Unless the bottom line is touched, Zhong Lingyu generally adheres to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less.
She is soft-spoken and has a mother, so self-preservation is the right way to go.
As for Yan Chungchang, he didn't succeed, but she smashed his head.
As long as he doesn't harass her again, she doesn't care whether Yan Chungchang will be released on bail by Shen Huaizhou.
Furthermore, as far as Jiang Zongrui wanted to stir up trouble, she didn't want to be cannon fodder in the fight between him and Shen Huaizhou, so she might as well keep the matter under wraps.
However, this incident taught her a lesson: she should still carry a gun on weekdays.
Zhong Lingyu took out the Browning from the box, put it in her handbag, and went to the clothing store early in the morning.
Near noon, Jiang Zongrui suddenly came over to harass her.
He was still wearing a white suit, and his hair was neatly combed.
It's a good thing that he was born beautiful, otherwise this outfit would be too greasy.
"Sister!" Jiang Zongrui came over to say hello, "Are you busy?"
Zhong Lingyu: "Second Young Master, do you want to buy some clothes?"
"Don't buy clothes." Jiang Zongrui leaned his elbow on the counter and raised his hand to brush the broken hair from his forehead. "I'm here to tell you that Yan Chungchang was picked up by Shen Huaizhou early in the morning."
Zhong Lingyu was ironing his clothes and lowered his eyes.
Jiang Zongrui sighed, "I know my sister is unhappy. That bastard Shen Huaizhou is playing with your feelings. I feel really bad that he wronged you so much for the sake of his fiancée."
"It's a pity that the second young master won't act in a movie."
"Sister, don't say that. After all, we had friends when we were kids. I really feel bad for you."
"What kind of friendship?" Zhong Lingyu raised her eyes slightly, "The friendship that kicked you into the river?"
Jiang Zongrui covered his lips and smiled, "Isn't that right? I still remember the kick you gave me in the butt. My sister was really brave when she was a child. It's thanks to my soft butt and hard life!"
Neuropathy!
Zhong Lingyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he just went in and out of one ear.
Jiang Zongrui, on the other hand, was noisy and was really more annoying than a fly.
She wanted to get a plug and plug her ears.
How could there be such an annoying guy?
Jiang Zongrui really couldn't understand what Zhong Lingyu was thinking.
She is indifferent and makes no sense.
Jiang Zongrui wanted to put his hand on her shoulder, and the condom was close.
Zhong Lingyu suddenly picked up the iron and pressed it quickly on his fingertips.
"Ouch--"
Jiang Zongrui covered his needle-like fingers and jumped three feet high, blinking his peach blossom eyes in panic.
"Sorry, Second Young Master." Zhong Lingyu calmly took back the iron, "My hand slipped."
"Sister obviously burned me on purpose." Jiang Zongrui rubbed his fingertips with an aggrieved look on his face, "But as long as I'm my sister, I'm not angry at all. I'm willing to be bullied by my sister."
Zhong Lingyu's eyebrows skipped a beat and ignored him.
Jiang Zongrui also knew that he was asking for trouble, and since he had business to do later, he didn't bother anymore. He just waved his hand and said ambiguously: "Sister, I will miss you."
"Second Young Master, walk slowly!"
Jiang Zongrui laughed, this woman is really hard to seduce.
He turned and left.
Zhong Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief.
In the evening, after she got off work, she saw the police patrolman posting notices on the wall.
She went up and took a look. It was a missing person notice, and the person she was looking for... turned out to be Yan Chungchang?
Wasn't Yan Chungchang taken away by Shen Huaizhou?
Why are you searching for him on the streets?
Zhong Lingyu was puzzled, but he didn't think much about it and hurried home while it was still light.
Three days later, Yan Chungchang's missing person notice was withdrawn.
She didn't take it to heart, but during her lunch break, Adjutant Li suddenly came to her and asked her to come with him.
Adjutant Li came to see her, it must be Shen Huaizhou's intention.
Zhong Lingyu's palms were sticky with cold sweat, "Young Marshal, what does he want from me?"
Adjutant Li patiently replied: "Young Marshal has been at the station for training for the past few days. He is free these days to deal with some things. The matter is related to Miss Zhong, so I invite Miss Zhong to come over."
"Can I...not go?" Zhong Lingyu asked tentatively.
Adjutant Li laughed and said, "If you don't go, the young commander will be angry. Then I will suffer, and so will you."
Sighing, Zhong Lingyu spoke to the boss, got in the car, and followed Adjutant Li to a theater.
They went to the private room on the second floor.
The private room is decorated in an antique style, with half-open windows, and you can see the stage at a glance.
On the carved wooden chair, Shen Huaizhou was wearing a crisp black suit, a cigar in his lips, leaning out of the window to watch the show.
The green smoke shrouded his sharp and deep eyebrows, making them slightly hazy.
He turned his head and looked over, his expressionless face suddenly raised a smile, "Come here!"
Adjutant Li closed the door.
Zhong Lingyu stood there without moving, "If something happens to you, young commander, just say so."
"Don't let me say the same thing a second time." Shen Huaizhou's tone became more fierce.
Zhong Lingyu moved over and was pulled by him to sit on his lap.
He hugged her and kissed her softly, "Have you missed me these past few days?"
"Think about it!" Zhong Lingyu said angrily.
Shen Huaizhou laughed, "I sent someone to decorate your house last time. Did you like it?"
"My mother and I love simplicity. Those things are not suitable. If the young marshal is free, let him move them away." Zhong Lingyu tilted her head and refused to let him kiss her.
Shen Huaizhou rubbed her face and said, "In this case, if we change it to something else, it won't matter."
"Young Marshal has such spare money to support his mistress, why not do other serious things."
"Nonsense." Shen Huaizhou scolded, "If you say that again, I'll slap your butt."
Zhong Lingyu blushed with anger and stopped talking.
He pulled her to listen to the play, but within a quarter of an hour, she couldn't stay any longer, "Young Marshal, don't you have something serious to do with me?"
"What's the rush? Let's watch the play first." Following the rhythm of the play, Shen Huaizhou tapped his finger on the table with great interest.
At this time, the box door was pushed open.
Zhong Lingyu looked subconsciously and was shocked to see that it was Huo Fanshu.
When Huo Fanshu saw Zhong Lingyu in Shen Huaizhou's arms, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face twisted and turned black.
Just now, Adjutant Li sent someone to pick her up. She thought she was on a date with Shen Huaizhou, so she dressed up in a grand way.
Now, she was actually allowed to watch her future husband and other women make love to each other in a private room of the theater.
How can I endure this?
Gritting his back molars, Huo Fanshu had veins popping out on his forehead, "Huaizhou, what do you mean? You asked me here specifically just to let me watch you make out with other women?"
"Do I have that much free time?" Shen Huaizhou raised his eyelids slightly.
The casual sharpness made Huo Fanshu take two steps back.
Before she could react, a huge sack was thrown in by Adjutant Li and others.
A bloody man emerged from the sack.
Huo Fanshu was so frightened that his teeth chattered.
Soon, she realized something was wrong.
Why does this man look so familiar?
She cringed and approached, and when she saw the man clearly, she was frightened and shouted: "Cousin?"
Why did Yan Chungchang, who had been missing for three days, appear here?
Could it be...
Huo Fanshu swallowed his throat, raised his eyes, and met Shen Huaizhou's sharp and sinister gaze.
She pressed against the wall and fell to the ground in fright.
