The Plough

The Plough

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Chapter 195 - Chapter 185 Part 2

Ling Shu had no intention of taking advantage of her and quickly let go of her. Miss You pressed against the door crack and soon saw three people running in the direction she had come from, then stopping nearby and looking around.

One wore a duckbill cap, one dressed like a dock worker, and the other like a street vendor. They had ordinary appearances and wouldn't catch anyone's eye on the street.

Miss You recognized the person wearing the duckbill cap as the one who had been following them outside the café, pointed out by Yue Dingtang earlier. He even had accomplices.

If she hadn't noticed and continued walking forward, would she have led them to their destination?

Miss You felt a wave of fear. She held her breath and waited for the three to exchange a few words before chasing forward.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and reach for the door, but Ling Shu stopped her.

"Don't move!"

Miss You looked at him suspiciously. The argument in the café just now was still fresh in her mind, and she didn't fully trust Ling Shu.

But soon, she understood why Ling Shu said that.

Because the three had returned and were back in the vicinity.

Miss You suddenly realized that they had only pretended to leave!

This time, she was patient.

The two of them waited for another half an hour.

The three people came back twice and finally felt that Miss You was nowhere to be found, so they left in disappointment.

"Are you really Old Yue's friend?" Miss You turned around and asked Ling Shu.

Ling Shu raised an eyebrow. "My surname is Ling, my name is Shu, the Shu in Tian Shu. I don't know if he mentioned me to you."

Miss You exclaimed, "So it's you!"

It seemed that he had been mentioned before.

Before Ling Shu could say anything, Miss You hurriedly said, "Mr. Ling, please don't misunderstand. Old Yue has already told me about your relationship. Between Old Yue and me, everything is clear and innocent!"

Ling Shu smiled playfully. "Instead of questioning my intentions, you clarify things with me first. Don't you think it's hard for you to understand the relationship between Old Yue and me?"

Miss You said, "How could that be? God said that all people are equal and have the right to love and be loved. Mr. Yue has told me some of the story between you two, and I was deeply moved. I also wish you both a long and happy life together."

Ling Shu replied, "I didn't even know he had a friend like you."

Miss You looked hesitant, as if she wanted to explain but couldn't find the words.

Ling Shu didn't press her further and said, "It's not safe for you to leave now. They haven't gone far, and this is my friend's private residence. He's not living here now, so you can stay here for the night. I'll have my family bring you food and supplies tonight, but I won't be able to show my face again."

Miss You hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

"Thank you so much."

When Ling Shu returned home, Yue Dingtang had not yet come back.

Ling Shu wasn't worried, so he took a shower, drank a bowl of Uncle Zhou's stewed snow pear with rock sugar, and then slept soundly.

In his dream, he was still at the old Yue manor in Shanghai, playing mahjong with Yue Dingtang, Yue Chunxiao, and Uncle Zhou.

Just when he was winning big, he was awakened by someone.

Opening his eyes, Ling Shu saw Yue Dingtang sitting by the bed.

Ling Shu sighed, "I was about to win big, and now it's all gone."

"I'll make it up to you," Yue Dingtang smiled, "but now I have to rely on you to support me. Someone who eats soft food like me doesn't seem to have the right to say that."

Ling Shu said, "I dreamt of Sister Chunxiao, I wonder how she's doing now, I miss her a little."

Yue Dingtang's smile disappeared, and he fell silent for a moment.

"I miss her too."


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