower tea and took a sip.
"That's good. Many people were eyeing that project, and it was truly not easy to secure it this time! Thank you for your hard work!" Lu Hui said with a look of relief.
"They have no reason not to cooperate with us! In the entire Guangcheng, no one can rival the Lu family in terms of strength!" Lu Yanting put down his teacup, his tone arrogant.
"Aunt Wu! Is the food ready yet?" Xia Qiong, Lu's mother, called out to the maid while sitting to the side.
"Madam! It's ready! Shall we eat now?" Aunt Wu asked respectfully.
"Let's eat! It's New Year's Eve today. Yanting has finally come back, so let's eat early. In a little while, some relatives might come over to visit." Xia Qiong looked at Lu Yanting with a smile.
Soon after, the servants brought out the dishes.
Xia Qiong got up and walked towards the lawn, intending to call some children over for dinner.
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