After awakening, I refused to be the control group of heartthrobs

Chapter 65 Why is fate so good?
Boom.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Muchuan was completely stunned, his whole body seemed to have been stabbed in an instant, and he looked at her with a blank face.

In a trance, a heartbroken voice sounded in my ear.

Why... no one has ever told him about it...

No, such a simple matter, why didn't he realize it before?
Ling Muchuan felt that his thoughts became messy in an instant, and when he recovered from the trance, the instigator who shattered his good hopes had long since disappeared.

He moved his lips, and said to himself: "Tch, I already knew."

The hand hanging by the side was tightly clenched into a fist.

On the way back to his villa, Ling Muchuan was full of thoughts about this matter.

Ever since he learned that sister Mingya was going to study in country L, he only wanted to follow in her footsteps, and he deliberately wanted to make those two so-called biological parents who had a good face unhappy. After entering high school, his mind was no longer I didn’t focus on my studies. Every day in class, I just slept and played games. When I got impatient in school, I asked someone to skip class to play ball together. Go home and sleep.

Anyway, Ling Group donated a laboratory building to the school and set up a special scholarship, what can the school do with him?
But he forgot the age difference.

As Shu Mingfei said, when he went to study in country L, sister Mingya had already graduated and returned home, and they still separated the two countries.

How to do?
The belief that had been firm for three years suddenly became shaky, and Ling Muchuan felt a little confused.

Do you want to continue studying in country L?

Sister Mingya is not there, what is he doing?

But if he didn't go to country L to study, would he be able to pass the domestic universities with his current level?

... Grass, I'm so annoying.

Ling Muchuan didn't think deeply about this complicated dilemma for a long time, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt a headache. He raised his hand and scratched his hair irritably, and decided to temporarily forget about this problem.

Wait for him to go home, eat something and sleep, then wake up and settle accounts with those two irresponsible guys, and then think about it seriously.

However, when Ling Muchuan returned to the villa, facing the entire dark and empty building, his inner irritability reached its peak in an instant.

He snapped on the light above the entrance and shouted, "Aunt Chu! Aunt Chu!"

He yelled several times at the top of his voice, but no one answered, and the whole villa was eerily silent.

Ling Muchuan angrily tore off the school uniform jacket hanging from his shoulders, threw it on the ground, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Aunt Chu's contact information, and called.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, master?"

Ling Muchuan said angrily, "Where are you? I'm starving to death!"

Aunt Chu was hired by his biological parents and was responsible for cleaning the villa and cooking for him.

He is in a bad mood now, and when he wants to eat, he can't find someone to cook, so his temper explodes instantly.

Auntie Chu has taken care of him for several years, so she could hear that the little ancestor lost his temper, and her tone of voice suddenly became cautious, saying: "Master, I asked you for leave yesterday, and you have already agreed."

Did he agree?

Ling Muchuan frowned, trying to find out the familiar memory fragments in his mind, but his thoughts were confused and he failed to recall.

But he thought, Aunt Chu didn't have the guts to lie to him.

But even though he knew that he was unreasonable, Ling Muchuan's attitude was still bad: "Ask for leave? Why do you ask for leave? What should I do if you ask for leave? Do you drink northwest wind? Believe it or not, I will deduct all your salary for this month!"

Unexpectedly, Aunt Chu burst into tears and burst into tears: "Master, my little grandson is seriously ill and hospitalized. His parents have to go to work. The unit won't ask for leave, so I'm the only one who can take care of him in the hospital."

Ling Muchuan: "..."

What the heck, he just said it casually, why did Auntie Chu cry in fright?

Among other things, Auntie Chu treated him well. She cooked delicious food, and no matter how he lost his temper and threw things, she never scolded him, and she would not complain to those two biological parents who only blamed him for embarrassment.

"It's fine, fine, I won't deduct your salary," Ling Muchuan started to scratch his head agitatedly again due to the crying, "How long do you want to ask for leave?"

After hearing Aunt Chu's answer, he frowned again.

"What? It will take half a month?! Are you really going to let me drink the northwest wind?!"

The salary of this job is very high. Although the young master has a bad temper, he has never really hit her. Compared with many manual jobs with a lot of work and low wages, he uses the high-tech equipment in the villa to clean the house every day. He cooks three meals a day and wakes him up for school, which shouldn't be too easy.

Now that she can't work, she has to take such a long vacation and occupy the post, no matter what, it's a bit unreasonable.

Thinking of this, Aunt Chu said guiltily, "I'm sorry, young master, otherwise I'd better resign from my wife..."

Ling Muchuan said displeased: "Didn't you say that your family is in trouble and that your husband has lung cancer and needs a lot of money for medical treatment? Now you say you don't do it and you don't do it?"

Aunt Chu quickly explained: "No, I really want to continue working, but I really can't do it now..."

"Okay, I understand," Ling Muchuan didn't have the patience to listen to her explain so much, and said directly: "Half a month, right? Okay, I'll let you take time off and take good care of your grandson."

Aunt Chu was so excited that she thanked him a thousand times.

Ling Muchuan didn't hear her finish, so he hung up the phone.

Gollum-

Stomach growled in protest.

He went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, but it was empty except for various beverages and mineral water. It was very clean. Aunt Chu cleaned up all the leftovers in the refrigerator before leaving.

At this moment, for no reason, he began to envy Aunt Chu's little grandson.

When someone is sick, someone rushes to ask for leave to take care of him. How can life be so good?
He returned to the living room, lay on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and planned to order takeaway.

At this moment, the caller ID popped up on the screen, and it was one of his friends.

Interrupting him to order takeaway, Ling Muchuan picked it up impatiently: "Why?"

"Yo, such an aggressive tone? Who messed with you?"

Ling Muchuan rolled his eyes: "Fart fast, hurry up and order takeaway."

"How about takeaway? Where's your cooking aunt?"

Ling Muchuan said angrily, "I'm asking for leave."

"Coincidentally, brother, I was just about to ask you if you want to come out for dinner. How about it? I'll pick you up now?"

The impatience in Ling Muchuan's heart finally faded, "Go, come quickly."

After hanging up the phone, he stared at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, wondering if it was because he was too hungry, but he felt more and more sleepy, and fell asleep without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)