[ Mr. Lu, you don't need to hire a housekeeper for the next few days; I'll clean the room to offset the room fee.]
Lu Lin was eating lunch when his phone on the coffee table chimed. He picked it up, saw it was 52 Hertz, and then opened WeChat. His eyes flickered slightly at the message: "Okay."
Yan Heqing posted another message: "Someone likes the scent of your shampoo and wants me to send him a picture of the shampoo bottle, is that okay?"
The reply popped up, Lu Lin's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Your date?"
"Um."
"It's a men's style."
Yan Heqing picked up a cabbage and replied with a voice message this time, "Yes, he's male."
The boy's voice was clear and bright, with a slight nasal tone from a lingering cold, and it rang softly in the large office, somewhat like a kitten's meow.
Lu Lin picked up his coffee, took a sip, and replied with a voice message, "Okay."
After receiving a reply, Yan Heqing didn't reply again. He put away his phone, compared and selected, and put another fresh cabbage into the cart.
When Yan Heqing came out of the supermarket, both of his hands were full.
It was not yet four o'clock, but the sky was already dark and the wind was howling through the trees, as if a storm was brewing.
The items weren't heavy, so Yan Heqing followed the path she had come from, stepping under the newly lit streetlights, back to Lu Lin's residence. She entered the password at the elevator, the doors opened, and she went straight to the top floor.
The lights came on instantly, and the room became very quiet.
Lu Lin hasn't returned yet.
Yan Heqing put down his things and changed his shoes. He looked down and noticed that the floor mat was different from the one he wore in the morning. The disposable slippers he had worn yesterday were gone, replaced by a pair of beige house shoes, not Lu Lin's size.
Yan Heqing took off her shoes and slipped them into slippers, which were the perfect size.
Leaving behind the paper bag containing the clothes, Yan Heqing took the fresh meat, eggs, and milk he had bought to the kitchen.
Opening the refrigerator, I found it different from this morning. In the morning, there was only bottled water, but now it was filled with a dazzling array of fresh vegetables, as well as several boxes of blueberries.
Meanwhile, Lin Fengzhi had already arrived home. He went straight upstairs, piled the paper bags on the table, and then ran to the room where he kept the gifts to tidy up.
Game consoles, limited-edition sneakers, binoculars, watches... star certificates...
Two boxes were filled to the brim.
Lin Fengzhi's forehead was beaded with sweat, but he didn't stop. Carrying two large suitcases, he went downstairs again, panting, and instructed the driver, "To Lu Muchi's house!"
Lin Fengzhi used to often go to Lu Muchi's place, which wasn't far from the Lin Family.
It arrived in about ten minutes; Lu Muchi had bought it specifically for this purpose.
It was a villa, and since it was dark and the villa's lights were off, Lin Fengzhi didn't get out of the car and waited for Lu Muchi inside.
As a result, they waited until nightfall.
It was almost nine o'clock, Lu Muchi still hadn't returned.
Lin Fengzhi was hungry. He bit his lip, took out his phone, unblocked Lu Muchi from his blacklist, and called him.
Beep, beep...
Lin Fengzhi somewhat surprised; it actually went through.
However, the call was cut off after only a few rings.
Lin Fengzhi's temper flared instantly. He didn't wait any longer, opened the door, got out of the car, grabbed two boxes, and threw them directly at the entrance of Lu Muchi's villa, where they rolled onto the ground.
He stormed back to his car, yelling, "Let's go home!"
The driver, who was starving, was overjoyed and sped off.
Buzz.
Lin Fengzhi's phone vibrated again; a WeChat had arrived.
Yan Heqing: [Image]
Chapter 42
Lin Fengyi immediately calmed down.
It's shampoo!
He quickly opened WeChat.
The photo shows a white bottle, an incredibly pure white bottle.
Lin Fengzhi clicked on the picture, zoomed in with his thumb and forefinger, and looked at it over and over again.
???
There's nothing there!
He immediately dialed Yan Heqing's voicemail number.
Yan Heqing had just cleaned the kitchen and cooked a few dishes, but Lu Lin hadn't returned, so he ate them all by himself.
After leaving the kitchen, he went into the bathroom and patted the shampoo bottle.
No logo.
He already knew.
Yan Heqing answered the call.
"Brother, what did you send? Shampoo?" Gang Lin Fengzhi asked anxiously.
"Hmm." Yan Heqing put the shampoo bottle back in its place.
"What happened..." Lin Fengzhi complained, "The label was torn off?" He still wouldn't give up, "Then just ask your friend."
Yan Heqing walked out of the shower room and into the guest room. "It's inconvenient."
"No, I was just asking." Lin Fengzhi very anxious. He had searched for so long and finally found the brand that Lu Lin used, and he had to use it!
Closing the door, Yan Heqing said calmly, "This isn't something I ask casually."
Lin Fengzhi only then realized Yan Heqing's refusal. He immediately felt wronged and asked what was so difficult about the shampoo brand. It was clear that Yan Heqing didn't want to help him. If he didn't want to help, he wouldn't help. Now that he knew it was shampoo, he would find it himself!
"I'm hanging up." He slammed the phone down.
Yan Heqing didn't care. He put down his phone, walked to the bedside, lifted the covers, got into bed, picked up the new book he had bought that day, and leaned against the headboard to read.
Time ticked by, and it was almost midnight, but there was still no movement outside the door.
Lu Lin won't be coming back tonight.
Perhaps Lu Lin will never come back while he's still here.
Yan Heqing thought of what Lu Lin had said that morning.
I don't come back to live here often.
That's probably the truth.
Things won't change just because he's there.
Yan Heqing closed the book, gently placed it on the bedside table, then slipped into bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep.
In the downtown business district, the lights gradually dimmed. On the top floor of Lu Group's headquarters, the president's office was extremely dark, with only a flickering crimson glow in the darkness.
Lu Lin had a cigarette between his fingers.
The daily necessities he used were products developed by Lu Group's daily necessities brand but whose production lines were then discontinued. They were only for his use and were never circulated in the market.
The boy, covered in wounds yet resilient, harbors many secrets.
The cigarette was still half-burnt, but Lu Lin shoved it into the ashtray and stubbed it out forcefully.
He immediately got up, grabbed his coat, and left the office.
Upon returning to the Lu residence, I was surprised to find it brightly lit.