Early in the morning, the messy ringtone of the phone vibrated and echoed in the bed. Little couldn't stand it anymore and picked up." Hello, who is it?"
It's me, Little…Murong Zhuqi." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
" Oh my, you. It's only a few hours. Are you letting me live?" Little Po grumbled,"The monk hasn't even woken up yet. It'll be a waste if I go."
I…I want to have breakfast with you." On the other end of the phone, Murong Zhuqi stuttered for a while before revealing his true intentions. Was this a date? She blushed for a while. He had been through twenty-two years of hardship, but this was the first time he had been so explicit.
"Alright!" Little Po cursed Murong Zhuqi's ancestors in his heart.
" Hmm…It's at the noodle shop on Huilong Street." Murong Zhuqi hung up the phone. Since last night, Murong Zhuqi had been in a state of high excitement. From his body to his heart, he was incomparably looking forward to this journey. He had always wanted to do something with Little Po to bring their relationship closer.
Little Po slowly got up and sat down to sleep for a while before getting off the bed. He also knew that Murong Zhuqi was actually helping out of obligation. Putting aside her intentions for the time being, logically speaking, he couldn't ignore her.
F * ck…What kind of name is that? Returning to the noodle shop? I just want to go back to sleep. Little Po cursed a few more times before walking into the noodle shop.
The noodle shop owner had a deep impression of Little Po. He dared to argue with the Murong family. He was not just ruthless, but ruthless to the extent that he was respected by others. Therefore, when Xiao Po stepped into the shop, the shop owner recognized him at a glance. Little Po didn't pay much attention to the noodle shop owner. He just smiled and walked straight to Murong Zhuqi's seat. When the shop owner saw this, he was instantly frightened. This was the scene that was played out. If the plot were to repeat itself, this shop would collapse. When the noodle shop owner thought of this, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing from his back.
" Two bowls of noodles, one for each person." Murong Zhuqi smiled obscenely and waved at the noodle shop owner." More soy sauce, less onions."
Little Po was stunned. Murong Zhuqi's expression and tone seemed familiar. It was Yu Xiaojiao, a name that was deeply engraved in Xiao Po's bones. " More soy sauce and less onions " was also Xiao Qiao's preference.
" What's wrong? Are you sleepy?" Murong Zhuqi saw that Little Po was in a daze and thought that he was still asleep. He couldn't help but feel a little heartache. It was all because of him.
" It's…It's fine. I'll be fine in a moment." Little Po shook his head, trying to wipe away the image of Xiao Qiao in his mind. He wiped it until his brain was under his control before he stopped shaking.
" Daniu, more meat, more soy sauce, more noodles, less onions." The shop owner went to the kitchen and instructed the noodle chef with a smile. He was happy. He didn't expect that kid to be so lucky that he could even squeeze with the eldest daughter of the Murong family. If our son had that fortune, he wouldn't have to worry about money in his next life even if his legs were broken. Unfortunately, our son is disappointing.
" Alright, Boss." The noodle chef was surprised. Usually, the boss would shout "less meat and less soy sauce". Had he found his conscience? It was baffling. Although he had this idea, the chef didn't stop working. He made two bowls of super large beef brisket noodles in an instant.
"I haven't been to Shaoguan yet. Do you know the way?" As soon as they entered the highway, Little Po asked Murong Zhuqi worriedly.
Hehe, my car has GPS." Murong Zhuqi laughed, directly solving Little Po's worries. To be on the safe side, Murong Zhuqi had arranged the route map from Guangzhou to Shaoguan last night. He even studied the toll station and the two public toilets clearly. In fact, there was no need to study it at all. Everything could be done with the navigator. Murong Zhuqi was just messing around.
Alright, drive slowly. I'll catch up on my sleep." After saying that, Little Po quickly closed his eyes. In less than three minutes, a wave of even and orderly breathing sounds could be heard in the car.
" Sigh…I've broken my promise." Murong Zhuqi sighed bitterly.
The BMW X6 was driving slowly on the Beijing-Pearl highway. It didn't feel cool. Looking at the sleeping Xiao Po, Murong Zhuqi seemed to have a thousand words to say, and a hint of sadness rose in his heart. How could she fall in love with a man who was four years younger than her? Everyone else fantasized about marrying a good husband with status, status, and money. What about him? Are you making a mistake? Murong Zhuqi asked himself a question with no answer.
Perhaps, when a person reached a certain height and looked back at the things around them, they would gradually feel small, or even small to the point where they did not care at all. This was an unchangeable fact. The Murong family had plenty of money. In Murong Zhuqi's heart, he had naturally ignored the importance of silver. As for status and identity, the Murong family was already at a height that very few families or individuals could surpass.
Therefore, status, status, and money, these three things that people pursued, could not be used as a specific standard for Murong Zhuqi to find a boyfriend or husband. After possessing all these, Murong Zhuqi placed more importance on his feelings and character.
One thing had to be admitted, in this materialistic society, it was even harder for a rich girl to obtain sensual happiness than the children of ordinary poor families. As for visual happiness, the children of poor families could not compare. The cycle of society had reached this point, and it was to adapt to the situation. However, it was unknown whether it was happiness or sadness, or other complicated emotions.
"Peng peng peng…" A series of thunderclaps pulled Little Po back to reality from the dream."What is it? What happened?"
Thunder, rain." Murong Zhuqi said angrily," You're finally awake…"
" Continue sleeping…" Little Po did not notice the strange expression in Murong Zhuqi's words. Even if he did, he did not care.
The thunder grew louder and louder, but the BMW's soundproofing was pretty good. After getting used to it, Xiao Po fell asleep again.
In his sleep, Little Po's thoughts were a little hazy. Am I dreaming? Was it a dream? Little Po pieced together the fragments in his half-awake state. Thunder, rain, fog, mountains, bridges, and piles of debris. Little Po opened his eyes with a swoosh. It was indeed very foggy. It was a black mass of fog, and there was only less than ten meters of visibility.
Stop the car, stop the car." Little Po shouted in horror,"Stop the car quickly…"
Seeing that Murong Zhuqi didn't have any reaction, Little Po anxiously reached out to pull the steering wheel. The car shook several times before Murong Zhuqi reacted and slammed on the brakes. The car finally stopped in a state of near overturning.
" You want to die…" Murong Zhuqi's gaze turned to Little Po and he shouted angrily. Her rapid heartbeat indicated that she was still in shock.
It was as if Little Po couldn't hear Murong Zhuqi. He craned his neck, his face ashen, and his eyes staring blankly ahead. Murong Zhuqi saw Little Po's frightened expression and thought that he was overly frightened, so he couldn't blame him. Murong Zhuqi took a few deep breaths and quietly retracted her gaze. But when she turned her gaze to the front, she was completely stunned. The sudden shock made her cry out loud…
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