Not sure if someone was scolding her, Zhong Lingyu couldn't help but turn her head and sneeze.
It took her a moment to realize that Chen Tinglan was bent over the window sill outside, looking as if he was fascinated by the sun.
Tilting her head slightly, Zhong Lingyu was surprised, "Tinglan, what are you doing there?"
Chen Tinglan put away his cheesy face and said seriously: "Baking in the sun."
After saying that, she turned to the front door, pushed the door open, and asked, "Brother, how is the seal carving going?"
"It's almost ready." Chen Tingze carefully adjusted the details.
After the seal was made, he dipped it in ink pad and carved it on the rice paper.
The red portrait paintings are simple but lifelike.
It reproduces Yun Suqing's voice, appearance and smile during her lifetime.
Zhong Lingyu liked it very much and expressed her gratitude to Chen Tingze again and again.
Chen Tinglan quietly poked Chen Tingze with her elbow.
Chen Tingze coughed and said, "Lingyu, in a few days, the opera troupe will come to Pingxiang Garden to perform. I bought... three tickets. Tinglan hopes you will come with us."
"It's hard to get a ticket for Pingxiang Garden. I'll go with you... Is it convenient?"
Zhong Lingyu also loves going to the theater.
It's just that the theater actors invited by Pingxiangyuan are all famous actors, and the tickets are expensive.
She always feels like taking advantage of others.
"Don't forget, my father is the president of the Chamber of Commerce. What does a ticket mean?" Chen Tinglan quickly took Zhong Lingyu's arm, "Let's go together and take care of each other."
Under Chen Tinglan's persuasion, Zhong Lingyu had no choice but to agree.
She took the ticket and returned home.
Zhong Yuming was very happy when he heard that Zhong Lingyu was invited by Chen Tinglan to listen to the opera in Pingxiang Garden.
Taking Zhong Lingyu's hand, Zhong Yuming patted it lovingly, "You have a good relationship with Miss Chen. Don't forget to speak good words for me in front of President Chen."
Zhong Lingyu said yes meekly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
She went upstairs and used her seal to carve a simple portrait of Yun Suqing on the copybook she had practiced.
With each passing moment, her hatred for the Zhong family deepened.
She would repay Zhong Yuming's unkindness to her mother and Mu Denglan's cruelty to her mother.
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Five days later, Zhong Lingyu went to Pingxiang Garden to watch a play with the Chen family brothers and sisters as promised.
It's just that Chen Tingze had something to do temporarily. As soon as he left Chen's house, he was called away by Chen Yunzhang.
Chen Tinglan felt sorry.
She originally thought about leaving in the middle of the show to give her eldest brother and Zhong Lingyu a chance to be alone.
But her eldest brother didn't come because of something, and her plan was completely ruined.
Fortunately, the drama in Ping Xiang Yuan was so exciting that Chen Tinglan was not too disappointed.
While the two of them were looking at each other in fascination, the door creaked and was pushed open.
When Chen Tinglan saw the person coming, her throat rolled with difficulty. She patted Zhong Lingyu and said, "Lingyu?"
Zhong Lingyu held her chin, listening to the play with great interest, and replied absently: "What's wrong?"
Before Chen Tinglan could speak, Zhong Lingyu suddenly noticed that a burst of smoke drifted from the side of his face.
The strong smell awakened some bad memories in her.
Zhong Lingyu turned her head and saw Shen Huaizhou, and her face turned pale.
Shen Huaizhou was not wearing a military uniform and was dressed casually.
White shirt, black trousers.
He held the cigarette between his fingertips and did not look at her, but lowered his eyes to watch the show.
Chen Tinglan felt that the atmosphere was strange, so she had to say, "Young Marshal, may I ask what this is..."
"The downstairs is full and there are no private rooms. Do you mind if I get a private room?"
Shen Huaizhou's faint gaze swept across Zhong Lingyu and quickly looked at Chen Tinglan.
How dare Chen Tinglan say anything.
After all the trouble, could she still kick Shen Huaizhou out?
She shook her head and smiled awkwardly, "I don't mind, Marshal, please do it!"
Shen Huaizhou remained silent and said no more.
Zhong Lingyu didn't dare to act rashly, let alone look at him.
She stared intently, pretending to watch the show, but actually she was frightened.
Before the performance was over, Zhong Lingyu made an excuse and went to the bathroom.
It is true that Shen Huaizhou feels too oppressive and has a weird attitude.
She really couldn't stand it.
After washing his face with cold water in the bathroom, Zhong Lingyu went out with a sad expression.
She really didn't understand why she could meet Shen Huaizhou after just listening to a show.
Or is he here specifically to find her?
After all, Shen Huaizhou is a moody pervert.
She could never quite figure out his temper.
Zhong Lingyu walked out uneasily, and happened to bump into Adjutant Li.
Adjutant Li stopped her, "Miss Zhong."
Zhong Lingyu was distant and polite, "Adjutant Li, do you have a problem with me?"
"I'm here to tell you that your necklace containing your mother's ashes is not damaged. If you want to take it back, the young marshal is waiting for you in the car outside."
Zhong Lingyu smiled bitterly, "That necklace was broken by the young marshal a long time ago."
"It's not broken." Adjutant Li said, "You can ask the young marshal and you will know."
Zhong Lingyu lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then said, "No need."
Whether or not the necklace is actually still there, it doesn't matter anymore.
She has the seal given to her by Chen Tingze, which is enough for her to remember her mother.
Besides, she didn't want to talk to Shen Huaizhou.
They had nothing to talk about.
After politely declining, Zhong Lingyu carefully returned to the private room.
She quietly pushed open the private room door, and there was only Chen Tinglan inside.
Chen Tinglan quickly called her in, "Shen Huaizhou left just now. I was really scared to death."
Zhong Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then joked and comforted: "It's okay, he doesn't bite."
"You are very brave." Chen Tinglan clicked his tongue.
Zhong Lingyu is not bold, but is used to being scared.
She has seen even bloodier things, and was forced to kill by Shen Huaizhou.
Thinking about it now, she still has lingering fears.
After watching the play, Zhong Lingyu and Chen Tinglan went home respectively.
Take a rickshaw and return to the vicinity of the Bell Mansion.
Just as Zhong Lingyu was about to give the driver money to get in, a Pontiac stopped in front of her.
The rear window lowered, revealing Shen Huaizhou's gloomy face.
Zhong Lingyu's breathing was slightly stagnant and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
Shen Huaizhou said coldly: "Get in the car!"
Zhong Lingyu didn't move.
The two looked at each other through the narrow glass window.
One's eyes are as deep as ink, and the other's eyes are as alert as a hedgehog with spikes.
After a moment, Shen Huaizhou dusted off the cigarette ashes and said, "Want me to invite you up?"
This is near the Bell Mansion.
Zhong Lingyu didn't want to be seen.
She hesitated, forced herself to open the rear door,
Shen Huaizhou held the cigarette between his fingertips, blew out a puff of smoke, and ordered: "Adjutant Li, drive back to the annex!"
