usatvline Chapter 226 Cao Xin Comes to the Door
Chapter 226 Cao Xin Comes to the Door
It's normal for Lü Shuang to have doubts.
With a little investigation, it becomes clear that Feng Tianhan's death is an undeniable fact. Whether it's airline records or surveillance footage, Lü Shuang can find it all if she wants.
The flight had already exploded into pieces over the Pacific Ocean like fireworks.
Moreover, Lü Shuang, like her predecessor, was a staunch materialist.
This is utterly absurd.
If I hadn't experienced it firsthand, I wouldn't have believed that reincarnation is a real possibility.
And then there's this damn Alpha system.
—Is it a 'toy' created by beings of a higher dimension than Earth, or is it a true 'creation of God'?
Thin ice made her fingers turn white.
"Wait a little longer, Lü Shuang," he could hear his own voice, "You will see me, but not now... I am not presentable in my current state."
"Did you have plastic surgery at an unlicensed clinic? Or... were you disfigured?"
Lu Shuang wasn't surprised; after all, this was indeed a way to avoid Binghe's notice. "Feng Tianhan, do you think I'm that kind of shallow person?"
This means they believe Bo Bing's words.
"No, it's just that it's really inconvenient right now."
Bo Bing sighed, "I'll let you pay for these herbs on credit first, and I'll make up the difference later."
"You're just spouting nonsense."
Lu Shuang was blunt, "I don't even have that many vegetable leaves between my teeth. If you transfer them to me, I'll be embarrassed. You'd better find a way to see me and verify your identity."
Bo Bing smiled lazily.
“Then I’ll accept it without hesitation,” the young man said without refusing. “Also, women shouldn’t be so vulgar, always talking about bodily fluids like poop and pee.”
"roll."
After a brief chat, Lü Shuang hung up the phone.
Bo Bing breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Lü Shuang is a woman who is not easily fooled. Her uniquely meticulous and perceptive nature probably made her suspicious long ago, but for now she is just trusting herself.
Before the thin ice had even melted for two minutes, someone knocked on the door.
[Sensitive] Startup.
Bo Bing could sense that this person seemed to be in a hurry.
He frowned. Who could it be?
I clearly remember that my family members went back to their hometown. If it were someone from the Li family, they should have sent me a message earlier, right?
It was someone else?
He tiptoed to the door.
"Bo Bing, I know you're here."
The person outside couldn't get an answer by knocking, so they called out to him directly, "If you really need something, open the door."
The young man clenched his fist.
what happened?
—Is it Cao Xin?!
What's this guy here for?
However, Bo Bing was not afraid of him seeking revenge. She was in good condition and would not be intimidated even if Cao Xin and his group came.
It's not good to keep them in the hallway all the time. Although most of the tenants have gone back to their hometowns for the New Year, some people will inevitably spread rumors. Li Yumei and Bo Yuntian still need to stay here.
"Stop knocking, are you trying to call back the soul?"
Bo Bing said impatiently, "Coming!"
Bo Bing squinted as she opened the door.
[Powerful] Start-up.
There were seven or eight thugs standing in the hallway, and unsurprisingly, Cao Xin was the one leading them.
Cao Xin's long curly hair was tied back with a black wavy hair clip, and he wore a small braid like a folk singer. He wore a long black down jacket that reached his knees, blue jeans, and white shoes. He was indeed a handsome man from Northwest China with a mature and sophisticated style.
But Bo Bing doesn't have time to criticize others right now.
"Cao Xin, what are you doing here?"
Bo Bing frowned. This group of people blocking the way wasn't going to be a good idea. He didn't want the neighbors to gossip that they'd run into gangsters collecting debts. "Forget it, you guys come in first, don't block the hallway."
Cao Xin smiled and followed the young man into the room. "I've come to wish you a Happy New Year."
The men next to him, carrying gifts in their hands, put down cigarettes and alcohol on the ground when they heard Cao Xin's words, which actually looked quite impressive.
Bo Bing sat on the sofa and gestured for Cao Xin and the others to find a place to sit. Cao Xin sat next to Bo Bing, and his younger brother, being observant, went to the kitchen to get a kettle to pour water for the two of them.
"What exactly are you here for?"
Bo Bing, of course, did not believe that Cao Xin had only come to pay New Year's respects. "A weasel paying New Year's respects to a chicken is up to no good."
Cao Xin took off his down jacket, sat down next to the young man, took a sip of tea, and smiled, "Even if you're trying to belittle me, don't talk about yourself like that, okay?"
Bo Bing turned her head to the side, revealing the dark circles under Cao Xin's eyes and his unkempt stubble.
He closed his eyes briefly and lowered his voice.
"—Zhi Yu, is he really dead?"