One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Lingqiong got up the next day and saw Xie Xuancheng drying the sheets, she blinked, went downstairs and ran outside.

"Brother butler, what did you do last night?"

Xie Xuancheng was startled, and the things in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He turned back calmly, "You're awake."

Ling Qiong directly climbed over the railing, jumped into the yard, touched his chin and walked around him, "You wash the sheets early in the morning, can't you do something bad?"

"..."

Xie Xuancheng's heart beat wildly, some inexplicable images flashed in his mind, and the roots of his ears burned instantly.

He turned around and continued to dry the sheets, trying to speak calmly.

“Sheets are changed and washed every week.”

"Oh..." Lingqiong lay on the rope, only showing her hairy head, "Then why don't you change mine?"

Xie Xuancheng avoided Ling Qiong's sight, "I'll change it for you later. I'll prepare breakfast first."

After Xie Xuancheng finished speaking, he fled in despair.

Ling Qiong pursed her lips and smiled silently.

Xie Xuancheng is quite talented as a housekeeper, he can arrange everything.

Although the food was mediocre at the beginning, the more it is made, the better it tastes now.

"Brother housekeeper, the food you cook is getting more and more delicious, what should I do if I can't do without you in the future."

Xie Xuancheng pretended not to hear the last sentence: "As long as you like it."

According to their agreement, after three months, he can leave.

So Xie Xuancheng didn't know how to answer Lingqiong's words at all, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Fortunately, Lingqiong seemed to just mention it casually, and didn't mean to ask him to answer.

…

Ling Qiong went to pick up a small sports car in the afternoon and came back, and the pocket was instantly cleaner than her face.

[Kiss, can't you share some love with Zai Zai? 】 Isn't Zai Zai pitiful? !

"Is it not enough for Zai Zai to have my love?" Ling Qiong said confidently.

【…】What is the use of your love! And your love has a time limit! !

Shining couldn't do anything except mourn for Zai Zai.

Xie Xuancheng came back from shopping, saw the car in the yard, and entered the house suspiciously.

Ling Qiong was lying on the sofa in the living room watching TV, Xie Xuancheng asked, "Miss, is the car in the yard yours?"

"Yeah." Ling Qiong sat up with a jerk, the little tail on her back was raised up, as if expecting a compliment, "Doesn't it look good?"

"..."

Good-looking is good-looking...but the color is too eye-catching, right?

Xie Xuancheng kept his identity in mind and praised him sincerely.

After boasting, Xie Xuancheng said cautiously: "So, how much money do you have left?"

The corners of Lingqiong's mouth drooped, and she also fell down on the sofa, saying sadly, "There is a little left."

"... How much is one point?" The card in his hand is enough to buy vegetables for a few days.

Ling Qiong didn't want to talk about it, so she took out her mobile phone and let Xie Xuancheng watch it for herself.

[XX Bank] The balance of your account ending in 0817 is 1.01.

Xie Xuancheng: "..."

Really.

Xie Xuancheng took a deep breath and had to remind, "Miss, what about our living expenses?"

Do you want to drink Mistral next?

Ling Qiong covered her face with the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't worry, no one will starve you."

Xie Xuancheng took a look into the yard, finally sighed, and went to the kitchen to cook.

Ling Qiong pulled down the pillow, turning her dark eyes back and forth, thinking of ways to make money.

Happy moment, money crematorium.

make money make money...

Where am I going to make money?

Ling Qiong flipped through the phone's address book, and finally stopped at Mr. Chen of the Aohai Group, pointing to the edge of the phone with her fingertips.

Before, she fooled... No, she sincerely helped Mr. Chen solve a little trouble and made a small fortune.

It's time to pick up the job of middlemen making the difference.

…

Qingyueju.

In the quiet teahouse, people who come and go keep quiet and try not to disturb others.

Don't think this is just a tea house.

But not everyone can enter here, the people who receive are either rich or expensive, and no member can't make a reservation at all.

Holding a stack of documents, Ling Qiong came out of Qingyue Residence and went to the parking lot.

"Miss Jiang."

Someone came up to her and stopped her.

Ling Qiong stopped, turned sideways and looked over.

The person who caught up handed over a document, "You should need this document, we don't have much time, only half a month."

Lingqiong smiled, "Okay, I see."

The man looked at Lingqiong with obvious disbelief.

However, this person was introduced by Mr. Chen of the Aohai Group, and now he can only try as a foreign aid.

"Miss Jiang, don't blame me for speaking harshly. These materials are confidential. I hope you will not disclose them."

"I still have this bit of professional ethics." Lingqiong said, "Are there any other questions?"

…

"Mr. Cen, then we will have a happy cooperation." The man personally sent Cen Zhou out of the private room.

Cen Zhou is in front and the man is behind.

Judging from the behavior of the two, Cen Zhou should have more say.

Cen Zhou's tone was cold: "Happy cooperation."

Man: "I'll take you out."

"No need."

Cen Zhou refused to be sent by the man, and came out of Qingyue Residence by himself.

He asked his assistant to drive the car over, and while waiting for the car, he glanced randomly to the side, and happened to see Ling Qiong.

There was a man standing opposite Lingqiong, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about.

"Boss Cen." The assistant got out of the car and opened the door for him, but Cen Zhou didn't move for a long time, so the assistant called out.

"Boss Cen, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Cen Zhou bent down and got into the car.

The assistant closed the car door and subconsciously glanced over there, just in time to see Ling Qiong smiling and waving at him.

Jiang Qiumo...

Why is she here?

And a strange man...

The assistant was suspicious in his heart, fearing that Cen Zhou would get angry, so he hurried into the car.

"Who has Jiang Qiuming been in contact with recently?"

The assistant heard such a question as soon as he got in the car.

The assistant hesitated, and said, "Mr. Cen, she has been in contact with a lot of people recently..."

During this time, that person was seeing people every now and then.

Cen Zhou automatically interpreted the assistant's words as that she had seen many men, and the expression on her face was a little cold.

At first no one looked down upon it.

Now you are in contact with men everywhere, do you want to cling to men and return to this circle?

It has fallen to this point...

Cen Zhou snorted coldly, "Drive."

Seeing that Cen Zhou's expression was not right, the assistant didn't dare to say too much.

Jiang Qiumo is already like this, does Mr. Cen still need to pay attention?

…

Ling Qiong returned to the small bungalow and found that there were many people around the gate, and she couldn't even drive in her car.

Ling Qiong had no choice but to park the car outside on the street, push through the crowd, and enter inside.

"Look at me, my son, who was brought up so hard by shit and piss, is doing this to me, please judge me..."

"What's the meaning of living, it's better to die."

The man's voice stood out amidst the din.

Watching the crowd all around, pointing at the people inside.

"Why is this so?"

"It's really heartless to ignore my father's illness."

"What is such a son used for..."