Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The next morning, when Aunt Zhang arrived at Yujingwan, she was stunned by the scene before her.

There were more than a dozen strong young men at the front gate of the villa. They were all wearing black uniforms, with their hair cut short and neat. They stood straight at the gate like sentries.

She took another look at the car parked at the gate that was responsible for delivering food and imported fruits to Yujingwan every day, and then she was sure that she had not come to the wrong place.

The ingredients of Yujingwan are all delivered by special five-star hotels, and the quality and taste are strictly controlled.

This was what Ling Che requested at the beginning.

Aunt Zhang was about to ask them to bring the food in, but was stopped by the bodyguard at the door.

The man said very politely, "Sorry, Mr. Ling has instructed me to check it again."

Aunt Zhang was puzzled, watching them carefully check each ingredient before letting them in.

What's going on? This has never happened before.

When she reached the door, she was dumbfounded.

When was this door changed?

It doesn't stop there.

After she opened the door and entered the house, she was even more dumbfounded.

Most of the furniture in the living room has been replaced, even large items like the sofa and wine cabinet have been replaced.

She only went back for one night, so why did it seem like she had been gone for half a year?

Just as I was wondering, I heard light footsteps at the stairs, followed by a tall and straight figure.

She looked over and asked, "Master?"

Finally saw a familiar object outside of home.

She almost thought that the villa had a new owner.

"Aunt Zhang."

Ling Che was dressed casually in a simple T-shirt and casual pants, and looked like he had just woken up.

"This, this, this..." Aunt Zhang pointed to the living room in confusion, with a look of bewilderment on her face.

"Oh." Ling Che said casually, "I didn't like it, so I changed it overnight."

Changing everything overnight because you're unhappy with it? Aunt Zhang was surprised for a moment, but she could understand.

She had been working in Yujingwan for almost three years, so she had some understanding of the temper of the young master of the Ling family.

Not to mention changing furniture overnight, even moving houses overnight would not be surprising to him.

Ling Che stood by the refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice water, tilted his head back and drank half of it.

He had indeed thought about moving. He was worried that Qiao Ruyi's continued living here would affect her mental health, so he mentioned to her last night that they should move to a new villa.

But Qiao Ruyi refused, so he asked someone to replace all the furniture overnight to make the place look more comfortable.

"The person at the door?"

Aunt Zhang asked again, rows of people in black look scary.

Ling Che casually walked to the kitchen counter and said, "A thief broke in yesterday."

"Thief?" Aunt Zhang suddenly remembered that Qiao Ruyi had asked her to go home for the holiday last night, leaving her alone in Yujingwan. She exclaimed, "What about the young lady? Is she okay?"

Ling Che looked at her and smiled, "It's okay, I didn't steal anything."

After that, he said in a gentle tone, "Aunt Zhang, if I can't come back at night due to something, you can stay here with Ruyi."

"Yeah." Aunt Zhang responded. After encountering this incident, she should have stayed with the young lady yesterday. She didn't know if she was frightened.

The young lady had always been very kind to her, and the gifts and red envelopes she gave her were all six figures, which was more than her salary.

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Master, you didn't come home to spend the holiday with Madam last night?"

Ling Che was washing his hands in the sink. He paused slightly when he heard this and said, "Hmm."

Aunt Zhang sighed, "Master, the Young Madam asked me to prepare a lot of dishes yesterday, all of which are your favorites. She wanted to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival with you. You have failed the Young Madam's kindness."

"I know." Ling Che smiled faintly, "Aunt Zhang, teach me how to cook."

......

Qiao Ruyi was in a half-asleep state all night, sometimes unable to tell whether she was asleep or awake.

The warm orange light by the bed stayed on all night.

She clearly felt a big hand on her shoulder, patting her gently, as if comforting a crying child.

He held my waist tightly the whole time, and I could only sleep peacefully by curling up in his arms.

In the early morning, the person next to her got up carefully, and she woke up too.

As I walked downstairs and turned the corner, the first thing I saw was the slender figure standing by the kitchen counter.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, through which one could vaguely see the strong lines of his chest and waist.

On his wrist, where veins bulged, he wore a string of pious black Buddhist beads, and in his hand... he was handling a completely red butter crab.

It seems a bit inconsistent, but the picture is surprisingly beautiful.

Looking up, I saw an impeccable face.

He lowered his head slightly, but one could still see the facial lines that were enough to bewitch people.

Qiao Ruyi stopped and looked at him quietly, forgetting to go downstairs for a moment.

As if sensing a pair of eyes directed at him, Ling Che raised his eyes and met Qiao Ruyi's gaze.

Her long, slightly curly hair was draped lazily, making her small face look even smaller and fairer.

Not only does she look good without makeup, she also looks more pure.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, curved the corners of his mouth, and hooked his finger at her, motioning her to come over.

Qiao Ruyi came back to her senses, smiled slightly and walked towards him.

"Young Madam is coming down?" Aunt Zhang saw her and said with a smile, "Young Master is making seafood porridge for you."

Qiao Ruyi looked at Ling Che suspiciously. His clean, slender fingers were carefully picking out the crab meat.

"Last time it was white porridge, this time it's seafood porridge." Qiao Ruyi smiled and said, "That's progress."

Ling Che raised his eyes, his light brown pupils tinged with a smile, "Is there a reward?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Aunt Zhang tactfully walked out, "Master, Madam, I'm going to clean the room on the second floor."

Seeing Aunt Zhang coming upstairs, Qiao Ruyi placed her hands on the kitchen counter, raised her head with a smile, and said, "Mr. Ling washed my hands and made soup for me. He really deserves a good reward."

Ling Che raised his eyebrows slightly, curled up his thin lips, and then leaned forward a little.

Qiao Ruyi suddenly smiled, picked up a grape from the fruit plate beside her and handed it to him, "This is a reward for you."

With a hint of amusement in his narrow eyes, Ling Che bit the grape from her hand. Before Qiao Ruyi could react, he raised his hand around Qiao Ruyi, hooked his forearm around her fair neck and moved forward, then passed the grape into her mouth.

Qiao Ruyi stuffed a grape in her mouth, her cheeks slightly puffed up and flushed.

Ling Che stared at her and deliberately licked his lips, "Mmm, sweet."