Holding the Wanjie Red Packet Group, the dog-licking female supporting role is going crazy

Lin Zhier returned to the shabby apartment rented by Lin Rongping, and the look of disgust on her face was almost unconcealable.

Chen Haiyun took off her luxurious cheongsam and her hair was no longer tied up high like before.

She was wearing a simple dress and an apron and was cooking in the kitchen.

The nanny's outfit is almost exactly the same as it was in the past decade or so.

Lin Zhier felt annoyed by what she saw and walked in without even changing her shoes.

Lin Rongping was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading financial news.

The kitchen in the shabby one-bedroom apartment was open, and when I was cooking the whole room was filled with the smell of cheap cooking fumes.

Lin Zhier felt like vomiting after hearing this.

She sat down on the sofa and got straight to the point: "Dad, do you have anything for me?"

Lin Rongping glanced at her and said, "I'll give it to you after dinner."

Lin Zhier clearly had no patience. "I'm busy. If you have anything, just give it to me. I still have to go back to work. Do you think I'm just like you? Unemployed?"

After she knew that Fu Linzhou had blocked all of Lin Rongping's options, she realized that this parental couple was completely unreliable.

She is different. At least she has debuted and is a star.

Although she had the worst reputation in the movie "Limitless", she was still popular even though she was a black star. At least she was well-known.

There is Qin's child in her belly, and maybe she will be the future heir of the Qin family.

She is completely different from them!

Lin Rongping glanced at Chen Haiyun in the kitchen.

Chen Haiyun nodded and brought out a glass of water from the kitchen: "Zhi'er, don't worry, just have a drink of water. I'll get the things out."

Lin Zhier was not in a good mood because of this.

She drank the water irritably and put the cup aside.

She had always thought her mother had terrible taste.

With her mother's looks, even if she became a mistress to other rich men in Beijing, she would earn more than this.

Is it necessary for me to be a nanny in the Lu family for more than ten years? I was finally promoted to a regular employee, but I have only enjoyed a few years of happiness?

Bankrupt again.

From the very beginning, you shouldn't have placed your hopes on a gigolo like Lin Rongping!

Lin Zhier urged impatiently again: "Where's the stuff? Hurry up and get it out! Don't you know my time is precious?"

Chen Haiyun came out with something, which turned out to be a red dress.

Lin Zhier was stunned: "What is this for?"

The couple didn't speak.

Lin Zhier was about to stand up when she suddenly felt dizzy.

His body fell uncontrollably on the sofa.

She was no stranger to Lin Rongping's expression, as cold as if he was looking at a dead object.

But her mother's indulgence and sadness made her panic.

"What...what...are you going to do?" She made a faint sound, but it was not loud enough for them to hear.

Lin Rongping looked at her expressionlessly: "Don't blame us. If you don't take care of yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth."

Lin Zhier completely lost consciousness.

*

When she opened her eyes again, she felt sore and painful all over her body.

The person seemed to be in a dim box.

Lin Rongping was talking to someone with a nod and a bow.

A tall man was shrouded in shadows, with only the lower legs of his suit pants showing, as well as the black socks and leather shoes that he would wear when wearing formal attire.

The man's voice was feminine: "I am very satisfied. You can take the money, and the girl is mine."

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Zhier's pupils suddenly contracted.

It's him!

Caesar Wilson.

How did he come to China?

No, how could Lin Rongping be connected to Caesar?

They actually know each other?

Lin Rongping left the box.

Lin Zhier's hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was almost as tense as a fish.

The man approached, bringing with him the pungent and rich scent of perfume. "Sweetheart, your father sold you to me for 200 million. Didn't I tell you that you'll never escape from my grasp?"

Lin Zhier shook her head in fear: "No...don't..."

She finally escaped from abroad and never wanted to experience the horrible life she once had...

But her body was completely out of control, and she was picked up by the man and left through the back door of the box.

*

Lu Zhi lay sadly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and sighed for the thirty-eighth time.

Fu Xiaozhou glanced at her and asked, "What are you sighing about?"

Lu Zhi held her cheeks and stared at the snowy night outside.

The scenery outside the Bailuzhou area is beautiful and clean.

The white snow covered the streets outside, and the reflected light from the street lamps made the entire night several degrees brighter.

There's an inexplicable sense of security in the moonlight.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I'm wondering what I should do."

Fu Xiaozhou raised his eyebrows: "You?"

Lu Zhi: "Yeah, aren't you Fu Linzhou's subordinate? You have to go back for the Spring Festival, right?"

Fu Linzhou pursed his lips, he had forgotten.

He really had to go back, otherwise the old lady at home would chase him to Bailuzhou again like she did to the Lin family's birthday party last time.

He pinched his brows with a headache: "Well... I'll go back tomorrow morning."

Lu Zhi looked away dejectedly: "So, I'll be the only one celebrating the New Year tomorrow."

Fu Xiaozhou looked at her: "Is the Chinese New Year so important?"

Lu Zhi: "If the Chinese New Year isn't important, then what is? The Chinese New Year is a time for family reunions. If possible, I'd love to be reunited with my family, too. But... it seems like everyone in my family is dead."

She always assumed that Lin Rongping was a dead man.

Fu Xiaozhou thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Lu Zhi chattered, "On New Year's Eve, the elders in the family will give New Year's money to the younger ones, and friends will also send each other blessings and greetings..."

Seeing that he had no intention of staying to celebrate the holiday with her, Lu Zhi curled her lips and said, "Go away, go away. I'm annoyed just by seeing you, you heartless little thing."

The next day, Fu Xiaozhou left a hot breakfast and disappeared in the villa.

Lu Zhi slept until 12 noon.

Fu Xiaozhou had anticipated this situation and put breakfast in a thermos in advance.

It’s convenient for her to eat when she wakes up.

Lu Zhi slurped the watery noodles and for the first time felt how spacious the villa was.

She was so bored that she just took out her tablet to live broadcast.

Audiences soon flocked into the live broadcast room, and everyone was greeting each other and Lu Zhi with a happy new year.

The empty feeling in her heart was finally not so obvious.

Lu Zhi greeted everyone with a smile and decided to draw a New Year-themed illustration.

She was extremely grateful that she had a skill. At least at times like this, she could find something to do to pass the time.

But emptiness is always emptiness.

After she finished painting, no matter how long she dragged her feet, she had to turn off the live broadcast.

Because the closer it gets to dinner time, the fewer people there are in the live broadcast room. Everyone is busy eating the New Year’s Eve dinner and can’t stay in the live broadcast room anymore.

Lu Zhi turned off the live broadcast and the whole villa became quiet again.

She lay on the sofa and sighed softly, what a damn New Year.

Next time I will prepare in advance and fly abroad to travel during the Chinese New Year.

It's too miserable for a person to be so hesitant.

The doorbell suddenly rang outside.

Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard.

The doorbell rang again.

Lu Zhi suddenly jumped up and looked towards the door.

She rushed to the door to open it, thinking that Fu Xiaozhou had returned.

An old man and a young boy were standing at the door.

When Lu Zhi saw who was coming, she burst into tears.

"Auntie Lan? Why are you here?"

Aunt Lan stood at the door with her 10-year-old daughter, feeling a little uneasy. "Well... Mr. Fu said that if we don't know how to celebrate the New Year, we can come to you..."