Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Fohai City.

Ling Ruo lived here until he entered junior high school.

Later, because of his identity as an economist, my father obtained some non-public information, bought stocks and made a lot of money. His life became better, so the three of them moved away and lived in the city center.

When I opened the door, the smell of dust hit me. There was no sign of human life at all, and it was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time.

There was a thick layer of dust on the table and the sofa. The glass that should have been transparent was now gray. The spider web extended from the table to under the table, emitting a silver glow under the sunlight.

Ling Zhen went to the supermarket and bought a broom, a bucket and other daily necessities.

On the way back, I met an elderly woman.

"Xiaozhen, you're back?"

"you are?"

"I'm Aunt Yi, have you forgotten?"

"Aunt Yi..." Lingchen searched through distant memories, and finally, the faces of some people gradually became clear in the blur. "Aunt Yi, long time no see."

Aunt Yi is much older than I remember, with white hair on her temples, but her kind face remains the same.

When she was a child, Ling Zhen often went to Aunt Yi's house to do her homework. When her parents were too late to go home, she would wait until Aunt Yi had dinner before going home.

Seeing her old friend again, Aunt Yi was filled with emotion. She held Ling Zhen's hand tightly and asked, "Xiao Zhen, are you married?"

"Not yet...but soon."

Thinking of Fang Xi, Ling Zhen smiled gently.

"Okay, okay, bring him back for Auntie to see when you have time." Auntie Yi's eyes darted around Ling Yuan again and again, her expression suddenly becoming dejected. "Xiao Yuan is now well-mannered and has grown up beautifully. If it weren't for my good-for-nothing son's stupid behavior back then, you might have already..."

The past events flooded into Ling Zhen's mind. His eyes darkened slightly, but he quickly smiled again: "It's all in the past."

"Yes, yes, he is unlucky."

Aunt Yi's tone was full of regret.

Ling Zhen smiled at Aunt Yi, then carried a bunch of things home.

Their house is on the fifth floor and there is no elevator.

Ling Zhen was a little out of breath because she hadn't climbed the stairs for a long time. After returning home and putting her things away, she put on an apron and started cleaning. She then changed the sheets and quilt.

After staying here for a few days, Ling Zhen felt much calmer. She sometimes wondered if everything that happened before was just a nightmare.

"Xiaozhen, are you home?"

A warm voice came from outside the door.

Ling Zhen has been here for a few days and has become more familiar with the neighbors, especially Aunt Yi.

"exist."

She recognized Aunt Yi's voice and opened the door without any precautions.

"Ling Zhen."

When a clear voice came, Ling Yu's pupils shrank and he froze in place.

"Xiaozhen, I met your boyfriend downstairs. He's really handsome."

Aunt Yi said with a smile, "Yes, you two are a perfect match!"

The compliments did not make Ling Zhen happy. On the contrary, she felt as if someone had slapped her on the cheek, and it was burning with pain.

She did not deny Aunt Yi's words. She just nodded and thanked her hurriedly, then dragged Tang Shuya into the house.

"Why are you here?"

Ling Zhen felt that his voice didn't sound like his own anymore.

Tang Shuya put a little more force and hugged her waist, whispering ambiguously: "I missed you. I waited for you for a few days, but you didn't show up."

Ling Yuan's face stretched long, and he bit his lip in panic. After a few words, he explained, "I didn't mean to be absent. There was a problem with my mother's grave, and I was notified at short notice to come and deal with it..."

"is it?"

She raised her eyes to glance at Tang Shuya. There was nothing unusual in his expression, no sign of anger, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

But Ling Zhen knew that he was very angry, and it was the calm before the storm.