Leng Lingxiao pulled up a swivel chair and sat down, looking quietly not far away, and then took out his mobile phone.
Although the old man and the young man in the booth would occasionally argue due to differences of opinion, looking at it from a distance, the scene was very warm.
"Brother, do you think this place needs to be changed to..."
"No, this is fine. It's this length...isn't it a little too short? What are you going to do with it, self-defense?"
"Hehe, yes, guard against perverts!"
Wang Jinghui touched the tip of his nose and smiled lightly, as if he didn't believe it.
He raised his glass and took a sip. He was about to start eating the braised food when he realized that Leng Lingxiao was no longer there.
So, I raised my head and looked around.
Their eyes quickly locked on the bar. The two grown men smiled knowingly and continued to see each other, looking at pictures and making phone calls.
…
Twelve o'clock at night, Plum Garden.
Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan returned home happily.
The housekeeper Li Fugui had already prepared supper, but unfortunately neither of them were hungry and were full, so they walked to the stairs while chatting.
Tang Xiaowan was sleepy and yawned again and again.
"Huahua, thank you for staying with me all night. The money will be transferred to you. Also... if you are too lazy to run, you can make do with one night in the guest room on the first floor. I will go up first. Good night."
"No need to pay!"
One sentence stopped Tang Xiaowan in his tracks.
She turned around slowly, frowning, wondering if this person wanted to imitate Li Zishen, right?
It's best not, otherwise friends won't have to do it.
Tang Xiaowan thought so, and her face suddenly changed expression, smiling.
"Why? It's been a lot of trouble for you recently. If you can't even go out to play, then don't come to me again. It's so bad."
"Every place you go to today has your shares, just transfer the money directly without paying."
Is this pie in the sky?
Tang Xiaowan touched her nose and her eyes widened: "Deal, my shares?"
"um, yes."
Leng Lingxiao nodded, with a hint of smile in his ink eyes, like a lake of spring water under the warm sun, shining with crystal light.
Tang Xiaowan's cheeks turned red and she was very shy. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Didn't I give you a bank card a while ago? The money in it is the income from your investment." Leng Lingxiao added.
"Meijuan said the money in the card belongs to you... Oh, she didn't seem to say where it came from, she just told me that I could spend it as I wanted."
Leng Lingxiao put one hand in his pocket and smiled evilly.
"Yes, you can spend whatever you want, it should cover almost half of it!"
Tang Xiaowan said in surprise: "Half?"
"Well, I mean, all my domestic investments... you have a stake in almost all of them."
"Where did I get so much money?"
"It wasn't much at first, but then it gradually became more. The money in the card is just for your pocket, it's nothing. The rest is kept in the company. Money makes money. That's what you said, ha. Ha ha."
Leng Lingxiao smiled heartily, his eyes full of appreciation and doting.
"But, that..."
"What's wrong, Tangtang?"
"Oh, it's okay, just keep letting it go."
Tang Xiaowan left these words and went upstairs.
She took off her shoes as she walked, her movements so stiff that she almost tripped over.
Leng Lingxiao watched the whole process, but did not go up to help him. He just smiled faintly and then went straight to the easternmost guest room.
He is familiar with everything here.
Fifteen years have passed, and the plum garden has left him with too many laughters and unforgettable memories, all about Tang Xiaowan.
Can I call you Huahua?
No, I’m so rubbish, call me brother.
Leng Lingxiao, Lingxiao Hua, Huahua, it sounds so nice. Tangtang likes it, I like it very much.
That's fine, flowers are flowers.
Wow, great, Huahua, Huahua, Huahua...
Do you want to shout a hundred times?
Yes, yes, it sounds so nice, Huahua.
…
"Tangtang, if you could choose again, would you still skip class and go to the appointment? If you didn't go, you wouldn't have met Li Zishen, and then nothing would have changed, right?"
Leng Lingxiao held the car keys tightly in his hand, as if he was full of anger but had nowhere to release it. In the end, he could only take a cold shower.
At the same time, a black car was speeding along the winding mountain road.
(End of chapter)
