Meng Mingfeng was infinitely envious, but he didn't dare to get too close.
For fear of disturbing other car owners.
"Does this car owner also have a house here?"
While he was thinking about it, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Suddenly, Meng Mingfeng hurriedly took it out and hung up in a panic.
Looking up, Cullinan in front became quiet.
The car door opened, and a tall figure got out of the car.
"Hey, is it you?"
Meng Mingfeng stared blankly at the familiar figure that appeared in front of him, and recalled in his mind, "Yes...it's Brother Zhang, it turns out to be you."
He hurriedly took out his cigarette, feeling a little at a loss.
He really didn't expect to bump into his sister's classmate again, and again on such an occasion.
Driving a Cullinan BB, you can really spend 15 million on renovations.
"I'll do it." Zhang Yang casually took out the cigarette, looked at Meng Mingfeng who was smiling in front of him, and handed him a cigarette.
Meng Mingfeng quickly took it flattered.
"Brother Zhang, this Cullinan really matches your temperament."
"You really know how to talk." Zhang Yang suddenly became happy, thinking that this Meng Mingfeng is indeed a self-made small business owner, and he has really good eyesight. "However, the timing of our meeting seems a bit coincidental, doesn't it?"
"I just sent materials to a customer's home, I didn't expect to disturb you, Brother Zhang..." Meng Mingfeng was about to explain.
On the side, Cullinan's car door opened.
Lin Jingmin gently arranged her long hair and skirt, and got out of the car. There was still an indescribable charm between her eyebrows.
She stood with her arms folded and glanced at Meng Mingfeng.
"Ah, this, this, this..." Meng Mingfeng stared at the blush on Lin Jingmin's cheeks and stammered, "Yes, it's Xiao Min."
"Mr. Meng, please call me by my name." Lin Jingmin stood next to Zhang Yang and said calmly.
Meng Mingfeng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, feeling a little out of his mind for a moment.
"You get in the car first." Zhang Yang glanced at Lin Jingmin and signaled.
Lin Jingmin nodded obediently and got on Cullinan again.
Zhang Yang stepped forward and patted Meng Mingfeng on the shoulder, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave now. I'll see you another day."
Meng Mingfeng came to his senses and nodded mechanically, not knowing what to say.
Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously, turned around and got into the car directly.
After a while, Cullinan slowly drove away from the place and drove far away.
Meng Mingfeng stood there, staring blankly at the car driving away, clenching his fists, but suddenly loosening them weakly.
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Zhang Yang drove the car and took a look in the rearview mirror at Meng Mingfeng, who was standing there like a statue.
"Why do you want to get out of the car? Don't you know how to save some face for others?"
He glanced at Lin Jingmin in the passenger seat and asked funnyly.
"Not getting out of the car makes me feel guilty." Lin Jingmin observed Zhang Yang's expression and whispered, "I'm not afraid of him finding out."
Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing.
This designer Xiaolin seems to be saying this to himself, right?
"Hey... I'm hungry, shall we go eat first?" Lin Jingmin suddenly looked at Zhang Yang and said.
"Tired of all the hard work so soon?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.
"Do you think everyone is you and you are never tired?" Suddenly, Lin Jingmin's cheeks turned red and she said angrily.
Zhang Yang smiled when he heard this and slapped Lin Jingmin on the leg.
"I thought you were full just now."
"Nonsense." Lin Jingmin spat.
In the evening, Zhang Yang found a Chaoshan hot pot restaurant nearby. The two of them sat by the window, chatting while simmering the hot pot.
"By the way, you also have an industry in Magic City?" Lin Jingmin asked curiously.
"Yes." Zhang Yang blanched the tender beef and dipped it in the sand tea sauce.
"Is it as big as the one here in Yinghai?" Lin Jingmin asked tentatively, her eyes flickering.
"Big? Too much." Zhang Yang smiled, "What, you still want to find out my details?"
As he spoke, he looked up and saw Lin Jingmin holding her white chin, her eyes focused on her expression. With a thought in her heart, she went over and pinched designer Xiao Lin's cheek.
"No, I'll just ask." Lin Jingmin obediently let Zhang Yang pinch her face, "Hiss... be gentle, you want to see if my face is the original? My face has not been touched."
"Pinched it out." Zhang Yang smiled and took back his hand, "By the way, is it convenient for you to stay at home tonight? I'm too lazy to go home or go to the hotel."
Lin Jingmin raised her head in confusion and suddenly said something.
"I took in a homeless male god?"
Zhang Yang was stunned.
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The two went back in the middle of the night.
In the middle of the night, downstairs in Lin Jingmin's community, Lin Jingmin got out of the car and looked up at the lights of her house for a while.
"My father and mother went to bed early. Let's wait a little while and walk softly."
"I know, you seem a little nervous?" Zhang Yang looked at Lin Jingmin.
This designer Xiaolin looks a little cautious, like a minor who did something bad for the first time because of his rebellion in his school days.
