bookmarkrole Chapter 3
Chapter 3
With her wife on her back, Fang Ziyue walked very steadily with every step.
The road to the finish line was long, Lingqiu fell asleep on Fang Ziyue's back in a daze, and she didn't wake up until she was placed on the recliner and covered with a thin blanket.
Lingqiu's follower captured Fang Ziyue's house with the camera, and Lingqiu's fans immediately exploded.The sliver of goodwill they had just because Fang Ziyue went back to pick up Lingqiu was also worn away because of this dirty and messy house.
The house that Fang Ziyue chose was not as big as the other two, nor was the environment as good as the other two.
The house that Lin Mingcheng and the others chose was not only clean and beautiful, it even had a big garden outside.
Look at Fang Ziyue's place again, the house is not big, and the courtyard is very desolate.In addition to the old flower beds and vegetable fields overgrown with weeds, there is a long-abandoned chicken coop under the big tree next to the courtyard wall, and the poor chicken feathers can even be blown up by the wind.
This yard looks really... could be used for a thriller.
And what left the fans speechless the most was that there was no furniture in the house except for a chair and a pot.
The camera followed Fang Ziyue into the house, until Fang Ziyue opened a vegetable storage cellar on the right side of the kitchen, and the scolding on the bullet screen was a little less.
The cellar is not small, there are wine and vegetables in it, and even some snacks stuffed in by the program group.
A lot of bullet screens brushed the program group chicken thieves. After all, such a hidden place can't be seen without looking carefully.
[So she discovered this cellar early in the morning and chose it here? ][No way, if Fang San'er had that IQ, she could have made Lin Mengyan's wedding dress back then? ][No way, no way, it won’t be only four years before someone forgets that Fang San’er is a green tea idiot who doesn’t touch the spring water, pretentious and weak? ]
[Uh... You came upstairs late, right?I admit everything else, but it’s fine if I’m too weak.This sister can now eat a carload of spinach in one meal, and there is one strange girl. ] [Second, Popeye is going to lose his job. ][What?What did I miss? ]
While a group of people were yelling, Fang Ziyue had already put on her mask, rolled up her sleeves and started tidying up Lingqiu's room.
Open the windows, sweep the floor and change the bed sheets. No one has lived in this house for about a year and a half. Fang Ziyue has only cleaned up a room, and the whole person has become dusty.
The newly put on gray trousers and half sleeves were rubbed off, and the eyebrows and hair were all gray.Even the black bracelet on her left wrist, which she never took off all the year round, was in a mess, but the room was very clean after cleaning.
The effect is good.
Looking at her achievements, Fang Ziyue smiled a little on her usual indifferent and quiet eyes, and slapped the faces of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room waiting for her to make a fool of herself.
The barrage that has been scolding Fang Ziyue in the live broadcast room has been replaced by ellipses since some time ago.
Even sporadically, there would be two or three swear words from gambling dogs, and then they would be blocked by the real estate management in seconds.
Who would have known that the No. 1 Fang Xiaosan, who wished to keep her feet off the ground, her fingers off the mud, and her princess disease, could actually clean up?
Previously, the barrage had been betting that Fang Ziyue would call the sick Lingqiu to work in the end, and even shamelessly rolled around and asked the program crew to send someone to help her.
As a result, she became a little expert at home in seconds, and gave them a full-face [-]-palm massage.
Hiss, my face hurts.
Of course, the program group also released a second task for them during this period.That is to clean up the house, and each group of guests has to prepare the first meal before 1:[-] pm, and finally the program team will check the results and decide No. [-] based on the color, smell, etc.
"The victorious team will get the priority in tomorrow's tool selection session..." The staff member in charge of reading the rules, under Fang Ziyue's death gaze, lowered his voice to the lowest level, almost turning into a mosquito humming.
There was no way, the poor staff looked nervously at Ling Ying, who was sleeping very restlessly on the recliner, and felt bitter in his heart.
His voice is really low enough, can this ancestor stop staring at him with cannibalistic eyes? !
Although I hate Fang Ziyue, a lot of "hahaha" and words from the poor staff poured out on the barrage.
Of course, there are also many people who scold Fang Ziyue for her low quality, disrespect, and shamelessness.
Fang Ziyue glanced at the live broadcast room, but didn't feel much about the words scolding her.It's just that the situation on their side may have been exposed by the viewers wandering around the live broadcast rooms.
It can be said that Lin Mingcheng and his house have nothing but clean and beautiful.
It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, Lin Mingcheng and the others either ask the program crew for ingredients, or they can only get them from them.
Of course, with the level of thieves in the program group, I'm afraid it will cost a lot to get ingredients from them.
Fang Ziyue washed the rag in her hand while calculating when the other side would come over.With Lin Mingcheng's self-esteem and good face, even if Lin Mengyan came alone to ask for ingredients, he could delay for an hour.
This hour was enough for Lingqiu to sleep until he woke up naturally.
"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the closed courtyard door.
Fang Ziyue, who came out of the shower and changed, looked at the time.After an hour and a half, it seemed that Lin Mingcheng's love for face was more serious than what she knew.
On the reclining chair in the courtyard, Ling Qiu, who had just finished taking the medicine, closed her eyes and rested her mind. She only quietly opened her eyes for a while when Fang Ziyue came out, and took a look at this person who was completely different from her impression and had changed too much.
