Tang Yue let out a long sigh: "What else can I do? Anyway, I didn't agree. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and they won't come to snatch it. I will solve it and try not to cause you any trouble."

Tang Yue was a little tired, so she got up and went back to her room to rest without saying anything else to Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi watched her enter the room, thoughtfully, walked to the study room with his cell phone, and dialed Zhao Yang's number.

"Zhao Yang, go do something for me..."

When Cheng Yi returned to the room, Tang Yue had already fallen asleep. Listening to the shallow breathing in the room, Cheng Yi's heart suddenly calmed down. Standing by the bed, he looked at Tang Yue for a long time.

She can definitely talk to herself about the matter. Don’t women like to ask men for help at this time?

But she didn't mention a word, she just liked to carry everything by herself. Do you really think she is a superwoman?

But Tang Yue was like this, which actually made Cheng Yi feel a little distressed.

He was startled by his own thoughts. Was he feeling sorry for Tang Yue?

They have an ordinary cooperative relationship. How could I have such an idea?

Cheng Yi didn't think deeply. It took a long time for his disturbed heart to slowly calm down. He actually felt sorry for Tang Yue. What did this mean?

In the next few days, Tang Yue kept waiting for Zhong Wanjun to come to her. There was really nothing she could do, her mother would definitely come to her.

However, she never showed up. Life went on as usual, as if the debt had never happened. Zhong Wanjun never contacted Tang Yue. The more Tang Yue thought about it, the more strange it became.

Could it be that something happened to my mother at home?

Could it be that those debt collectors came again and did something to my mother?

The more Tang Yue thought about it, the more scared she became, so she hurried back during her lunch break. Panting all the way, she opened the door and felt relieved when she heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen.

"Who's back?"

Tang Yue put down the key, her mood was indescribably complicated, and she didn't want her mother to know that she had been worried about her these past few days, so she could only pretend as if nothing had happened.

"Mom, it's me."

Zhong Wanjun's voice came from the kitchen: "It's Tang Yue! Why are you back now? Have you eaten? Lunch will be ready soon. You can wait outside."

There were no Wu De's shoes at the door, so he probably hadn't come back. She looked at the house, it was neat and clean, and it didn't look like it had been through a storm. She went all the way to the kitchen to help, and when Zhong Wanjun saw her coming in, she started mumbling.

"You kid, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back for dinner? What if I wasn't at home? I might have left the stall at noon, and sometimes, I might not have cooked so much food, so wouldn't you have been empty?

"

Tang Yue laughed: "It's okay. Mom, I just came over to see you. Are you alone?"

"I'm not the only one! How dare you, Uncle Wu, come back at this time?"

Zhong Wanjun glanced at her and didn't want to mention those unpleasant things anymore, so she immediately changed the topic.

"You have a good taste. This is your favorite food. Semi-dried beans and green peppers. You could eat several bowls of it before."

Tang Yue smiled, took a sip without being polite, and gave a thumbs up: "This is the taste. It seems that I am going to gain weight again."

"Wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Neither mother nor daughter mentioned those unpleasant things, and they finished their lunch happily. Tang Yue was happy and even had an extra bowl of rice.

After the meal, Tang Yue pulled Zhong Wanjun and sat down.

"Mom, you weren't angry with me that day in the hospital, were you? You haven't given me any news in the past few days. I was worried about you, afraid that something might happen to you."


Chapter completed!