"No way?" Lin Jingmin hugged Zhang Yang's arm, a little coquettishly. "My parents never open the door to my room in the morning, so just...just be gentle."
"Understood." Zhang Yang also felt a sense of excitement.
To be honest, this feeling of secretly doing bad things behind someone's parents' back is much more interesting than getting a house or something.
After a while, the two quietly walked into the corridor and got on the elevator.
At the door of the house, Lin Jingmin hissed softly, leaned against the door and listened for a while, then took out the key and quietly opened the door.
Inside the house, it was pitch dark, with only one room showing light under the door.
"Come in." Lin Jingmin pulled Zhang Yang and said in a low voice.
Zhang Yang nodded and walked into the house.
Although the lights were not turned on, the home looked very spacious. Through the night lights outside, one could vaguely see the stylish decoration in the house.
"Come into my room." Lin Jingmin ran lightly and turned on the light in the room, then turned back and waved to Zhang Yang.
After a while, the door closed.
Lin Jingmin leaned against the door and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"You act like a thief in your own home." Zhang Yang said with a smile, taking a look around the room.
Well, as expected, girls' rooms always have something in common.
Lin Jingmin's room is warmly and stylishly decorated, and like her, it exudes intellectual beauty.
As soon as he turned around, a hot face with slightly closed eyes approached him.
"Kiss me." Lin Jingmin raised her head and murmured.
Zhang Yang was stunned. He just said that Lin Jingmin was cautious. Why did she let him go as soon as he entered the room?
But there is one thing to say, at this moment, in this situation, listening to the vague voices in the next room, he did feel a thrill that was almost an affair.
No more waiting.
Zhang Yang immediately put aside everything else, hugged designer Xiao Lin, and jumped in.
Late at night, early in the morning.
Next room.
Mother Lin got up at night and went to the bathroom. In the room behind her, Old Lin was snoring like thunder.
"I'm less than fifty years old, so my ears don't work very well?"
Mother Lin muttered to herself, vaguely feeling like she heard crying in her daughter's room.
The crying was very depressing and miserable.
Wearing slippers, she approached the door and tried to listen, but she inevitably made the sound of drooping footsteps.
In an instant, the sound in the room suddenly stopped, and only Lao Lin's continuous snoring was left in his ears.
"My ears probably really don't work anymore."
Mother Lin shook her head, feeling an age crisis for the first time.
The next morning, early morning.
Zhang Yang opened his eyes and felt refreshed.
On the body, designer Xiaolin was still wrapped around his chest, and it was as soft as a bone when he held it.
"You must be awake." Zhang Yang smiled and looked at Lin Jingmin, who fluttered her eyelashes several times.
Lin Jingmin couldn't hold back, and couldn't hold back her smile with her eyes closed.
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." She opened her eyes and gently leaned into Zhang Yang's arms.
"When you are asleep, your heartbeat is not that fast." Zhang Yang took his hand away and changed into a comfortable sleeping position, "Your father and mother seem to be up. What time do they leave for work?"
Across the door, Zhang Yang could clearly hear the footsteps in the living room and the sound of the range hood in the kitchen.
"It's coming, it's coming. I estimate it will take another twenty minutes or so." Lin Jingmin whispered, placing her ear on Zhang Yang's chest and listening to the strong heartbeat.
"Okay." Zhang Yang looked at the time, then looked at the morning light coming through the window, and breathed a sigh of relief.
I really have something to do today, such as picking up the car.
By the way, he gave his father Zhang Zhaohai a big surprise.
By the way, when he came back this time, he also brought back the piece of Vacheron Constantin. Watches and cars are different.
If the car becomes second-hand, it will be discounted.
But some watches are passed down through the years, just like the classic advertising slogan of Patek Philippe. No one can really own Patek Philippe, they can just keep it for future generations.
He didn't wear his first watch in his life, a Vacheron Constantin worth 700,000 yuan, so he gave it to his father, which was just right.
By then, dad will be in Yinghai, driving a Maybach, wearing a 700,000 Vacheron Constantin, running a restaurant, and sitting on tens of millions in cash. By the way, in the future, there will also be a villa that cost 15 million to renovate. .
Even if his son no longer reaches out to intervene.
Mom and Dad are enough to live a life of masters in Yinghai and become the envy of everyone.
Time passed minute by minute.
There was movement outside, and with the sound of the door closing, everything calmed down.
"My parents are out." Lin Jingmin blinked and whispered.
"Then I can afford it." Zhang Yang stood up and opened the curtains, revealing his perfect figure in the morning light.
Behind her, Lin Jingmin huddled under the blanket, quietly looking at the invincible body with clear lines in front of her, her face couldn't help but get hot again.
After a while, the door opened.
Lin Jingmin carefully found a new toothbrush and a new water bottle, and then ran to the kitchen to see what her parents had done in the morning.
"I only cooked porridge. I'll go out and buy you some."
