Who is my wife?
The reason why Kong Lingyu did not appear in front of Fang Huai seemed far-fetched to anyone. Why didn't he show up earlier?
Because he wants to make money, he wants to make a lot of money, he needs a lot of money.
Tan Cheng once asked Kong Lingyu, who was fighting for his life, "Why are you fighting so hard? Is it because of the money or to get married?"
Kong Lingyu was installing a computer at the time, his face covered in dust. Shirtless, he tossed aside a part that was in the way and grinned, "To get married."
"Who is more important, a wife or money?"
Kong Lingyu wiped the sweat off his face and sneered at Tan Cheng unhappily, "Wife."
"Who is your wife then?"
"I haven't caught up with him yet. But I'm going to save up some money and go after him."
During the years when Kong Lingyu didn't appear, he worked hard to make money. Otherwise, if he didn't have a bottom line, he might really do anything for money.
He hid in the shadows and watched Fang Huai. There was always a man with a prominent family background beside Fang Huai. He was confident and rich. At that time, he was just a troublemaker in Heishui Lane who fought for money. The game in his hand was just a fantasy and a bunch of data.
He was penniless and was still a long way from fulfilling the promise he had made to Fang Huai.
Kong Lingyu gently stroked Fang Huai's back and said, "I'm going to make money."
Fang Huai, who had lost all his strength after struggling, didn't understand:
"Making money?"
Kong Lingyu grinned, his chin nestled in the crook of Fang Huai's neck. "Yeah. I still remember the first year you came to the welfare home, many big bosses came here." Kong Lingyu's eyes were blazing, guiding Fang Huai's memory. "Those bosses didn't have the best tempers."
"The director's mother held your hand and followed me. Behind them, they finished looking at the orphanage with disgust on their faces."
"The first year?" Fang Huai searched his memory again and again. The two looked at each other and saw themselves in each other's eyes.
That year was his first year at the welfare home, and the locust flowers were in full bloom.
The orphanage is in full bloom, and the orphanage is bustling with activity. Many people come to the orphanage to donate money or supplies, and the director respectfully addresses them as "boss."
Whenever the bosses are coming, the director always tells the children in the welfare home to be obedient and not to be naughty, especially Kong Lingyu, the king of the children!
If you want to control Kong Lingyu, you have to coax Fang Huai. Why?
Because all the children in the welfare home know that Kong Lingyu only listens to Maimai.
Maimai is most afraid of people, and no matter how you look at it, the rope doesn't look like the rope that can control Kong Lingyu, this naughty guy. But Kong Lingyu just likes to stretch his neck into Maimai's hands, and beg Maimai to touch it with a playful smile.
He, who doesn't like cleanliness, dressed himself up neatly all day long after Maimai came, just to sleep with Maimai, who is afraid of the dark.
When those bad-tempered bosses kept finding fault with him, Kong Lingyu couldn't help it, especially when their eyes fell on Fang Huai, he almost jumped up and beat these beastly guys.
At first, the director ignored their criticisms of the welfare home because they planned to donate money, but her bottom line was the children in the welfare home. The bosses' words and actions meant that they wanted the director to provide them with a group of children.
The director's mother immediately overturned the locust flower rice she had made early in the morning, picked up a broom and told these old bastards to get out.
Children are most sensitive to malice. They know that these bosses hate their home and the locust flower rice they have worked so hard to make.
After this group of people were kicked out of the welfare home by the superman-like director, they ate the locust flower rice that the bosses despised and listened to the director's instructions.
"Grow up slowly, study hard, and become an outstanding person. Don't be like these bad bosses."
Fang Huai was still young at the time, and he quietly poked Kong Lingyu, who was enjoying his meal next to him, and asked, "What is an excellent person?"
Kong Lingyu finished off the locust flower rice that Fang Huai couldn't finish, wiped his mouth and said, "They are just rich people, people with a lot of money."
"How much money does it take to be considered rich?" Fang Huai continued to ask half-heartedly. Kong Lingyu paused, staring at the small card on the table, remembering the one million that the group of people clamored for during the day, and the small card he left on it where he taught Fang Huai to write numbers.
The number "1" was written first, then "0", and then "10" was written in childish handwriting.
He pointed to the number on it and asked, "Maimai, do you know what a bank card is?"
Fang Huai knew that it was the small card that the dean's mother introduced for saving money, replacing the piggy bank.
He nodded and watched Kong Lingyu add many "0"s on the small card, and the small card was covered with densely packed numbers.
After Kong Lingyu finished writing, he carefully placed Fang Huai's pen on the table and pointed at the countless numbers. "At least you have so many zeros on your British Airways card. That's what makes you rich. One million is nothing. I'll earn that much for you in the future."
He suddenly bent down and gently pinched Fang Huai's soft face, saying, "When the time comes, you just need to lie down at home. I will become a rich and outstanding person. I will make you Huaihua rice after get off work every day and sleep with you at night."
"I'll support you then."
"Do you remember?" Kong Lingyu rested his head on Fang Huai's neck, his voice low and doting. His fingertips traced Fang Huai's back and he slowly wrapped his arms around Fang Huai's waist. "Sorry, I'm late."
Fang Huai seemed to have just woken up from a dream and pushed Kong Lingyu away. "That was just a childhood joke."
It's like this! They were clearly arguing just now, and now it has become like this. Fang Huai lowered his head in annoyance, frowning.
