C245 I Don't Have Time to Fall in Love
C245 I Don't Have Time to Fall in Love
Lin Ruoxi and Lee Jingjing could finally get out of the orphanage. Although they were reluctant to part with it, they were girls after all. Their physical strength was almost enough. After bidding farewell to the dean, they left the orphanage together.
Walking out of the courtyard, Lin Ruoxi said to Lee Jingjing, "Jingjing, let me send you back. It's already dark."
Lee Jingjing smiled and shook her head. "No need, Big Sister Ruoxi. I only have a little distance to walk back home. You came home a lot later than me. You should drive first."
Lin Ruoxi also knew that Lee Jingjing's rented house wasn't far away, so she nodded and said, "Then why don't we go have dinner together?"
"I bought some food yesterday and haven't finished cooking yet. Why don't you go back and eat? Why don't you come eat at my place? My cooking skills are pretty good." Lee Jingjing suggested.
A trace of brilliance flashed through Lin Ruoxi's eyes, "Jingjing, do you really know how to cook?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Can you teach me how to pay for materials?" Lin Ruoxi said.
Lee Jingjing asked doubtfully, "Sister Ruoxi, didn't you say that Nanny Wang was good at cooking?"
"Yeah, but I'm afraid of being seen by that annoying guy." Lin Ruoxi said in embarrassment.
Lee Jingjing lowered her head in silence for a moment before replying, "Fine then. However, if you learn it next time, you must let me come to your house for a meal. Consider it as a token of gratitude to me, your young master."
Lin Ruoxi nodded happily. "Of course, but you have to teach me well. I really don't know anything about it."
"Then it's a deal!" Lee Jingjing extended her pinky.
Lin Ruoxi smiled sweetly and pulled the hook with her. The two of them laughed like little girls.
At the same time, Yang Chen, who didn't actually go home to eat, was strolling on the deserted streets of the East District, bored out of his mind.
Today, he saw Yang Jieyu first, then Lee Jingjing, which made him feel like he had a rock in his heart and had no appetite. After talking to Nanny Wang, he strolled around the city by himself.
As he was not in a good mood, Yang Chen naturally couldn't be bothered to go to the fretful night market. He chose the old street, which had the least flow of people, where the old residents of Zhong Hai stayed. In the evening, only a few residents were left in and out of the city.
The cold wind blew into his collar at night, but Yang Chen didn't care at all. Walking along the dimly lit street, he was alone. If one didn't look carefully, people on the street would treat him as a tramp.
Just when Yang Chen's head was empty, the phone in his pocket vibrated. Yang Chen took it out and saw that it was Mo Qianni.
Ever since he returned from Sichuan Province, this workaholic who was similar to Lin Ruoxi rarely contacted him. Although she was relying on him in private, she acted like she didn't see him when they met in the company, making Yang Chen smile wryly.
When he picked up the phone, he heard Mo Qianni's warm and gentle voice. "My beloved, where are you?"
This woman was acting coquettishly again. Yang Chen smiled and leaned against a telephone pole on the roadside as he took a deep breath of the cold air.
"In your heart."
Mo Qianni remained silent for a long time before she finally burst into laughter. "What should I do? You've given me the impulse to throw my life away."
Yang Chen's eyes lit up, "Really? "Then don't be impulsive and put into practice."
"Then if you say anything more to make me impulsive, I'll put it into practice." Mo Qianni said disapprovingly.
"Aunt, these words are only said when you're in deep love. How can you make me say so much when I'm not going to say it?" Yang Chen said in disappointment.
Mo Qianni giggled. "I'm not joking with you. I have serious business to ask you."
How could such a big event be a joke!? Yang Chen thought gloomily.
"What do you want to say?"
"It's almost the end of the year. Where are you going for the company's year-end travel?" Mo Qianni asked.
Yang Chen thought for a moment and said: "The PR Department already helped me register. I remember it's Japan, what about it?"
Mo Qianni sighed. "The Ministry of Finance is playing at home. It's a pity that I can't go with you."
Yang Chen smiled. It was for such a small matter.
"What? Aren't you happy that no one is keeping an eye on you and you can go and provoke a Japanese woman?" Mo Qianni heard Yang Chen's laughter and immediately said unhappily.
"What are you thinking? Am I that hungry?"
"Yes!" Mo Qianni said confidently.
Yang Chen nearly choked on his anger, unable to say a word.
Mo Qianni heard Yang Chen's silence and said faintly, "Actually, it's none of my business if you want to provoke a woman. Since we're all third kids, it's not like I'm asking for trouble. I'm just casually saying, if a bad guy like you is looking for a woman, then I'll just swallow my anger down."
Yang Chen's nerves tensed up again. He smiled and comforted her, "How can you say that? It's my honor to be controlled by Little Qianqian. I'm very happy inside."
"Really?"
Fake... Yang Chen thought in his heart and said: "Of course it's true, how could I lie to you?"
After chatting with Mo Qianni for a long time, she was finally comforted to the point of being overjoyed. Only then did she hang up the phone.
Yang Chen felt that it was quite tiring to deal with women. He didn't feel hungry just now, but after the call, his stomach started rumbling.