After Lin Jingmin washed up, she was busy putting on her shoes before going out to buy breakfast for Zhang Yang.
"Don't bother me. Can you eat whatever you have?" Zhang Yang said with a smile. He felt that he didn't seem to be a worldly person, right?
"Sit down, it's okay, it's just downstairs." Lin Jingmin stood on tiptoes and picked her up, "Just wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."
When she said this, Zhang Yang had no choice but to sit down.
After a while, the door closed and Lin Jingmin went out.
After all, you are in someone else's home, and you still need to be polite and polite.
Zhang Yang naturally didn't wander around, that is, he stood on the balcony of the living room for a while and looked at the scenery downstairs.
Lin Jingmin's residential complex is in a good location. Not far in front is a community park. From this angle, it looks lush and full of vitality.
Because it is midsummer, it is early in the morning, and there are already old people getting up for morning exercises and walking. On the roadside, you can also see breakfast stalls, surrounded by office workers.
Being in a residential area, feeling the full atmosphere of human fireworks, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Behind him, there was a sound of opening the door.
"So fast?" Zhang Yang muttered and turned around to go back to the living room. "What did you buy?"
He looked at the open door and walked towards it.
Then, the door opened.
Outside the door, stood a middle-aged woman with a hurried expression.
When she saw Zhang Yang, she looked stunned.
Their eyes met, and the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"You, you, you..." The middle-aged woman stretched out her finger, unable to speak clearly.
Zhang Yang has one head and two heads.
You don't need to think about it to know that this must be Lin Jingmin's mother. She must have turned back midway due to something.
"It's auntie, I'm Lin Jingmin's friend." Zhang Yang had no choice but to introduce himself.
He looked natural, not nervous at all.
"Xiao Min's friend?" Mother Lin's head was still filled with shock.
At this moment, listening to these words, I slowly came back to my senses, and then my mind suddenly became clear.
The cause and effect are instantly connected into a line in my mind.
"This girl! How audacious!" She didn't understand at the moment. This must be last night. Lin Jingmin quietly brought the boy back to spend the night. This kind of thing, based on her understanding of her daughter, was simply something she couldn't even imagine.
She wanted to get angry and show some dignity to the boy in front of her.
But... looking at the tall boy in front of me, with thin lips and a straight nose, who is as handsome as a dragon or a phoenix among men, I don't know what's going on. He has no temper at all.
"You kid, sit down, haven't you had breakfast yet?" She said with a friendly smile.
"Auntie, that...Xiao Min, she went down and bought it." Zhang Yang had no choice but to explain.
Just as he was talking, there was movement from the door behind him again.
"I bought it, let's eat it while it's hot." Lin Jingmin smiled and closed the door behind her, then her expression froze, "Mom! Why are you back?!"
"Hmph! I'll settle the score with you later." Mother Lin glared at Lin Jingmin, then looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry, sit down and eat slowly, Auntie will just come back to get something."
She walked into the room, got her things, and returned to the living room.
"Mom, aren't you in a hurry to go to work?" Lin Jingmin looked at her dear mother's slowness and knew that she was working hard.
"Why are you so anxious? The office is not busy this morning." Mother Lin glanced at Lin Jingmin and said.
"Okay then." Lin Jingmin couldn't resist her mother and just muttered.
Zhang Yang ate breakfast in a hurry, feeling that he was not suitable to stay any longer.
Three times five divided by two, I finished my breakfast in a hurry.
"Then what...I've finished breakfast, Auntie, I have something else to do, why don't I leave first." Zhang Yang said, putting down his bowls and chopsticks.
"We are leaving now, why don't we sit down?" Seeing this, Mother Lin had been quietly sizing up Zhang Yang. Now that she heard that Zhang Yang was about to leave, she quickly made a polite request to stay.
"No, no, let's do it next time. Come as a guest next time." Zhang Yang said.
"Then I...then I'll see you off." Lin Jingmin quickly stood up after seeing this.
After a while, the two went out, and Mother Lin was sitting at home, brewing her emotions, waiting for someone to come back.
"This girl, when she comes back later, she must give her some color."
After a while, the door opened, and Lin Jingmin opened the door softly, like a child who had done something wrong.
"What are you waiting for? Come, sit here and talk to your mother about what's going on?" Mother Lin pretended to be serious.
"Tell me how you kept your friend secret from your parents and even brought them home for the night."
Although she looked calm, Lin Jingmin, as a daughter, knew her biological mother very well. She knew that her mother was not actually angry, but was just waiting for an explanation from her.
"Mom, you may have misunderstood something." Lin Jingmin hesitated, not knowing how to speak.
"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding? Misunderstanding that you and this person are innocent, and you just took them in for a night?" Mother Lin suddenly laughed angrily, feeling that this girl was really tough-talking.
"He...he is not my boyfriend." Lin Jingmin whispered.
"What!" Mother Lin stood up suddenly, her tone suddenly raised, "What do you mean?"
(End of chapter)