"Oh, I see." Kong Lingyu took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of Fang Huai's eyes, then moved closer to Fang Huai.
The two were very close, so close that he could see Fang Huai's eyelashes, which were as black as crow feathers. The eyelashes trembled nervously as he approached, and the tears hanging on them suddenly slid down. Kong Lingyu reached out to catch the tears, and quickly closed his palm under Fang Huai's shocked gaze.
The voice drawled out—"I'm serious."
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Fang Huai suddenly stepped back, widening the distance between the two of them, and fled out of the coffee shop.
Kong Lingyu still maintained the same posture as before, laughed muffledly, opened his palm, the tears on it dried up, and he clenched his palm regretfully.
He sipped the coffee next to him, which still contained the sugar he had just thrown in. The unmelted sugar cube blended with the bitter coffee, and the sugar cube was so sweet that it hurt his teeth when he chewed it.
His calculations are real, his love is real, and his promises are real.
It is difficult to move Fang Huai's heart. His only way is to make Fang Huai pity him, take advantage of him, get closer and closer, and slowly pry open his heart.
The bitterness and sweetness in his mouth lingered for a long time. Kong Lingyu looked at the fresh orange juice and said, "I will like it, I will always like it, I will follow it, I will follow it forever."
The joke was his promise, a lifelong promise that could not be wrong or changed.
"Hello, I broke this cup and I'm willing to compensate you according to the price." Kong Lingyu finished his coffee and walked to the front desk with the cup.
The receptionist looked at him with an auntie's smile, decisively brought up the original price of the quilt, and asked Kong Lingyu to pay.
He just saw that this handsome guy was drinking the coffee of the handsome guy who just ran away, and he didn't even touch the orange juice he ordered. The two of them...hiss, something is happening.
"Handsome guy, come on." The receptionist made a cheering gesture, and Kong Lingyu raised his eyebrows, "Well, thank you."
He walked out of the store with the quilt in his hand. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him and he called Tan Cheng: "Want some coffee?"
Tan Cheng, who was scolding his employees, was furious and said in a bad mood: "Drink, treat the whole company to a drink."
After that, he said to the employee who was pretending to be a quail in front of him: "Don't stand there. The boss will treat the whole company to coffee later."
"Thank you, boss."
"I cried my heart out. The boss fed drinks to the cows and horses."
"That's not the case. We haven't been working overtime during this period. The bonuses and overtime pay I received a while ago were several times higher than what I received at my previous company."
"Thank you, boss!"
Kong Lingyu heard the cheers coming from the phone, smiled helplessly, turned back to the store and smiled at the front desk.
The clerk who had just been cheering Kong Lingyu up suddenly felt a chill on his back. He forced a smile and said, "Sir, how can I help you?"
"I want to order coffee."
"Okay, how much do you need?"
Fortunately, it was just a coffee order, so the waiter breathed a sigh of relief and asked politely.
But when the handsome guy in front of him said the number, he couldn't laugh anymore and almost screamed: "Daddy, how much? How much do you want?"
Kong Lingyu hesitantly said the amount, and the receptionist almost fainted. He wanted to make the barista in the store collapse.
"Wait a moment, I'll contact the store manager."
The receptionist forced a smile and quickly called the store manager. The store manager was also scared by the big order, but he was the store manager after all, so he contacted his colleagues and took the order after getting Kong Lingyu's consent.
All of a sudden, all the baristas were busy.
After the coffee was delivered to the ship, the employees shared photos of the Niuma coffee ordered by the boss.
The topic of today’s chat is: Did the boss catch up with his childhood sweetheart today?
Xiaowang, who loves to slack off: I guess not.
Leonardo DiCaprio: Difficult.
PDD, help me cut it: Difficulty +1
Hehehe: Difficult +10086.
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Tan Cheng sat in the office, drinking the coffee ordered by his good friend, watching the chat in the internal employee group and laughing, "It's difficult, Kong Lingyu, your road to pursuing a wife is really bumpy."
"But the only thing worth celebrating is that my wife has broken up with me, so I can pursue her openly."
Kong Lingyu's pursuit was high-profile and blatant enough. In other words, if Kong Lingyu was Fang Henian's boss, he really wanted to call the police for his brother.
During the time he lived in his brother's house, he saw his boss more times than in all the years he had been working there.
"Brother, are you really not going to pay attention to him?" Fang Henian asked Fang Huai with despair.
Fang Huai stared out the window without saying a word.
Fang Huai would run into Kong Lingyu wherever he went. Fang Henian couldn't stand it any longer and pulled his boss aside, "Boss, what on earth are you doing?"
Kong Lingyu looked towards Fang Huai and wiped his hand with disgust when Fang Henian touched it. "I'm chasing your brother."
"You call this chasing?" Fang Henian's face was grim. "It's clearly harassment."
"That's not how you like someone." Fang Henian stopped Kong Lingyu in his tracks. "At least this will only make my brother hate you."
Kong Lingyu waved his hand and said, "Your vacation is over, go back and work overtime."
Fang Henan almost bit his teeth off and could only curse in his mind: evil capitalist.
When he got home, Fang Henian was about to tell Fang Huai that he was going back to work in the company, when he saw Fang Huai sitting in the living room with shining eyes and a computer in front of him.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Fang Henan bent down to change his shoes and asked in confusion.
Fang Huai's eyes flashed: "The hospital issued a notice."
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