Neighborhood with evil young masters: domineering love of giants

Chapter 76 Investigate if he is really sick 1
"You think he's just pretending?" Duan Yufei asked.

Ruan Xiuxue nodded: "Well, it does seem to be an act, but I'm not sure..."

"I believe Che, he may lie to you, but he will never lie to his brother." Duan Yufei's expression was serious, and there was no doubt in his eyes, "He will not joke about such things, especially when he Let me be responsible to him, let me abstain from sex for so long, if he really lied to me, he should know that the consequences will be serious..."

Seriously observing Duan Yufei's serious expression when he spoke, and the full trust in his eyes, Ruan Xiuxue was infected by his expression and words, and became convinced of An Zuoche again.

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Ruan Xiuxue was An Zuoche's woman, but she was not taken care of by him.

She goes to school during the day, and sets up a street stall in the night market at night, selling the dolls she made by herself.

Recently, I opened an online store, and took pictures of the dolls with a camera, and then posted them in the store.

The rag dolls she made sell well, and many people buy them every day, whether in the night market or online.

Seeing that the business is good, she often sleeps very late to catch up with work and make more dolls.

Once it's done, sell it quickly.

An Zuoche had no news or contacted her for several days.

She thought that this man would not think of her for a while, so she safely carried two bags of dolls and took them to the night market to set up a stall.

Three or five little girls squatted on the ground and picked for a long time, but they couldn't decide which one to buy.

"I think this looks good and I want to buy it."

"But the one over there is also pretty, I want to buy it too."

"I like them all, but I only have enough pocket money to buy one, so I have to choose carefully."

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Ruan Xiuxue looked at these little girls, all about thirteen or fourteen years old, the look in their eyes was genuine joy.

Thinking of someone liking the doll she made, she curled her lips with a smile.

The phone's text message rang in an unreasonable way, disturbing her sales.

She took out her mobile phone and clicked on the text message to see that it was from An Zuoche.

He didn't contact her for several days, and suddenly thought of her again. He even offered a seat in the restaurant on his own initiative and asked her to have dinner with him.

this man...

How could he make such a random decision without asking her what she meant?
Ruan Xiuxue wanted to ignore this text message and continue to sell goods at the night market, but just as she was about to put away her phone, a second text message came again.

"Do you dare to try it? It's no good to make me angry. If you don't see you for half an hour, you're dead."

Commanding tone, coupled with domineering threats.

Can she still pretend she didn't see the message?
Naturally not, angering An Zuoche would not do her any good.

Ruan Xiuxue saw that there were more and more people visiting the night market around him. Closing the stalls at this time must have made a lot of less money.

Thinking about who to turn to for help, the only person she could think of was Ruan Xiujun.

She called Ruan Xiujun and urged him to come and replace her quickly.

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When she arrived at the place An Zuoche had agreed upon, she opened the door and walked into the restaurant. She saw An Zuoche's figure in the distance, sitting in the corner. There were floor-to-ceiling windows next to that place. It was a good position, and she could see the scenery of the street. .

But she was not in the mood to look at the scenery, because she was late, and when she walked behind him, she could already feel the breath emanating from him, which was very heavy and oppressive.

"I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road. I'm late." Ruan Xiuxue walked across from him, pulled out the chair, sat down, and talked to him with an apologetic expression.

With a sullen face and gloomy eyes, An Zuoche looked down at the gold watch in his hand. When he raised his eyes, he said displeasedly: "The traffic jam lasted for half an hour? There are only two journeys away from home. Street, you will be late unless you are not at home, tell me! Where have you been?"

(End of this chapter)