webnovelfull Chapter 57 Young Miss, Your Old Servant is Here!
Chapter 57 Young Miss, Your Old Servant is Here!
On a pleasant afternoon, two beautiful women in bikinis lazily lay by the pool, sunbathing.
With a face mask on and champagne in one hand, I'm enjoying the tranquility of the moment.
"I heard Fang Wanyu is returning to China tomorrow," Ning Qian said casually with her eyes closed.
"So, what does this have to do with us? Is the young lady trying to kill her?" Qingmo asked, puzzled.
Ning Qian: "No, I just want to know if she will still like Ji Lingchen like this."
Qingmo: "Um, you don't really think Fang Wanyu likes him that much, do you? Even if the Ji family hadn't gone bankrupt, Ji Lingchen would just be a fish in her pond."
"Maybe. But judging from her past behavior, she seemed to really care." Ning Qian sat up, removed the face mask, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.
"Caring? Hmph, it's all an act. Fang Wanyu only approached Ji Lingchen because she was after his family's business, which could bring her benefits." Qingmo sneered disdainfully.
"No matter what, we'll know the answer tomorrow." Ning Qian lay back down, her eyes gazing at the azure sky.
Naive. The fact that Fang Wanyu chose to go abroad when Ji Lingchen loved her the most already proves that she didn't love him.
Qingmo: "Miss, it's only been a short time, and you already don't like Ji Lingchen anymore? Tsk tsk, women are indeed fickle."
Ning Qian: "What nonsense are you talking about? My marriage to him was an arranged one, so it's not a matter of liking or disliking. Like you said, all men are the same once you've slept with them."
Since her horizons broadened, Qingmo took her to a male modeling club, where she could touch eight-pack abs at will. What was this Ji Lingchen nonsense? What kind of dirty stuff was that?
Ning Qian: "Didn't you have your eye on a red Ferrari last time? I bought it for you. You can drive it in the garage yourself later."
Qingmo… What an incredibly wealthy patron! That car is worth over ten million!
What? Is she looking down on me?
It's alright, young lady, please feel free to look down on this old servant. This old servant can take it.
"Miss, I love it! What do you think of me? I can warm your bed too." He winked at her.
Ning Qian: "Get lost, I don't do yuri. I heard some new male college students have arrived, want to go check them out tonight?"
Qingmo: "Okay, I'll pick 10 for you, Miss. If you can't handle them, I have...hehe, you know what I mean."
Ning Qian... I can't keep this best friend anymore, she's getting more and more out of control.
night.
The young men were standing in a row in the private room. Qingmo and Ningqian sat on the sofa and looked at them one by one.
Qingmo: "No, get a different batch."
Ning Qian: I haven't even said anything yet, the one in the middle... never mind.
A new batch of young men walked in. Qingmo looked up, then poked Ning Qian with her finger.
Young lady, your force is here!!!
Huh? What's going on?
Ji Lingchen stood at the very end, his face no longer as cold and aloof as before; the Buddhist disciple had fallen into an abyss.
Seeing the two of them, Ji Lingchen felt ashamed. Since that incident, his parents had died and his company had gone bankrupt. It seemed that he had lost everything overnight.
Ning Qian, his fiancée broke off their engagement.
He used to think that Ning Qian liked him; they would eat together and go on dates every day.
But he didn't love her; his heart belonged only to Wanyu, so there was never any transgression between them.
Now, oh, he's burdened with enormous debt, and he has no time to think about Wanyu anymore; life is suffocating him.
Qingmo looked surprised: "Hey! Isn't this our Buddhist disciple from the Beijing circle? Buddhist disciple, where are your prayer beads?"
Ning Qian tugged at her, Qingmo pouted, picked up her bag, took out a thousand yuan, and walked up to Ji Lingchen.
*Slap!*
Qingmo's lips curled slightly: "Buddha, our young lady said that you like the sea, and she never loved you. Here, take this money for your medical expenses. Get lost."
A wad of banknotes was thrown in his face. Qingmo giggled and sat back down on the sofa.
Ji Lingchen didn't speak, his face was ugly and his veins were bulging, but he squatted down and picked up the money on the ground one bill at a time.
Is it humiliating? Yes, it is, but so what? He has no right to be arrogant now.
The eyesore is gone, sisters. Now let's talk about eight-pack abs. Who cares about pure love? With money, you'll get a younger brother who loves you.
Outside the private room, Ji Lingchen squatted on the ground, covering his face and weeping bitterly. Sometimes he really wanted to die, and he didn't want to live like this, but he was also afraid of dying.
He wakes up every day to a huge debt, and all he can do is make money, make money. His body is also becoming strange; he craves men, especially strong men.
No matter how hard he tried to restrain himself, he couldn't suppress his inner desires. After a few dates, he found himself feeling exceptionally happy.
If it weren't for Wanyu in his heart, he would have suspected that he was gay. It doesn't matter, he just physically likes men, but in his heart he will always love Wanyu.
The day Fang Wanyu returned, he secretly went to the airport to see her. His goddess was still as beautiful, pure, and lovely as ever.
But he was no longer qualified to stand beside her.
Fang Wanyu was also surprised, because Ji Lingchen was originally the biggest fish in her fishpond.
The reason she went abroad was that if she hadn't left, she would definitely have been with Ji Lingchen, but she wanted to choose again and see if there were any better fish.
She was confident that Ji Lingchen would never forget her, so she left without looking back.
She couldn't find a better option than the Ji Group abroad, so she wanted to return to China to officially recognize Ji Lingchen as her official wife.
Unexpectedly, Ji Lingchen, that good-for-nothing, went bankrupt, and she has to find a better one from her existing fishpond.
What a waste of all the time she spent trying to win him over, what a loser.
Qingmo was unaware of the entanglement between the male and female leads; since neither of them could escape, it didn't matter.
Help! This young lady is really crazy. There's no need to be so extreme.
They insisted on taking her to Thailand to see ladyboys, but she refused. The young lady was really hungry.
I can't go, I really can't go, even paying more won't help.
This old servant cannot do it.
Er Kang's hand jpj.