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

Ling Zhen has been staying in the bathroom and has been showering for an hour.

My head is full of the shameful and angry things that happened just now.

She should have kicked Tang Shuya hard just now, leaving him without any offspring.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhen subconsciously lifted his feet. The burning sensation on the soles of his feet seemed to still be there, and he suddenly felt that his feet were dirty.

The sunlight outside the window has already cast in softly.

Some hardworking vendors have already started selling their wares on the streets, and there are also bustling sounds of people and cars.

When she came out, Tang Shuya leaned against the door frame and smiled at her. His smile was particularly evil and had a deep meaning.

He looked refreshed. Ling Zhen frowned and said nothing. He went into the bedroom and closed the door.

When Tang Shuya saw her coming out, she had already changed into her going-out clothes and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the cemetery."

"Oh?" Tang Shuya raised his eyebrows, his tone lingering. "Is there really a problem with your mother's grave?"

Ling Yuan rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "What else? I told you I didn't lie to you."

A hint of joy spread across his brows, and he said compassionately, "I'll go with you."

Ling Zhen didn't refuse. Even if he wasn't allowed to come, he would still do what he wanted, so it was better to save his breath.

Tang Shuya didn't bring a driver, so he drove here by himself this time.

Before getting on the bus, Ling Zhen thought about it and felt that no place was suitable to sit.

Seeing Tang Shuya get into the driver's seat very naturally, he curled his lips, and without caring about anything, he opened the door and got into the back seat.

She didn't want to sit in the passenger seat, as if she had a very good relationship with him.

The man looked at her thinking for a long time about such a small matter and sneered, saying that she was so childish.

Yongning Cemetery is in the suburbs, at least an hour's drive away.

After arriving at the site, Ling Zhen asked Tang Shuya to wait in the car while he went to find the person in charge of the cemetery to find out the situation.

Tang Shuya got out of the car, leaned against the door and smoked a cigarette boredly. He raised his hand to look at the time on his watch. Thirty minutes had passed.

He lowered his eyelids, threw the half-smoked cigarette in his hand to the ground, and rolled over it with the tip of his leather shoe.

When I arrived at the cemetery office, I faintly heard a quarrel.

"I spent money to buy this cemetery, but now the ground has collapsed and my mother's tombstone is cracked. Why should I spend money to move the grave?"

"Ms. Ling, the ground collapse is a case of force majeure. Our park is not responsible for any of this. The cost of relocating the grave is of course borne by the client..."

He usually acts aggressive towards me, but now when he meets this kind of scoundrel, he can only get angry and his face turns red, and he can only stare blankly at the other party.

Tang Shuya let out a light snort and walked in.

It wasn't that he really wanted to help her, but his time was precious and he didn't want to waste it on things like this.

Seeing Tang Shuya come in, Ling Zhen was stunned at first, "Why are you here?"

In front of outsiders, he returned to his usual gentle self. He looked down at her and said gently, "Wait for me in the car. I'll take care of it."

Ling Zhen looked at him in surprise. After a moment, he replied softly, "Okay..."

She knew Tang Shuya's ability in the business world very well. He would be able to deal with such a profiteer with ease. Ling Zhen knew that she was powerless and had no better way than to argue with him.

In order for her mother to rest in peace soon, she didn't mind accepting Tang Shuya once, even if she would have to pay a price later.

She waited in the car for only ten minutes before Tang Shuya appeared.

I don't know what tricks Tang Shuya used, but the problem was naturally solved perfectly. The park not only selected a new place to relocate Ling Ru's mother's grave, but also covered all the expenses.

Tang Shuya returned to the driver's seat, turned slightly sideways, put his elbows on the steering wheel, and smiled playfully in his eyes, "How should I thank you?"