He looked around and saw that most of the shops were closed. There were only a few restaurants that looked dirty and uncomfortable. After walking for a while, at an intersection, Yang Chen found a snack bar with a cart.
In the past, Yang Chen used to eat this kind of hot and spicy food cart stall. Although it wasn't very hygienic, there were many kinds of food that he could eat at a low price. Yang Chen still liked it a lot.
At the moment, there were not many people at the stall of the trolley. There were three plastic stools and a box of high quality liquor beside him. It was a good choice to eat and drink on a cold day.
"Sir, what do you want?" The stall owner's voice was clear and melodious. It was actually a young girl.
Yang Chen pulled over a stool and sat down. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but now that he looked up, he almost laughed out loud.
"Why is it you, little sister?"
The girl in front of him was the pickpocket on the bus during the day. He didn't think that she would set up a cart with a snack bar here. It seemed that the barrel of oil during the day was for her business.
When the girl saw Yang Chen, she was also stunned for a moment. Then, she vigilantly asked, "Uncle, are you following us?"
"Why am I following you? I'm sending you to the police station. If I wanted to arrest you, I would have done so on the bus earlier in the day. I was just walking around randomly and got hungry, I didn't expect to bump into you so coincidentally." As Yang Chen said this, he took out a stick of spicy kelp knot and took a bite, "The taste is pretty good. For the sake of our acquaintances, can't you give us a discount?"
"A dollar for a string of kelp," the girl said ruthlessly.
"Kid, you can't be so stingy in your business. If you deserve a discount, then give it a discount." Yang Chen said with a smile.
"Like I said, I'm not a child. If you want to eat, eat. Don't talk. If you don't, leave. Leave the money." the girl said unhappily.
Yang Chen felt that this girl was quite interesting. She was obviously tender and white and cute. When she spoke, her expression would be like that of a hot pepper. That pair of big, black, watery eyes was especially pleasing to look at.
"Alright, alright, I'll eat. I'll give you money and still have such a lousy attitude." Yang Chen sighed. He took out a small bottle of white wine from the liquor case beside him, casually took out a plastic cup and poured a glass for himself.
"Five dollars for a bottle of white wine." the girl said again.
Yang Chen smiled and shook his head. He took a few more snacks from the front. Yang Chen took them while the girl named the price.
He ate a dozen or so skewers. Yang Chen also drank two mouthfuls of the hot liquor. His stomach felt warm, and when he saw the girl stirring some red and white food on an iron plate, which seemed to have spicy sauce and vegetables, he asked in confusion, "What are you stir-frying?"
Without raising her head, the girl said, "Fried Rice Cake."
"I've eaten the Fried Rice Cake, but I've never seen you like this before." Yang Chen was puzzled.
"This is Korean style Fried Rice Cake. My mom taught me to serve pickles and Korean chili sauce." the girl said.
Yang Chen laughed, "Could it be that your mother is Korean?"
The girl raised her head. Under her thick eyebrows, there was a hint of impatience in her eyes. "Uncle, you really talk a lot. Can't my mother be Korean?"
Yang Chen waved his hand with a smile, "That's not what I meant. I told you, you don't look like the Chinese and your temperament is different too. So you're a hybrid with Korean blood."
"Hmph, mixed blood, temperament. Uncle, you really know how to speak. Didn't Chinese not like Koreans? What kind of temperament could they have?" The girl said with a smile.
"You can't say that. At least, I know that Koreans are very respectful to their elders. I say, little girl, why are you so fierce towards me?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.
The girl suddenly glared at Yang Chen, "Let me affirm one last time, I am not my little sister, I am 20 years old!"
"Alright, alright, alright. Can I call you Miss?" Yang Chen said with a wry smile.
"Do you think I'm a prostitute? I don't have money and I'm poor, but I don't need to sell my body!"
"Then what should I call you?" Yang Chen was helpless.
The girl heaved a long sigh of relief. She seemed to have been annoyed by Yang Chenquan. "My name is Xu Zhenxiu, you can call me Ah Xiu."
"Ah Xiu, no, it's not cute enough. Let me call you Zhen Xiu. This name is pretty Korean. Did your mother give it to you?"
"Mm …"
"I'm Yang Chen, you can call me Uncle or Yang Chen." Yang Chen said with a smile.
Zhen Xiu's mouth moved all of a sudden, as if she wanted to laugh but she didn't. "Uncle, did I ask your name, why are you taking the initiative? Don't think I don't know anything, I've seen many men like you, are you trying to seduce me? I'll tell you what, I'm very busy right now, I don't have the time to date an uncle like you who has nothing to do, if you want to eat, just eat quickly. After you eat, hurry up and leave, don't disturb my business."
This little girl was very straightforward, but even though she was very pretty, Yang Chen didn't have any bad intentions. He just loved to talk to her, so he smiled and said, "Zhen Xiu, I'm very free, but I don't have any bad intentions. I'm just in a bad mood today; I don't know why, but it feels good talking to you, so I won't bother you. You can continue, hehe …"
Zhen Xiu seemed to have no way to deal with Yang Chen. She sighed and shook her head. Just as she was about to continue working on her Han New Year's cake, she suddenly frowned and looked behind Yang Chen.