The woman looked at Ling Miao suspiciously and said with some disgust, "Really?"
"Ha." Ling Miao laughed sarcastically. The woman asked him if he had a cold, but she wasn't caring about him. She was just afraid that Ling Miao would spread the cold to her.
The woman asked again: "Why are you back?"
"This is my home. I can come back whenever I want. Do you care?" Ling Miao sneered, then threw away the chopsticks and bowl, leaving a cold and arrogant figure behind.
"Bang -" the sound of the door being slammed.
"Ling Miao, do you still know that this is your home? You can come when you want and leave when you want. I think you think this is a hotel!" The woman yelled at Ling Miao's closed door, "I see you, I guess you came back because you couldn't live outside and you were too embarrassed to ask your dad for help! I found a job for you and asked you to go to work, but you didn't like this or that, but now it's better... "
"Have you said enough?" Ling Miao opened the door and roared at the woman, "If you've said enough, I'll eat your food. Damn it, I can't even shut your mouth when I eat. How big is your mouth? Oh, that's right. You have a big appetite." Ling Miao looked at the woman as if pointing something out, then picked up her things and prepared to go out.
"Ling Miao, if you go out, don't come back again!" the woman threatened.
Ling Miao retracted his hand on the doorknob, not because he was afraid of anything, but because he knew very well that if the woman said she wouldn't let him in, he would never be able to get in.
The woman looked at Ling Miao proudly. Ling Miao's deflated look made her feel happy. She sneered and said, "You should go, you should go!"
Ling Miao glared at the woman, turned around and walked towards the bedroom with the computer on his back. When he passed by the woman, he said calmly: "I won't go out here yet."
The woman was originally stimulating Ling Miao. The provoking method is the most commonly used method for women to deal with Ling Miao. It has been tried and tested repeatedly. She thought it would be effective this time, but the fact was the opposite.
"Ling Miao, you are already twenty-three years old, but you still have the nerve to live and eat at your father's house, and you are not afraid of the neighbors making fun of you!" The woman used another trick.
Ling Miao said nonchalantly: "They can laugh if they want. Besides, how do you know I don't make any money?"
The woman watched Ling Miao disappear in front of her eyes, and she stamped her feet angrily. A few minutes later, Ling Miao walked out with a plastic bag. He put the plastic bag in the woman's hand and said coldly: "This is two thousand four. I pay three hundred yuan per month for water, electricity, and gas." And Internet fees. Of course, food expenses are also included.”
The woman took the money, and for a moment, she said dissatisfiedly: "Three hundred yuan a month, the current price, besides, where is the rent?"
"Rent?" Ling Miao thought it was ridiculous, "You may not know, but my and my father's names are written on the property certificate."
Ling Miao looked at the woman's petrified expression and felt indescribably happy. It seemed that the impact of Tang Xuan's suicide on him had disappeared.
This woman is Ling Miao's stepmother Hu Yueyuan. After Ling Miao's biological mother passed away last year, Hu Yueyuan entered the Ling family not long after. Ling Miao couldn't help but suspect that Hu Yueyuan and his father got together before his mother died. By the way, Hu Yueyuan was two years older than Ling Miao. She was a colleague of Ling's father before getting married, and she became a full-time wife after getting married.
Oh, I forgot to mention one thing. The job they found for Ling Miao was what Hu Yueyuan did before.
The relationship between Hu Yueyuan and Ling Miao... It has been seen above that they are simply incompatible.
"Ling Miao!" Hu Yueyuan shouted Ling Miao's name through gritted teeth.
Ling Miao put on his headphones and turned up the computer volume to the maximum, hoping that the soothing music could calm his mind.
After leaving the home he shared with Su Yuyang, Ling Miao didn't know where to go for a while - Ling Miao was worried that Su Yuyang would call the police, so he didn't dare to stay in a hotel or go to an Internet cafe. Ling Miao dragged his suitcase and walked aimlessly for two hours. Unknowingly, he arrived at the light rail station.
"It seems that we have no choice but to go home." Ling Miao said with a bitter smile. In fact, he didn't feel that it was his home: his mother was gone and his father was away on business for a long time. If that place still has anything to do with him, it's probably because his name is on the property deed.
Before entering the station, Ling Miao went to the bank to withdraw money, and then took the first train back home.
As Ling Miao expected, only that woman was at home. The woman was awakened from her drowsiness and naturally had a bad temper towards Ling Miao, so she started to quarrel with Ling Miao as soon as Ling Miao entered the door.
Ling Miao ignored Hu Yueyuan's presence, put the things in the dusty bedroom and started cleaning. Hu Yueyuan cursed a few times angrily and went back to the bedroom to catch up on her sleep.
While eating breakfast, the conflict between the two finally broke out.
Hu Yueyuan was still cursing in the living room. Ling Miao had turned up the volume to the maximum, but it still couldn't cover up Hu Yueyuan's voice. He simply turned off the music and opened the novel.
Ling Miao habitually clicked on "Nine Heavens of Killing" and found that the update date of "Nine Days of Killing" stayed at yesterday morning, and the chapter name was "Application for Leave".
Ling Miao didn't dare to read the content, but his hand accidentally touched the touch pad and the chapter opened.
"Shu Yang's lover is ill and may stop reading for a while. I hope everyone can understand." The signature is "Mu Yu, Shu Yang's editor-in-chief."
"As expected!" Ling Miao stroked the words "Shu Yang's lover", feeling moved and guilty at the same time.
Su Yuyang still insisted on typing even if his claws were burned, but when he was sick, Su Yuyang took care of himself more often... Su Yuyang put him in a more important position than himself, but he...
For some reason, Ling Miao thought of Tang Xuan again - it seemed that Tang Xuan and Su Yuyang were already tied together. As soon as Ling Miao thought of Su Yuyang, Tang Xuan appeared.
"Tang Xuan, your goal has been achieved." Ling Miao covered his heart. The pain was like a tide, washing over his heart one after another.
Ling Miao's cell phone was left with Su Yuyang. Now he doesn't dare to go to Weibo, QQ, forums, or even log in to the novel website account, let alone post chapters.
"Su Yuyang, can I still have the courage to face you?" Ling Miao asked himself.
All morning, Ling Miao had been refreshing the pages of "Killing the Nine Heavens" and Su Yuyang's Weibo homepage - he registered a small account and quietly followed Su Yuyang - but Su Yuyang's Weibo had not been updated in the past two weeks.
"Su Yuyang, are you okay now?" Ling Miao asked himself.
Cutting the tab to the "Killing" page again, Ling Miao pressed F5 with great hope. As if by a miracle, "Killing" has been updated with an updated chapter! Because it is a VIP chapter, Ling Miao can't watch it without logging in, but this proves Su Yuyang's current state from the side - Su Yuyang's current state is not bad.
"Su Yuyang, you have to update every day, and you want me to know that you are fine." Ling Miao looked at the title of the latest chapter with satisfaction, and suddenly his eyes froze.