That man was really cunning; he even found so many stand-ins.
No wonder Yunyan’s funds shrank—turned out a part was transferred abroad long ago.
And, he even used different identities.
If he hadn’t repeatedly provoked Lu Xingzhi, Huo Jincheng might have quite admired this man.
But now, he just wants to flay him alive.
"I didn’t want to refuse! My dear husband, during this period, I’ll have to trouble you to be my manager and assistant!" Lu Xingzhi said, putting down her chopsticks after eating a bowl of rice.
The dishes on her plate were all finished.
She had already instructed the kitchen that she would be eating alone, so the portions shouldn’t be too large, just enough for her.
So, whether it’s pig’s feet or chicken, it’s just her portion.
"It feels so good to eat delicious food every day." Lu Xingzhi leaned back on the sofa, not wanting to move.
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"Jincheng, you seem to have gotten a bit rounder!" Yin Molili ca to see Huo Jincheng and sized him up before rcilessly teasing him.
He was just on vacation, and so ti ago when Lu Xingzhi had an incident, he was in the army and couldn’t co out.
Now that he’s back ho, he ca to see Huo Jincheng.
Huo Jincheng is of standard weight, but Yin Molili managed to find sothing to tease about, so he naturally made full use of it.
"If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute." As expected, only those who haven’t seen each other for months can notice these things.
Lu Xingzhi, who spends every day with Huo Jincheng, couldn’t notice.
She only knew when she saw Huo Jincheng weighing himself.
"Look, I even brought gifts. I heard you got hurt, so I ca specifically to see you." Yin Molili said he brought gifts, but it was just so apples he picked up from a fruit stand on his way over.
He casually sat down and started eating a plate of cherries from the coffee table.
Huo Jincheng glanced at the black plastic bag holding the apples, which looked like the cheapest kind available in the market. "Judging by the packaging, you bought these at a roadside stall, didn’t you?"
"It’s the thought that counts! Don’t mind these little details." Yin Molili said shalessly.
"Brother Mo Li, no one in our house likes apples." Lu Xingzhi, being quite familiar with them, jested.
But she really doesn’t like apples.
"Then I’ll take them back later! Wan Xu loves apples, and I do too. Don’t look down on apples, especially these less pretty ones—they haven’t been sprayed with pesticides, taste great, and are very nutritious," Yin Molili said.
"I’m not looking down on apples; apples are really pricey now. The cheapest ones are around ten yuan a pound." Lu Xingzhi observed this during her grocery store trips.
She just simply doesn’t like apples very much.
Eating one occasionally is just fine.
"That’s right, that’s right. Apples really are delicious. You just don’t understand their beauty." While singing apples’ praises, Yin Molili finished the whole plate of cherries.
"Are you sure you’re here to visit ?" Huo Jincheng looked at him disdainfully. "Why do I feel like you’re here to laugh at ?"
"Ahem..." Yin Molili cleared his throat. "Let’s not say such things out loud."
Of course, he ca to have a laugh. After all, it’s been three months. What else is there?
Other than a joke.
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