Chapter 65 Why is life so good?

Author: Ye Wuxing

Chapter 65 Why is life so good?

Snap.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Muchuan was completely stunned. He seemed to have been immersed in a detachment technique in an instant, looking at her with a white face.

In a trance, a heartbreaking voice sounded in my ears.

Why... no one has ever told him about this...

No, why didn't he realize such a simple thing before?

Ling Muchuan felt his thoughts become messy in an instant. When he came back to his senses from his trance, the initiator who shattered his beautiful hope was no longer visible.

He moved his lips and said to himself, "Tsk, I've known it a long time ago."

The hand hanging beside him clenched tightly into a fist.

Ling Muchuan was thinking about this on his way back to his villa.

Since he learned that Sister Mingya went to study in L Country, he only wanted to follow her footsteps. In addition, he deliberately wanted to make the two so-called biological parents who were very proud of their face unhappy. After entering high school, he no longer focused on studying. Every day, he only went to bed and played games in class. He was impatient in school and simply asked someone to skip class and play ball together, or felt that it was uncomfortable to sleep on the desk and his neck was so uncomfortable, so he climbed over the wall to go home to sleep.

Anyway, Ling's Group donated an experimental building to the school and set up a special scholarship. How can the school do to him?

But he forgot the age difference.

Just as Shu Mingfei said, when he went to study in Country L, Sister Mingya had already graduated and returned to China, and they were still separated from the two countries.

what to do?

The belief that had been firmly firm for three years became shaky in an instant, and Ling Muchuan felt a little confused.

Do you still need to continue studying in Country L?

Sister Mingya is not there, what is he going to do?

But if he doesn't study in Country L, can he pass the exam with his current level in China?

...Grass, so annoying.

Ling Muchuan didn't think deeply about this complex dilemma for a long time. After thinking for a while, he felt a headache. He raised his hand and grabbed his hair irritably, and decided to put this problem behind temporarily.

When he gets home and eats something to sleep, then wake up and settles the score with the two irresponsible guys, and then thinks about it seriously.

However, Ling Muchuan returned to the villa and faced the entire dark and empty building, his irritability instantly rose to the peak.

He snapped and turned on the lamp above the entrance hall and shouted: "Aunt Chu! Aunt Chu!"

He shouted at the top of his throat several times but no one answered, and the whole villa showed a strange silence.

Ling Muchuan pulled off the school uniform jacket hanging on his shoulder in a furious manner, threw it to the ground, then took out his cell phone from his pocket, found Aunt Chu's contact information, and called.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Master?"

Ling Muchuan spoke in a bad voice: "Where are you? I'm almost starving to death!"

Aunt Chu was hired by his biological parents, who was responsible for cleaning the villa and cooking for him.

He is in a bad mood now and can't find someone to cook when he wants to eat, and his temper explodes instantly.

Aunt Chu took care of him for several years, and naturally she could hear the little ancestor getting angry. Her tone of speaking suddenly became cautious and said, "Young Master, I asked for leave from you yesterday, you have agreed."

Did he agree?

Ling Muchuan frowned and tried to find familiar pieces of memory from his mind, but his thoughts were now confused and his memories failed.

But he thought that Aunt Chu didn't have the courage to lie to him.

However, even though he knew that he was unreasonable, Ling Muchuan's attitude was still bad: "Please take leave? Why did you ask for leave? What should I do if you ask for leave? Will you drink the northwest wind? Do you believe it or not, I will deduct all your salary this month!"

Unexpectedly, Aunt Chu actually burst into tears: "Young Master, my grandson is seriously ill and hospitalized. His parents have to go to work. If the unit doesn't ask for leave, I can only take care of him in the hospital."

Ling Muchuan: "..."

Cao, he just said casually, why did he scare Aunt Chu to tears?

Not to mention anything else, Aunt Chu is good to him. She cooks deliciously, and no matter how he loses his temper, she doesn't scold him, and she won't complain to the two biological parents who will only blame him for being embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I won't deduct your salary," Ling Muchuan started to get angry again, "When will you take leave?"

After hearing Aunt Chu's answer, his brows tightened again.

"What? It takes half a month?! I really plan to let me drink the northwest wind?!"

The salary for this job is very high. Although the young master has a bad temper, he has never really beat her. Moreover, compared to many physical work with a large workload and low wages, he uses high-tech equipment in the villa to clean it every day, and prepares him three meals a day, and asks him to get up and go to school. This is simply too easy.

Now she can't work, she has to take such a long leave and still occupies a position, which is a bit unreasonable no matter what.

Thinking of this, Aunt Chu said guiltily: "I'm sorry, young master, otherwise I'd better resign from my wife..."

Ling Muchuan said unhappily: "Didn't you say that your family was in trouble and your husband had lung cancer and needed a lot of money to treat the disease? Now you say you don't do it, then you stop doing it?"

Aunt Chu quickly explained: "No, no, I really want to continue working, but I really can't do anything about it now..."

"Okay, I know," Ling Muchuan didn't have the patience to listen to her explanation so much, and said directly: "Half a month, right? Okay, let you ask for leave, take good care of your grandson."

Aunt Chu was so excited that she thanked him so much.

Ling Muchuan broke the phone without listening to her finishing her words.

Gululu—

The stomach made a protest.

He walked to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, but it was empty except for all kinds of drinks and mineral water, and it was very clean. Aunt Chu cleaned up all the leftovers in the refrigerator before leaving.

At this moment, he began to envy Aunt Chu's grandson for no reason.

Someone who is sick is rushing to ask for leave to serve him. Why is his life so good?

He returned to the living room, lay on the sofa, took out his cell phone and planned to order takeout.

At this moment, the caller ID popped out of the screen and was one of his friends.

Trouble him to order takeout, Ling Muchuan took it impatiently: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, you're so angry? Who messed with you?"

Ling Muchuan rolled his eyes: "If you have a fart, please give it up, hurry up and order takeout."

"What takeaway? Where is your cooking aunt?"

Ling Muchuan said angrily: "I've asked for leave."

"A coincidence, brother, I'm about to ask you if you want to come out for dinner. How about it? I'll pick you up now?"

Ling Muchuan's impatientness finally faded a little, "Go, come here quickly."

After hanging up the phone, he stared at the ceiling chandeliers in a daze. I wondered if he was too hungry, but he felt more and more sleepy and fell asleep unknowingly.
Chapter completed!