Can four years really change a person completely?
Lingqiu didn't believe that Fang Ziyue could really get better, and she even believed that what Fang Ziyue did was just to whitewash herself.
But she did help herself, the good upbringing made Lingqiu have to say to her even if she hated Fang Ziyue: "Thanks for your hard work."
After all, it was an indisputable fact that she was sleeping when others worked hard.
Fang Ziyue's lips curled up in Lingqiu's contradictory look of unwillingness in his eyes, but he had to thank him sincerely.
After being away for many years, some of her wife's personality has not changed, she is still so cute.
"It's okay, it's easy to do." Fang Ziyue's answer sounded very casual and comfortable.
The boredom in Lingqiu's heart was relieved a little, and Fang Ziyue didn't seem to be as annoying as before.
While the two of them chatted back and forth like this, they actually forgot who knocked on the door.
Lin Mengyan looked at the bullet screen saying that Lingqiu and Fang Ziyue had no time to open the door for her because they were chatting, she could grit her teeth, and couldn't even maintain a decent smile on her face.
She was 100% sure that Fang Ziyue had deliberately left her alone, and she hated herself for betraying her back then.
Four years ago, Ziyue drugged Lin Mingcheng at Lingqiu's wedding was actually instigated by Lin Mengyan. At that time, she was still Fang Ziyue's best friend, and Fang Ziyue didn't completely break up with her until she reaped the benefits.
Thinking of Fang Ziyue's questioning of her before going abroad, Lin Mengyan laughed in her heart, there are really such stupid people who take other people's words seriously and believe whatever they say.
And at that time Fang Ziyue also said to break up with her.Heh, is she some kind of innocent primary school student?It's just so naive.
So this time when I met Fang Ziyue again on the show, even though she had changed a lot, Lin Mengyan still didn't take her seriously.
What she needed to guard against was Ling Qiu from beginning to end, her husband Lin Mingcheng's ex-fiancee, someone he couldn't let go of for a long time.
They are lovers and concubines, if Lin Mengyan hadn't used all means to catch Lin Mingcheng's good face and Ling Qiu's arrogance and pride, and cooked the raw rice early, she would not be the wife of the Lin family now.
But who would have known that after she married the man she had admired for many years, she would live in fear, because her husband still loved Ling Qiu.As she is also a woman, Lin Mengyan can be sure that Lingqiu is also interested in Lin Mingcheng.
But fortunately, Lingqiu has a high moral standard. She doesn't want a third party to interfere and become a person who destroys other people's marriages, so she suppresses her emotions and keeps a distance from Lin Mingcheng.
But with dry wood and fire, one spark can ignite a big fire, Lin Mengyan had to guard against it.
This time she knocked on the door much harder, causing Ling Qiu, who was unresponsive to a cold, to look at the door.
Tsk, the relatively harmonious atmosphere that was finally created was broken, and Fang Ziyue went to open the door impatiently.
"Zi Yue, do you need help here?" As soon as the door was opened, Lin Mengyan smiled and looked towards Fang Ziyue's yard.
It's desolate, huh~ this is really miserable.
Of course, Fang Ziyue would not ignore the gloating and calculating in Lin Mengyan's eyes.
She held the door with one hand, her tall body blocked the door as if she didn't want Lin Mengyan to come in.
She said in a flat tone: "It's a pity that you came late, we have already packed up here, and we don't need help from outsiders."
Previously, Fang Ziyue thought that Lin Mingcheng was saving face, so after a long period of mental preparation, she let Lin Mengyan come out to ask them for something.
But now it seems that Lin Mengyan came so late because she was afraid that they hadn't cleaned up and really needed her help.
"Really?" Lin Mengyan clapped her hands in annoyance when she heard the words, and explained: "Because I was injured, I can only leave the cleaning of the room to Brother Cheng alone."
Lin Mengyan smiled sweetly, showing off casually: "Fortunately, brother Cheng is here, otherwise I really don't know how I, a wounded person, can complete the task?"
"But Brother Cheng took a long time to clean up by himself, so I came late, Ziyue, you don't blame me, do you?" Fang Ziyue put on a show and didn't know good from bad.
On the bullet screen, many people scolded Fang Ziyue for being shameless and unqualified to accept Lin Mengyan's apology. There were even some radical remarks that made Fang Ziyue kneel down and kowtow to Lin Mengyan to apologize after singing.
Fang Ziyue, who was scolded bloody, leaned against the door. After watching Lin Mengyan's performance for free, she asked indifferently: "I don't want to hear about irrelevant things. I'm just curious that you are injured and can't move and can't help you, Brother Haocheng. But can you come to our house to help me clean up?"
Fang Ziyue raised her eyebrows and smiled inexplicably.
Although the phrase "pretending to be good" was not uttered, everyone guessed it.
Lin Mengyan's long, pointed nails dug into her palms, and the direction of the barrage in the live broadcast room also reversed.
Those Lin Mingcheng's Du Wei even took advantage of Fang Ziyue's words and began to scold Lin Mengyan.
And the disgusting Lingqiu, who was being buttoned by Lin Mengyan's hats one after another on the recliner, suddenly looked more pleasing to Fang Ziyue's eyes.
It's good to be able to speak well.