Eat three meals a day? — Zhang Tan.
Lighting a candle for Rong Qingqing’s future son. — Laoganma.
Good thing our boss isn’t marrying Miss Qingqing, otherwise his son would also have it pretty rough. — Lin Bufan.
I wholeheartedly agree with Rong Qingqing on this one, sons deserve a few more smacks. Unfortunately, my wife won’t let me. Otherwise, my kids would have been enrolled in a 985 or 211 university already. — The Ever-Young Man in White.
Lin Bufan put away his phone, muttering under his breath, "Nonsense."
His son, even if he beat him to death, is still just a primary school kid. Even if he beat him for another year, he wouldn’t make it to university.
Lin Bufan secretly took a screenshot.
And posted a message in the group chat.
I’ve already saved the screenshot and sent it to your wife and son. — Lin Bufan.
Then, as expected, Lin Bufan was kicked out of the little friendship group.
Although she didn’t get to taste any meat in the end, Rong Qingqing still finished a whole bowl of noodles.
Nanny Zhao watched Rong Qingqing, whose appetite finally improved, with a look of kindness on her face, and of course, a lot of happiness.
Rong Qingqing liked her cooking, which gave her a sense of pride.
After finishing the noodles, Rong Qingqing thought for a moment and then gave Nanny Zhao a slight hint, "Nanny Zhao, I want beef dumplings for breakfast tomorrow."
Nanny Zhao happily agreed, and Rong Qingqing cheerfully went back upstairs.
Still a little looking forward to tomorrow’s breakfast.
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Back in her room, Rong Qingqing remembered the thing she discussed with Nanny Zhao about changing servants. She asked the little nurse to wait for her in her room while she headed to Shen Jue’s room.
She knocked on the door a few times, waited a few seconds, but didn’t hear Shen Jue respond. So, she reached out to try and twist the handle open.
Surprisingly, it opened up.
Shen Jue’s door wasn’t locked.
"Then I’ll come in myself~" Rong Qingqing said softly through the slightly opened door.
She waited for two seconds and, still hearing nothing, pushed the door open and went in.
"Shen Jue?" Rong Qingqing looked around the room, but there was no one in sight.
She even went to check the two terraces, but found no one.
The views from Shen Jue’s two terraces were absolutely stunning.
One faced the heart of the lake.
The other overlooked the scenery of Shen Manor.
And there was an enormous walk-in closet.
Rong Qingqing was growing increasingly envious of Shen Jue’s room.
Appreciating the view of Shen Manor for two minutes, Rong Qingqing went back inside.
Obviously, with this much time passed, he couldn’t possibly be in the closet.
The only place she hadn’t checked was the bathroom.
Rong Qingqing glanced toward the bathroom. The door was closed, so she couldn’t tell whether the light was on or if anyone was inside.
Rong Qingqing stood up from her wheelchair, crouched slightly, and tiptoed close to it, pressing her ear against the bathroom door.
Unable to see if the light was on, Rong Qingqing originally wanted to listen for any signs of activity inside.
After all, Shen Jue’s legs were incapacitated, and Rong Qingqing hadn’t heard anything since coming in, so she was a bit worried he might have fainted in there.
But Rong Qingqing didn’t expect that just as she pressed her ear to the door,
the bathroom door suddenly opened.
She hadn’t anticipated that Shen Jue’s bathroom door was an automatic sliding door that opened to both sides.
Just as she pressed her ear, the door opened from both sides.
Rong Qingqing instantly lost her balance and fell forward.
By sheer luck, she fell directly onto Shen Jue.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the highly hidden task for the third time. An additional 18 hours of life has been extended."