Du Weilong was worried that the bedroom door wasn't locked, so he made a special trip back home at noon after get off work.
When he got back, he went straight into the bedroom and saw that his wife was still sleeping. A look of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Then, his eyes darted around and he saw his stepdaughter sleeping by the bedside before he relaxed a little.
He walked to the bedside, kicked the brooding figure leaning against the bed, and said coldly, "Wake up, wake up!"
Pretending to be startled awake, Bu Ling shuddered, opened her eyes, and upon seeing her stepfather, immediately lowered her head in fear.
Du Weilong coldly ordered, "Go cook."
Bu Ling nodded hesitantly, stood up, carefully avoided Du Weilong, and walked out of the bedroom.
After she left, Du Weilong immediately closed the door without even glancing at his wife lying on the bed.
I walked up to the wardrobe, opened it, and saw that the clothes inside showed no signs of being touched. I also checked the inner compartments but found no trace of anything.
He was still worried, so he went to the dressing table again and checked that the key was still there, which put his mind at ease.
Looking at the woman still sleeping on the bed, a dark glint flashed in his eyes. If he wasn't afraid of being suspected by this woman, why wouldn't he lock the bedroom door?
After sitting for a while, I went out of the bedroom and sat at the dining table. After waiting for a while, I saw Bling bring in lunch.
Buling carefully placed the cornbread buns and a plate of stir-fried cabbage on the table, then immediately retreated to a corner.
Seeing his stepdaughter's behavior, Du Weilong's suspicions lessened somewhat, but he still thought he had to send the letter away as soon as possible, as hiding it in his house was too dangerous.
He ate his meal quietly, and halfway through, he suddenly said gently, "Lingling, you should eat too."
Despite being incredibly annoyed, Buling pretended to be pleasantly surprised and quickly and carefully moved to the dining table, not daring to move, just watching.
Seeing her like this, Du Weilong personally handed her a cornbread bun and chopsticks.
Buling then carefully began to eat.
Seeing her like this, Du Weilong asked casually while eating, "Lingling, is your mother alright this morning?"
"I...I...don't know," Bling answered, trembling slightly.
Du Weilong knew, of course, that she had fallen asleep that morning. He was just trying to trick her. If he had something to hide, he would have said that nothing was wrong.
Bu Ling sneered inwardly. "What a joke! Trying to test me like this? By the time I was watching 'Empresses in the Palace,' the grass on your grave was already quite tall."
Trying to outsmart me? Pshaw!
After silently finishing a cornbread bun, Buling didn't dare to take another one, keeping her head down and sitting obediently.
Seeing her like this, Du Weilong's suspicions lessened a bit. However, he said, "Lingling, your mother is fine now. Go to school this afternoon. Graduation is approaching, so you can't miss classes."
Buling: Yue!
What did you do this morning?
And she just gave her own mother sleeping pills, how could she be fine so quickly? You're kidding me.
"I understand, Dad, Dad."
Abba aba, she's not clean anymore!
After finishing his lunch, Du Weilong grabbed his briefcase and headed out.
After tidying up the table, Bling went out with her patched-up schoolbag on her back.
On the way, Buling was panting heavily. Feeling the faint gaze behind her, she pursed her lips.
Thinking to myself, given Du Weilong's cautious demeanor, it would take some people to believe he's only capable of doing something like this.
She walked into the school with her head down, sat down in her seat, and then let out a slight sigh of relief.
It wasn't that I was afraid of Du Weilong, but that I was afraid of alerting him.
In the next class, she reviewed her performance from noon until she felt there were no flaws, and then she began to carry out her next plan.
Judging from Du Weilong's appearance, it's likely he'll be following her home after school that evening.
But who says she can't do anything at school?
Although the original owner's social circle was pitifully small, she still had some useful memories.
For example, the principal is a veteran.
For example, the direction of the principal's office.
She was new to the area and didn't have many people she could trust, which was a critical matter, so she could only try her best to find someone who could deliver the letter.
She didn't know if the principal could get her accepted, but the principal was the best person she could get in touch with.
Thinking of this, Bu Ling pursed her lips. Moreover, the principal was a veteran.
She always believed in the loyalty of soldiers to their country, just as she had believed in the apocalypse in her previous life.
When the bell rang, she slipped out of the classroom through the back door, pretending to have to use the restroom. Once she realized no one was watching her, she turned and headed towards the principal's office.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Come in." A stern voice came from inside the door.
Outside the door, Bu Ling took a deep breath, put away the timidity on her face, and pushed the door open to go inside.
The stern old man sitting inside the door looked at Buling, who had just entered, with some surprise. He still asked, "Buling, what brings you here?" He had a strong impression of this girl who was good at studying but always kept her head down.
Bling closed the door and bolted it, then walked to the principal's desk without answering his question.
Looking directly into the principal's eyes, he said, word by word, "Light, Radiance, Tan, Ke, Six, Generations!"
Sure enough, the principal's pupils contracted slightly, and although he quickly concealed it, it was still noticed by Bling, who had been watching him closely.
The principal looked at Buling sternly, not asking any silly questions like "What are you talking about?" He asked in a cold voice, "Where did you get this information from? And who are you?"
Bling was not puzzled by the principal's suspicion of her. She said frankly, "I am Bling. I found these things in my stepfather's bedroom."
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