Chapter 259

City C, a small building in Anyue town.

In the simple and ordinary kitchen, Lu Zhilan has a black face and cuts the green melon with a tea knife.

At this time, Lu Haoyu's dissatisfied voice came from outside: "Lu Zhilan! Let you make a lunch. How can you whet and haw? Can you hurry up? I'm starving

Lu Zhilan clenched her teeth, ignoring the dissatisfied Lu Haoyu outside.

If she hadn't been hungry and wanted to have lunch, she would have put down her kitchen knife and let Lu Haoyu eat northwest wind! Let's see if he urges me!

Since she came back to C City, she has been there all day as an uncle, directing others to make food and drink for him every day. Does she owe him!

But it's really a bad place. There's no way to compare with the place they used to be in city A. There's no takeaway in the town!

The more I thought about it, the more ugly the expression on Lu Zhilan's face became. She said in a low voice: "it's all Lu Nuan's bitch. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be so miserable now... Bitch! Bitch... "

Lu Zhilan's mouth scolds Lu Nuan, and his power to cut the cucumber is getting stronger and stronger. The knife cuts the chopping board with a thump. Lu Zhilan's appearance obviously takes the cucumber he is cutting as Lu Nuan.

At this time, Zhang Yun came in from the outside, frowning, but also dissatisfied with the reproach of Lu Zhilan.

"Can you be quick, you girl? Didn't you hear your brother say he was hungry? Is it so slow to fry two dishes

This accusation, Lu Zhilan directly broke out, throwing the kitchen knife on the chopping board, angrily said: "he's hungry, he won't come in and do it by himself, right! Am I his babysitter! I owe him? Did he break his hand or his foot? He wants me to serve him in his daily life

Seeing Lu Zhilan's wronged eyes turning red, Zhang Yun turned his lips and said nothing more. He picked up the kitchen knife and muttered, "OK, you can go back to your room and wait. I'll make lunch."

Lu Zhilan was pushed to one side, and she heard Zhang Yun complain in a low voice, "City C is not a place for people. If only I could go back to city a, I would never live in such a place in the past. It's broken everywhere, and there are many mosquitoes at night..."

Lu Zhilan clenched her lips and said nothing more. She went back to her room and sat on the hard wooden bed.

She didn't get angry just now, because she thought that it would be hard for anyone when their family came to the broken place of C City.

Lu Zhilan's heart surged with an impulse, simply pack things back to B city, but the idea appeared less than two seconds wilted.

She's going back to city a now. Is she going back under the overpass?

In that case, C city can at least have a place to live.

Lu Zhilan can only give up this idea, thinking that after a while, when Lu Nuan and huosiming forget them, they secretly go back to city a to have a look.

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A week later, it was in front of the most remote prison in city A.

A black imported car stopped at the gate of the prison. A man in a suit opened the door and got out of the car. Staring at the gate of the prison, he pushed the golden rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

This person is Meng Qingting's attorney, he Wenyan.

He Wenyan waited in front of the car for a long time. Then he looked down at the time on his watch and muttered, "it's time to come out. Why hasn't anyone come out yet?"

Voice just fell, the prison door slowly opened, haggard Meng Qingting was sent out by a prison officer.

He Wenyan stands far away. He can't hear what the prison guards have said to Meng Qingting. He can only see that the prison guards have said a few words. Then he turns and walks back. The prison door is closed again.

Meng Qingting is still standing in the same place. Her salute is directly thrown on the ground. She looks up and squints at the sun above. Her face is not clear, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

He Wenyan tidied up his clothes a little, walked to Meng Qingting and said, "Miss Meng, the sun is very fierce now. If you go down in the sun again, you may feel dizzy. Let's go. The car will stop in front. We'll talk about it when we get on the bus."

Meng Qingting nodded her head a little dully, and let he Wenyan pick up the salute she threw on the ground. Then she followed him to the car and got on.

After getting on the bus, he Wenyan said to the driver in front of him, "let's go back to the house outside a city."

"All right, lawyer ho."

The car started slowly and drove away from the prison gate.

He Wenyan turns to see Meng Qingting. Just as she wants to speak, Meng Qingting takes the lead in asking, "will I go back to prison?"

He Wenyan said: "Miss Meng, you were released on parole after Mr. Zhang found a connection. As long as you didn't violate the law and discipline during your parole, try to keep a low profile... There shouldn't be any big problem."

Meng Qingting's eyes flashed a cold light.

Keep a low profile? The implication is that she should be careful not to be released on parole by Lu Nuan and huosiming! Otherwise, with the influence of hosmin, it is very likely that she will return to prison, right!

Meng Qingting clenched the palm of her hand. Because of too much force, her nails fell into the flesh of her palm, and her knuckles turned white slightly, but she didn't seem to notice the pain at all.

Seeing Meng Qingting's expression full of resentment and anger, he Wenyan wants to persuade her. After all, if he offends Huo Siming again, he won't get parole next time.

But before he Wenyan could speak, Meng Qingting quickly restrained her expression and said, "lawyer he, don't worry. I know what it's like to be in prison... I don't want to experience it again in my life!"

He Wenyan thought that Meng Qingting wanted to understand. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "it's certainly the best for Miss Meng to think like this."

He Wenyan didn't notice. When he didn't pay attention, Meng Qingting's face flashed with a fierce expression.

Meng Qingting light "um" sound, is a response to he Wenyan. Then he asked, "where are you going now?"

He Wenyan replied: "Miss Meng, don't worry. Mr. Zhang is considerate. After you get out of prison, you can't show up often. He bought a villa on the outskirts of city A. the environment around the villa is very good and quiet. No one will disturb you. You may have to live there for a while."

Meng Qingting's face changed. She didn't say anything more. She just nodded.

However, he Wenyan's eyes flashed slightly. He pushed the gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and added, "Oh, yes! Mr. Zhang is on a business trip now. He will come back in two days. Before he goes on a business trip, he asked me to tell Miss Meng that you have promised him. "

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Qingting's face turned white.

She clenched her lower lip tightly, her face mixed with humiliation, embarrassment, anger and other expressions. Finally, she closed her eyes heavily and opened them again. In her voice, she replied, "I know."