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Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo successfully found their room.

I swiped the room card on the lock, and with a "ding," the door opened.

Jiang Li casually put the room card into the card slot; the room was still dimly lit.

As expected, there was no power supply.

High-end hotels like the Astor Hotel have generators in reserve.

Due to insufficient gasoline reserves, the authorities have stipulated the timing of power transmission.

There is a half-hour power supply period every day, at noon and in the evening.

Jiang Li walked to the window and drew back the curtains.

Light shone into the dimly lit room.

But the room was still not illuminated.

Jiang Li looked at the rolling black clouds in the sky and felt a sense of destruction, as if they were about to collapse a city.

Lightning flashed intermittently.

The light rain now is like the calm before the storm; the brewing thunderstorm is like a giant sword hanging in the sky, ready to fall at any moment.

Jiang Li tidied up the things in her backpack and put the bed sheet she had brought on it.

The unoccupied room smelled musty, and the bed felt damp.

If she has the means to make herself comfortable, Jiang Li won't hesitate to put in the effort.

The Li family's house on the other side.

The luxurious presidential suite features opulent décor, with pearl and feather chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and two bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen.

Mr. Li sat on a one-meter-long genuine leather sofa, his cane supporting him on the ground, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Dad, you have to stand up for me."

Li Jiawei cried out in a pitiful voice as soon as he entered the room.

Master Li opened his eyes calmly, knowing that his good-for-nothing son must have gone out and caused trouble again.

Li Jiawei carefully landed on the bodyguard's back, the impact of which made his legs go weak.

I almost collapsed to my knees.

Staring at his bruised face, Li Jiawei moved forward with small, shuffling steps, his hand on his waist, looking pitiful.

The housekeeper, Zhou, who was standing nearby, was very perceptive and immediately stepped forward to help Li Jiawei to sit down on the sofa.

"Be careful, Second Young Master."

As soon as Li Jiawei sat down on the sofa, he took Li Ye's hand and said pitifully:

"Dad, you have to stand up for me. Look how badly I've been beaten; you almost didn't get to see your son again."

Looking at the injuries on Li Jiawei's body, Master Li pursed his lips, his eyes clearly showing displeasure.

Although he knew his second son was a good-for-nothing and would definitely cause trouble by going out.

But beating his second son like this shows that he doesn't respect him.

Even if you don't respect the monk, you should respect the Buddha.

"How did you protect the young master?"

Mr. Li slammed his cane on the ground as he lashed out at his equally injured bodyguard.

"Master Li, the main problem is that the opponent is too strong..."

The head of the bodyguards tried to explain.

"Why don't you say you're too weak?"

Li Jiawei was very dissatisfied with the bodyguards who had embarrassed him, and then retorted.

"Considering that you've worked hard even if you haven't made any great contributions, Steward Zhou will pay them two months' salary and fire them."

Master Li waved to Steward Zhou, signaling him to take these people out.

Once everyone was alone, Mr. Li asked Li Jiawei:

"What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? You still smell terrible."

Thinking about how he had been so scared that he wet himself, Li Jiawei's face turned bruised and purple, like a color-changing palette.

"It was a man and a woman with a child and a dog. I was just thinking, Dad, you haven't had meat in a long time, have you?"

"I wanted to buy that dog to help you get better, but those two wouldn't sell it and even beat me up."

Li Jiawei revealed the wound beneath his clothes, pointing to it and saying:

"Look at all the wounds all over my body."

After pondering for a while, Master Li saw Steward Zhou enter the room, his murky eyes flashing with a terrifying cold light.

"Butler Zhou, go and check the information of the man and woman who have a dog."

Mr. Li touched the emerald and jade ring on his hand and said casually:

"Give those without connections a beating and drag them here to apologize to Wei'er."

Li Jiawei quickly interjected, "Get that dog out of the way too, I want to skin it and eat the meat."

Master Li did not refute this, and instructed Steward Zhou to immediately investigate Ye Jingmo and Jiang Li's information.

Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo, who were on the 22nd floor, were unaware that they were being investigated.

The phone rang and the lights immediately turned on.

Jiang Li was forced to stop packing her things; the important thing now was to cook rice as soon as the phone rang.

Even though there are many portable gas cylinders in Jiangli Space, these are ultimately consumables.

Using electricity when it's available is a rational use of resources.

Jiang Li took a small electric cooker out of her backpack and poured a bottle of mineral water into it.

Ye Jingmo tore open three packets of instant noodles, waited for the water to boil, and then put the noodles in.

Pudding circled around the river fence, occasionally nuzzling it with its head, its shrewd eyes revealing longing.

Jiang Li pulled on the tips of Pudding's ears and stroked the fur from the head down to behind the ears.

This made Pudding's scalp tighten, and she rolled her eyes wide.

"No one can feed us Puddings."

Jiang Li took out the dog bowl and poured a bowl of dog food for Pudding.

When traveling, these are the only things we can give them to eat, like pudding.

Ye Jingmo pulled a bag of vacuum-packed meat from the backpack Huang Caihe had given him.

Cut the meat into slices and throw them into the instant noodles that are about 70% cooked.

The aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of noodles quickly filled the room.

Duoduo squatted beside the pot, her eyes filled with longing, and drool was about to drip from the corner of her mouth.

Ye Jingmo placed the seasoning packet at the bottom of the bowl, then used chopsticks to scoop up the instant noodles and meat slices.

Pour the broth into a bowl, stir it slightly, and your hot instant noodles are ready.

"start."

Jiang Li waved her chopsticks, brought the bowl close to her nose to smell it, and then took a sip of the noodle soup.

My body felt warm right away.

I used to think instant noodles were unhealthy, but now having them every day is a luxury.

Jiang Li picked up a slice of meat. Brother Mo had sliced ​​it so thinly that you could vaguely see the other side through the light.

This avoids the drawback of vacuum-packed jerky getting stuck in your teeth.

Duoduo was holding the bowl and was eating so much that she almost stuffed her head into it.

After swallowing the last mouthful of soup, Duoduo patted her round belly and let out a burp.

While Ye Jingmo was adding noodles, Jiang Li picked up a slice of meat from his bowl and put it into his bowl.

She had just noticed that Ye Jingmo had given most of the meat slices to her and Duoduo.

Ye Jingmo's eyes softened as he looked at the extra slices of meat in the bowl.

He looked up at Jiang Li, making Jiang Li lower her head in embarrassment.

Jiang Li felt her cheeks burning and buried her head in her bowl, silently eating her noodles.

The room was cozy.

A soldier knocked on the door of the Li family's house.

When Butler Zhou opened the door and saw that it was a soldier, he smiled broadly and asked, "May I ask what business you have with my master?"

The soldier had a gun on his back and a grim expression on his face.

He was very displeased with the current dire situation outside, where many people were starving and freezing, while the rich continued to enjoy their privileges.

"Our battalion commander asked me to pass on a message to your master: keep your second son in check, or someone will teach him a lesson."

After speaking, the soldier gave a polite salute and turned to leave.

The housekeeper, Zhou, was left looking completely bewildered.