??Chapter 626: 626. Kick you in the leg_1
Chapter 626: 626. Kick you in the leg_1
Imperial City.
Wanhe Garden.
The housekeeper, carrying groceries, pressed the doorbell, and only when Lun Chuan opened the door did she smile and say,
“Mr. Lun, how many people are coming over today? Why did you buy so little groceries?”
It seed like not much, but actually, it wasn’t too little.
Beef and ribs and the like, the portions were quite substantial; the problem was that it was all at, with only a couple of types of vegetables. Wasn’t that a bit too monotonous?
Lun Chuan shook his head, “No worries, I have other ingredients at ho. I’ve written down the nu; please prepare the dishes accordingly later on, and get the rice cooking. You don’t need to cook at noon; just co back in the afternoon to clean up, that will be enough.”
“Okay, sure.”
These were all arranged during yesterday’s appointnt, and the housekeeper agreed very cheerfully.
Besides, Mr. Lun’s house was clean all over, with the kitchen tidy and well-organized, which made it very easy to take care of.
Although she hadn’t spent many days in the kitchen, she was already quite familiar with it. Now, looking at the list, she couldn’t help but wonder:
“How many people, exactly? You need to cook this much rice? It’s enough for eight or nine people.”
Lun Chuan fell silent for a mont—actually, he had only invited two friends over today, but the issue was, the rice might not be enough!
At the mont, he could only dodge the question, “It’s okay, just cook it; I can still make fried rice with the leftovers.”
The housekeeper pursed her lips, trying to restrain herself from laughing out loud—
Well, how should she put it?
This Mr. Lun, his house was filled with lush green plants and was clean and spacious, he himself was tall and slim, handso too, and that skin of his was even fairer and more translucent than the actresses on TV!
As far as the housekeeper was concerned, she had never seen such a good-looking young man!
There were those scars that sotis beca visible, red and fierce, bulging bumpy; however, they didn’t really matter.
Lately, watching TV, those so-called Demon Lords and monsters on screen were made up uglier than this.
But here was this man, so fairy-like, talking about turning leftover rice into egg fried rice…
…Well, the housekeeper couldn’t quite explain it, but it was a bit funny to her.
However, looking at the ti again, it was nearly ten o’clock; she hurried up and got busy.
She soaked the long beans and eggplants, got the rice cooking, cut all the at, prepared the side dishes, and washed and drained all the leafy greens.
Once everything was prepared, the ingredients for the snow fungus soup had also been soaked; she put them in the water and brought it to a boil over high heat.
Only after she transferred the snow fungus soup to the purple clay pot did the housekeeper glance at the ti and say,
“Mr. Lun, is there anything else that needs to be done? If not, I’ll clean up the garbage and be on my way.”
Lun Chuan had just hung up the phone, now he nodded, “Okay. That’s all.”
Then he opened the door and saw two n, both in their thirties, standing outside. One with short hair and a slightly plump figure was nad Qin Yun.
The one behind him was neither fat nor thin, but a bit shorter, nad He Kuang.
A delivery guy from Wind Speed Express was following behind them.
With a box in his arms, the man greeted Lun Chuan with a smile upon seeing him open the door,
“You’ve got a package today, and it’s quite heavy.”
Lun Chuan politely thanked him, and just as he was about to reach out for it, He Kuang grabbed the box and said to the delivery guy,
“See! I told you I’d help you carry it up, but you didn’t believe .”
The delivery guy chuckled, “Next ti, for sure I’ll rember,” and then he was off like a gust of wind.
But He Kuang turned to look at Lun Chuan, suddenly froze, and sized him up from head to toe,
“Damn! I was wondering why you’ve been quiet for months, turns out you were at ho eating ‘Immortal Pills’?!”
“Spill it, spill it! What kind of beauty treatnt have you done? Recomnd it to my wife! That skin, that face value… You already outshine others, and now you’re upping your ga even more, really leaving no room for us brothers, huh!”
He rattled off:
“Lun Chuan, oh Lun Chuan, you still have no friends to this day, don’t you ever reflect on yourself?”
He Kuang’s mouth moved like abacus beads, clacking away with a burst of sound. By the ti he finished a string of words, leaving no ti for a reply, he had already changed the topic—
“Holding this box is quite heavy—what’s this?”
Lun Chuan had already seen the address on the express slip. He thought to himself that it must be sothing Song Tan had sent again.
Just as he was about to open it, He Kuang pushed him towards the living room:
“Co on, co on, eating is secondary today, the main thing is I want you to talk so sense into Qin Yun—”
“You tell him, his life has been going so well, he better not get any foolish ideas!”
“What foolish ideas?”
Lun Chuan was also a bit surprised—since his traffic accident, he had hardly gone out for social gatherings, often missing group ssages and thus a lot of information as a result.
And these two friends, they were actually not from Imperial City. Thus, although they could be called close friends, they didn’t actually see each other that often.
Looking at He Kuang now, his state seed good—of course, he always had a good mindset and looked exceptionally well, just a bit rounder than before, which suggested a comfortable life.
But on the other hand, Qin Yun looked truly haggard.
“What happened?” he asked in a low voice.
He Kuang, frustrated as if he despised iron for not becoming steel, said: “You ask him! So spineless, gets a couple of complints and loses sense of all direction!”
The comnt was clearly a criticism of Qin Yun.
Lun Chuan frowned thoughtfully, stood up, and said:
“You think about how to talk to , I’ll go pour us a couple of cups of tea.”
Accompanied by the sound of hot water brewing, the subtle scent of tea gradually spread, and the steamy hot tea was especially fitting in the cool air-conditioned room. So much so that both n sitting on the couch unconsciously relaxed their shoulders and heaved a long sigh at the sa ti.
“I haven’t even sighed yet, what are you sighing for?”
Angry, He Kuang glared at him: “Don’t you think you did nothing wrong? If you’re so confident, speak up, don’t feel guilty!”
“I’m not feeling guilty!”
Qin Yun was incredibly irritated: “I just don’t know how to explain it!”
“Explain? I’ll explain for you!”
He Kuang snorted coldly:
“Didn’t he just sell the copyright? He got a total of eleven million in hand, which is a pretty good price. The film company said they wanted him to be involved in the project and the liaison is a young lady, pretty, speaking gently and softly…”
Both adept with words, He Kuang too knew how to pick key points, plant foreshadowing, and set hooks when speaking.
Without further ado, Lun Chuan imdiately understood.
“You want a divorce.”
“I don’t!” Qin Yun slumped back heavily onto the couch:
“I didn’t cheat! I just feel… I just feel everything is going so well now, why on earth is Chen Li stirring things up?!”
“She’s been making a fuss about divorce at ho all the ti, as soon as I get back, she tells
to sign the divorce agreent.”
“Yes! I did have als, watch movies, and go shopping with her, but that’s it! Does she have to be like this? We have a child, doesn’t she think of the child at all?”
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a loud noise! Scared, Qin Yun, full of grievances, froze completely.
Looking up, he saw Lun Chuan with a dark expression, who had just kicked the solid wood table in front of him.
He scoffed, without any of the usual warm and steady, dependable brother vibe, but instead his eyes were full of scorn:
“If it weren’t for the past friendship we had, this kick would have been aid at your leg.”
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