Chapter 135 - Chapter 135: Chapter 127 Hasn’t He Been Caught Enough? (Please Subscribe) (2/2)

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In fact, it didn’t take three women for a performance; two girls were more than enough to keep the conversation lively.

The Little Landlady and Shen Qianqian opened the floodgates of chatter, starting from the first time Lin Chuan was summoned and all the way through to the rescue operation in Lincang, Yundian.

Lin Chuan, the protagonist of the stories, listened to their ‘chirping and chattering’ and quietly ate his meal.

He was really hungry after only having a cup of bubble milk tea that afternoon.

And the barbecue was indeed delicious.

The night deepened.

The evening breeze whisked away the hustle and bustle of Anling, the neon lights on the streets dimmed, and the air was filled with the faint scent of soil. The occasional passing car added a touch of silence to the peaceful atmosphere.

Shen Qianqian dropped Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady back to Happiness Community, then left.

“Chairman, I always thought your readers were just playing a joke, I didn’t expect it to be true!” The Little Landlady said, laughing.

Lin Chuan’s face darkened, “Little Landlady, it’s time for you to go to sleep!”

“I’m a bit scared to sleep alone.”

The Little Landlady naturally linked her arm through Lin Chuan’s, lifted her little face to look at him, blinked, her eyelashes fluttered, and a flicker of charm and shyness passed through her eyes.

“Little Landlady, look who’s that?” Lin Chuan chuckled, pointing his finger.

The Little Landlady was startled and then looked in the direction Lin Chuan was pointing. Ahead of them was the small supermarket of Happiness Community, where a middle-aged man sat alone at the door on a chair.

“Old Zhang.”

The Little Landlady’s brow furrowed.

That night Old Zhang, dressed in a suit and with his hair neatly combed, did not present a confident demeanor. Instead, he sat there, looking dejected, like a wounded old cat under the night sky, emitting heavy sobs.

Lin Chuan pulled the Little Landlady over to where Old Zhang was sitting.

“Old Zhang, what’s wrong?” The Little Landlady asked, furrowing her brows.

Old Zhang slowly turned his head, glanced at his precious daughter, and then at Lin Chuan, who he considered to be his son-in-law, and said listlessly, “Nothing, just felt like sitting here.”

After thinking for a moment, the Little Landlady asked, “Old Zhang, haven’t you seen Liu Qing?”

“Hmm.”

Old Zhang replied with a very low voice.

The day before yesterday, Liu Qing had taken them on a tour of East Street. After Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady left, she once again invited Old Zhang to open an antique shop. Seeing how good Liu Qing was to his daughter, he agreed to talk to Zhang Xinxin about it and give her an answer.

He and the Little Landlady discussed it and she suggested to “wait a bit longer.”

The next day, which was yesterday, he told Liu Qing to “wait a bit longer.”

Then Liu Qing seemed a bit upset, accusing Old Zhang of not supporting her business endeavors. Old Zhang had no choice but to promise that he would convince his daughter as soon as possible and then make the investment.

Tonight Old Zhang wanted to invite Liu Qing to a boat ride on the Anling River to smooth over their relationship, but she never responded.

He sent her messages, but she didn’t reply.

He called her, but her phone was off.

He even went to Liu Qing’s place, but found no one.

Liu Qing seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, and now it was past 10 p.m., and still no sign of Liu Qing.