For a long time,
Little Dream fell asleep.
Su Cheng hugged her and looked at the system notification.
After the storyline character's investment was successful, he would receive 50,000 points.
He also received a card.
On the card was Little Dream's appearance.
He looked at the card's introduction.
Su Cheng finally understood what the investment progress meant.
His eyes flickered as he pondered for a moment before he exchanged for five gift bags.
'Ding…obtained English Experience Book.'
'Ding…500,000 in cash.'
"Ding…Obtained one-time bad luck charm (5 minutes).”
'Ding…received one million in cash.'
'Ding…obtained God Level Massage Skill.'
Accompanied by the notification sound, a 3D human body image appeared in his mind.
There were many acupoints on it.
Su Cheng comprehended for a while, his fingers moving slightly, eager to give it a try.
Divine culinary skills could bestow a wonderful taste. Even the simplest ingredients were exceptionally delicious.
Apart from curing some diseases, the god-level massage could also stir up the most primitive instincts.
"This is a divine skill…"
Su Cheng was inexplicably agitated. Which man didn't want to have a pair of magical hands?
Then, he said,
Su Cheng looked at the English Experience Book again. After using it, it was English (100%).
The one-time use Bad Luck Talisman was simple to use.
This was definitely stuck on someone else's body.
Just as Su Cheng was thinking about who to try it out with, his phone rang and he received a friend request.
" Su Cheng, hello. I'm Fang Yuan, Qiao Weidong's friend…"
Fang Yuan?
Why did he add her as a friend?
Su Cheng found it strange. He passed.
"Su Cheng, hello, I have something to trouble you with…"
He looked at Fang Yuan's message.
Su Cheng felt strange. He wanted Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi to reject Lin Lei 'er's request.
What a detour.
"Sure…"
Su Cheng didn't reject it and sent a message to Qiao Yingzi.
"Fang Yuan will fetch Lin Lei 'er to Beijing tomorrow and inform Tong Wenjie.”
Qiao Yingzi: " Cheng, are you home? Come and save me. Oh my god, I'm going crazy. I've been studying the exam questions since you left this afternoon. My mom doesn't let me go out to relax."”
"You can pretend to be sick outside…"
Su Cheng sympathized with Qiao Yingzi and suggested an idea.
Qiao Yingzi rolled her eyes.
"I have used this idea many times.
"My mother thought that my constitution was weak, so she found a Chinese medicine prescription from somewhere and made me drink it every two or three days.
"It's so hard for me. Hurry back and find a few questions. Just say that you don't understand and ask my mom.”
With a warm and soft jade in her arms, why should she go back?
Su Cheng decided to stay here.
"You can look for Tao Zi. I have something to do and can't go back at the moment.”
"What is it?"
"Are you watching a movie on a date with someone?" Qiao Yingzi asked curiously.”
"No, I'm in art class. I'm preparing to take the art exam.”
"Oh…"
Qiao Yingzi didn't ask any more questions. After sending a message to Huang Zhitao, she deleted the chat logs one by one and went to look for Tong Wenjie.
"Aunt Wenjie…"
Qiao Yingzi told him about Lin Lei 'er.
Tong Wenjie immediately asked with concern,"
"What time is the flight leaving and returning?”
"I don't know." Qiao Yingzi shook her head.”
"What did he say? Let me see your phone…"
Song Qian took Qiao Yingzi's phone, looked at the message, and complained to Tong Wenjie,"
"Wenjie, your Fang Yuan is really something. Why would she pass on this matter to Su Cheng?
"He ran to the door and shouted a few times. Can't you let your Fang Yifan and Yingzi talk?”
" Who knows what he's thinking? He's a cunning person. Otherwise, why would he lie to me about losing my job…"
Tong Wenjie was also angry and said faintly,"
"He definitely didn't mean it when he went to pick up Lin Lei 'er.
"If it's true, why don't you let me know what to do? Can't I go and pick it up secretly?
"This is obviously for me to see.”
Song Qian smiled.
When it came to matters between husband and wife, they quarreled at the head of the bed and reconciled at the end of the bed.
She didn't say much, so she showed Qiao Yingzi's phone to Tong Wenjie.
"Su Cheng indeed didn't say anything."
" Song Qian, do you have Su Cheng's number? Give it to me. I'll ask him…"
On the other side,
Su Cheng saw that Little Dream was sleeping soundly and suppressed the thought of trying out a god-level massage.
His phone rang and he received another friend request.
"Su Cheng, I have something to ask you…"
Who is it?
Su Cheng opened the message and saw that it was Tong Wenjie. He passed.
"What is it?"
"Did Fang Yuan say what time the flight would be back?”
“……”
Su Cheng was speechless.
This couple was really something. Did they think this was a transit station?
Too lazy to convey,
Su Cheng created a group and pulled the two of them in to communicate among themselves.
Fang Yuan was speechless.
Tong Wenjie was speechless.
……
Downstairs.
Qiao Weidong called Little Dream.
He had sent Little Dream back before, so he knew that she lived in this neighborhood. As for where she lived, he was not sure.
"The number you have dialed is switched off…"
Did he block her, or did he really turn off his phone?
Qiao Weidong used another number to call him.
Upstairs,
Su Cheng was gossiping about the group.
"Su Cheng, ask that person what time the flight is coming back tomorrow."”
Fang Yuan: " Su Cheng, just say it. If you're not late, I'll be back by plane at four in the afternoon."”
"Su Cheng, ask that person if he still remembers where Lei 'er lives."”
Fang Yuan: " Su Cheng, just say that. I just went there last year. It's not a fish's memory. I still remember it. The door is clear."”
……
This couple was really something.
Su Cheng looked at the music. Ring, ring, ring, ring. A mobile phone rang.
She was holding her phone in her hand.
It must be Little Dream's.
Su Cheng saw that Little Dream was sleeping very peacefully. He found his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He did not treat himself as an outsider and answered the call.
"Little Dream…"
Su Cheng blinked.
Qiao Weidong?
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