Chapter 177 Shared Bicycles
The early morning sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Room 1601 of Yunding Villa, filling the living room with warmth.
Yu Ling woke up on the soft big bed. The seat next to her was empty, but the remaining warmth and the familiar scent of aftershave and sunshine on the pillow made her feel as if the separation of the past few days was just a nightmare.
The aroma of food wafted into the living room.
When she finished washing up and walked out, she saw Zhao Chen wearing the familiar Shiba Inu apron and busy in the open kitchen.
On the dining table were the familiar honey-smoke fried eggs, warm milk, and freshly cut fruit. He turned around immediately upon hearing footsteps, a smile that was undisguised, a bit flattering, and cautious.
"Are you awake? Come and have breakfast." He walked over quickly and pulled out a chair for Yu Ling, like an attentive waiter.
Yu Ling sat down, looking at the sumptuous breakfast in front of her and the deep tenderness and uneasiness in Zhao Chen's eyes. The last bit of grudge in her heart quietly dissipated like morning mist.
She picked up the fork and poked the perfect runny egg, and the golden liquid slowly flowed out. She didn't eat it, but raised her head, looked at Zhao Chen, and said seriously:
"I need to go back to the rental house and pack my things."
The smile on Zhao Chen's face froze instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Lingling...you..."
"Move back." Yu Ling interrupted him, her tone calm but with unquestionable determination, "But there are some things I have to get myself."
The panic in Zhao Chen's eyes was instantly replaced by ecstasy! He nodded almost immediately: "Okay! I'll go with you! Right away!" He immediately took off his apron, his movements swift and agile as if he was going to carry out some important mission.
In the old city of Haicheng, downstairs of the old residential complex where Yu Ling rented a house.
Zhao Chen's low-key black car parked on the narrow roadside seemed a bit out of place.
He got out of the car first and opened the door for Yu Ling, but his eyes scanned the surrounding environment like a radar without any expression - the mottled walls, the old clothes drying on the balcony, the elderly people chatting downstairs... In his eyes, they probably automatically generated a "potential risk point assessment report."
Yu Ling ignored him and walked straight to the apartment door. The hallway was filled with a mixture of dampness and cooking smoke. She took out her key and opened the slightly worn security door.
The room was small, with one bedroom and one living room, and was simply furnished. When she moved out of Yundingshan Villa, she only brought simple clothes and daily necessities with her, so it seemed a bit empty.
"Lingling, sit down and tell me what you want to take. I'll clean it up!"
Zhao Chen followed in and immediately rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to do something big.
His tailored casual suit and shiny leather shoes looked extremely out of place and a little funny in this small and simple space.
Yu Ling looked at him, looking as though he was facing a formidable enemy, as if this was some kind of dangerous place, and felt both angry and amused.
"No, I can do it myself. You...you help me pass that box over."
"Which box?" Zhao Chen immediately looked around, his eyes fixed on a half-empty cardboard box in the corner. He rushed over, his movements as fast as landing on a beach, "This one?"
"Yeah." Yu Ling nodded and began to organize the clothes in the closet.
Zhao Chen, holding the box, followed Yu Ling closely, like an oversized shadow.
Whenever Yu Ling reached for a piece of clothing, he would immediately take it, carefully fold it, and then, with the meticulous care of a museum displaying artifacts, gently place it in a cardboard box. He could fold a T-shirt with impeccable edges and corners.
"Zhao Chen," Yu Ling finally couldn't help herself and picked up an ordinary cotton pajamas, "You don't have to fold it so neatly, just tuck it in."
"That won't work!" Zhao Chen objected immediately, his expression as serious as if he were discussing a cross-border merger and acquisition.
"The clothes will get wrinkled! They will be uncomfortable to wear!" He insisted on folding his pajamas into small squares before putting them solemnly into the box.
Yu Ling: "...Okay, as long as you are happy."
After tidying up at the desk, Yu Ling picked up an old photo frame that contained a photo of her and her parents from her college graduation. Zhao Chen immediately came over, his eyes gentle, "Uncle and aunt seem very kind."
"Hmm." Yu Ling gently stroked the photo frame.
"Lingling," Zhao Chen's voice suddenly lowered, with a hint of subtle nervousness:
"Um... the rental contract... is it about to expire? Do I need to deal with the landlord... about liquidated damages and stuff..."
Yu Ling paused and turned to look at him. Zhao Chen's eyes flickered, a hint of guilt in his voice, as if to say, "I was just asking casually."
Yu Ling knew exactly what was going on. What liquidated damages? He probably even knew exactly who the landlord was and how much the damages were!
She deliberately put on a stern face and said, "President Zhao, is it an abuse of guild resources to use the 'Shiba Inu Security Team' to check the landlord's information?"
Zhao Chen was instantly choked, and his ears turned red at a visible speed. He coughed lightly, his eyes wandering:
"Ahem... I didn't check! Absolutely not! It's... it's Lidya Su! She called me yesterday and told me that the landlord seemed difficult to talk to... Yes! It's Lidya Su!" He immediately passed the buck without hesitation.
Yu Ling almost couldn't help laughing when she saw him trying to hide his true intentions.
Just then—
"Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!"
Yu Ling's phone vibrated wildly! On the screen, Su Xiao's video request avatar kept flashing!
Yu Ling and Zhao Chen exchanged a glance, each seeing the frustration of "it happens again" in the other's eyes. Yu Ling connected the video call.
"Reiko! Reiko! Hurry! Look downstairs!"
Su Xiao's screams instantly exploded. The background was her computer screen, which displayed a real-time satellite map of Yu Ling's rental apartment! On the map, a van, adorned with a giant, grinning Shiba Inu logo, and circled in red by Su Xiao, stood out.
"Look! 'Wangwang Logistics'! The world's top-secret logistics service! Serving only the most core VIP clients! They claim to be able to safely deliver even nuclear waste! Lingzi! Did your Zhao Chen send 'Wangwang Logistics' to move your house?! Did he?! Quick! Take a picture for me! I'm going to post it on WeChat Moments!!! The title should be 'My Best Friend Asked the World's Top Logistics Company to Move Her Old Sofa'!!!"
Yu Ling: “…”
She held up her phone, and on the screen was her best friend's crazy face and the exaggerated Shiba Inu truck logo.
She turned her head stiffly and extremely slowly and looked at Zhao Chen, who also had an "I knew it would be like this" expression on his face.
Zhao Chen looked at the Shiba Inu truck circled by Su Xiao on the screen, and the expression on his face changed from numbness to despair.
He raised his hands, covering his face with exhaustion, and muffled sounds came out from between his fingers:
"Miss Su... that's the 'Ark of Doom - Shiba Inu Guild' strategic partner, 'Wangwang Express'... they're responsible for delivering barbecue grills and beer to the guild members' offline gatherings..."
He put his hand down, revealing a face full of "destruction, quickly" and spoke nonsense seriously to the phone screen:
"The guild happened to have an offline barbecue social event in Haicheng today. The truck came early to load the equipment and was just passing by...just passing by! It has nothing to do with moving! We are moving...we can just use shared bicycles!" After saying that, he quickly reached out and "clicked" to end the video call!
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