One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Lingqiong was so heartbroken that she didn't sleep well all night. When she woke up the next day, there were a bunch of missed calls and unread messages on her phone—all Han Jialiang.

Lingqiong was in a bad mood, and looked at Han Jialiang with displeasure.

Open the address book, first change Han Jialiang to 'Korean scum', and then open the text message.

[Korean scum: Mianmian, why don't you answer the phone? ]

[Korean scum: What do we have to say in person, Mianmian, can you not answer my call? ]

[Korean scum: are you at home? ]

[Korean scum: ...]

[Korean scum: Mianmian, I'm really worried about you. If you don't reply to the message again, I will come to your house to find you. ]

The Zhuang family and his wife didn't know about the relationship between the original owner and Han Jialiang. However, Han Jialiang mentioned several times that he wanted to see her parents.

The original owner had known Han Jialiang for a long time, but the real relationship time was not long. So she felt that it was not good to see her parents in such a short time, and she shied away every time.

Han Jialiang held back his bad thoughts, so naturally he didn't dare to make her unhappy.

Ling Qiong pondered what Han Jialiang wanted from the original owner. The dealer had an exclusive recipe, and Father Zhuang wanted to show off to the original owner.

But the original owner was not interested in these, and didn't think it was very powerful. Every time Father Zhuang failed, he probably stopped thinking about it later and never mentioned it again.

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes twice, and clicked on the on-screen keyboard to type.

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[Zhuang Mianmian: Do you want to see me? ]

When Han Jialiang received this news, he was still in his car. He didn't go home all night, looking for someone everywhere.

After receiving the news, Han Jialiang wiped off all his sleepiness, immediately wiped his face, and dialed the phone directly.

"Mianmian, you finally answered my call." Han Jialiang was overjoyed when the call was finally answered when no one answered, "Let's meet and talk, okay? I can explain to you clearly what happened yesterday."

Ling Qiong grabbed the little flowers on the quilt, "Let's listen first."

Han Jialiang wanted to say it face to face, but Ling Qiong didn't mean that, so he had to explain the organized explanation over the phone first.

"That was arranged by my family. I will never break up with you. Mianmian, don't you know my feelings for you?"

"No matter how difficult it is, I will face it with you."

Han Jialiang explained that he was completely ignorant of what happened yesterday and only found out afterwards.

He also swears that he will never break up with her and will tide over the difficulties with her.

Lingqiong hesitated a few words in response, as if he believed his explanation, but also as if he didn't.

Han Jialiang didn't dare to say anything else to stimulate her, so he could only be persuasive and instill in her that he would not abandon her thoughts of ignoring her.

"So you're really innocent."

Han Jialiang: "Mianmian, you have to trust me. Let's meet, okay?"

Ling Qiong: "...All right."

Ling Qiong hung up the phone and sent Han Jialiang an address.

"Mianmian." Zhuang's mother knocked on the door and came in, "Your father has been under a lot of pressure these two days, don't make him angry anymore... you want to go out?"

Zhuang's mother was a little surprised to see Lingqiong standing in front of the closet picking out clothes. What are you doing going out so early?

Ling Qiong was in a good mood, with a faint smile on her face and eyes: "Yes."

Mother Zhuang: "What are you going to do?"

"Injustice... to make money." Ling Qiong almost slipped the tongue, "Now that the family is in a situation, I can't be as ignorant as before."

Zhuang's mother thought she could make any money, so she knew how to spend it.

But her daughter suddenly became sensible, so it's not easy to discourage her enthusiasm.

I don't know if I can get through this difficult time... hey.

"You must not talk back to your father these few days." Zhuang's mother told her, "His blood pressure is getting higher and higher every day. If there is something good or bad, you will cry."

"knew."

Ling Qiong changed her clothes and rushed out.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into Mu Dongling.

Mu Dongling changed out of his gaudy clothes and put on a simple sportswear. He stood at the door next door and made a phone call. He didn't know if the car that picked him up didn't arrive, or he came back after going out to exercise.

Mu Dongling glanced at her from the corner of his eye, hung up the phone after saying a few words, put the phone in his pocket, and looked at her twice with wanton eyes.

"Early in the morning, dressed like this, are you on a date?"

"It's none of your business." Ling Qiong rolled her eyes, too lazy to deal with the eccentric bastard.

"It's none of my business, I'm just afraid that some people don't have brains, and they help count the money after being cheated." Mu Dongling snorted: "After so many years, I know I've grown up, and I don't have brains at all. "

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows, what was he alluding to?

Han Jialiang?

"Speaking of which, when did you return home?"

The last time the original owner saw him was probably last Spring Festival.

The two played against each other for ten minutes, mocking each other, and finally broke up unhappy.

Does Mu Dongling care about the original owner?

Lingqiong is not so sure.

Maybe this guy accidentally got some news and wanted to laugh...

Mu Dongling imitated her tone: "It's none of your business."

Ling Qiong was much thicker than him: "It's a neighbor anyway, ask me what's wrong?"

Mu Dongling: "I'm not happy to answer, what's wrong?"

Ling Qiong suddenly stretched her neck and shouted inside: "Auntie, when did Mu Dongling come back?"

Mu Dongling turned his head and saw his mother holding a cup of coffee, sitting gracefully and calmly under the wisteria trellis in the courtyard. Even though she was still wearing home clothes, she could be seen as a well-cultivated lady.

Zhuang's father and Mu's father have a bad relationship, but the two hostesses have a good relationship.

Hearing Lingqiong's question, Mother Mu smiled and replied, "It's been almost a week. Haven't you two met?"

"Miss Zhuang is a busy person, so she doesn't have time to meet me." Mu Dongling mocked first.

Mother Mu: "..."

Mother Mu took a sip of the coffee in her hand, smashed it to get a taste, she didn't say anything, and went into the room with a smile.

Ling Qiong's eyes turned slightly, "You didn't do anything else when you came back, and you checked my affairs first? Are you so concerned about me?"

Mu Dongling laughed: "I still need to investigate your matter? It's not a secret. If it wasn't for others to tell, I still don't want to know."

Lingqiong: "Really?"

Mu Dongling said contemptuously: "I don't know what to look at, anyone can like it."

Lingqiong didn't care about Mu Dongling's insinuation against Han Jialiang, and touched her chin, "Mr. Mu, are you..."

A cool breeze blows from a distance, and the vines covering the walls sway with the wind, and the air is mixed with the breath of morning sun and dew.

Mu Dongling's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked at the gorgeously dressed girl opposite.

The corner of the little girl's lips was smiling, the fine golden light in her eyes was shining, and her tone of voice was extremely cheerful: "... envy me?

Mu Dongling: "???"

"I'm envious that I mentioned..." Ling Qiong almost said wrongly, "Boyfriend."

The corner of Mu Dongling's mouth twitched: "I envy you? What are you daydreaming about?"

Ling Qiong comforted him: "It's okay, if you envy, you can also find a boyfriend."

"Zhuang Mianmian, if you can't talk, don't talk." Why is he looking for a boyfriend! !

——Every krypton is empty——

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