Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Chapter 262 Apocalypse 27

As soon as the cold words left his mouth, Qi Ruiguang regretted them, wishing he could tape them shut.

But just now, for no reason, I felt a surge of anger, and my mouth wouldn't obey my commands.

That's pretty much how life is.

God felt life needed some excitement, so He created some unexpected twists and turns. To give us dramatic highs and lows, and more choices.

Qi Ruiguang hung his head in frustration.

The air felt chilly, like the chill of the night, penetrating to the bone.

"Guest, your food has arrived."

A sudden sound broke the tranquility as a waiter pushed a food cart, placing plates of exquisite dishes on the table.

The aroma of food wafts through the nose, enticing the taste buds.

The two remained silent, speechless.

Qin Ruiguang didn't know how to start the conversation, while Mu Lingxi didn't want to.

The waiter pretended not to see anything, quickly served the food, and then hurriedly left.

He didn't even glance at her.

It's better to avoid trouble, especially since not everyone has the intellectual capacity to satisfy excessive curiosity. The real world isn't a novel; it doesn't have that much melodrama.

Humans are often as cold as ice, impossible to warm up.

The waitress gently closed the door, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with pleasure.

It's more fun at night.

"Sister Juanjuan, you've lost weight again! Unlike me, I gain weight even from drinking water. I'm so envious!"

"That tiny waist, you could wrap your hand around it. No wonder men love girls with slender waists, it must feel so comfortable to hold them."

Qi Lejuan suppressed the slightly wicked smile on her lips, tilted her head slightly, and pinched the little girl who had suddenly approached from behind.

A round little face, with a feigned troubled look in her eyes.

Cute and cute, no brains.

"Isn't it nice to be chubby?" You have no idea how much I love it.

Qi Lejuan pinched the little round face on her hand again.

It feels really good.

Soft and fluffy, silly-looking, and chubby and white.

Two footsteps faded into the distance along with the intermittent words.

While the dishes were being served, Qi Ruiguang finally managed to organize his thoughts.

"Mu Qing..."

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

He was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qi Ruiguang is panicking right now. Don't do this, I'm scared! Don't ignore me.

We've talked before over meals, so why is it suddenly not working now?

"I……"

Mu Lingxi raised her head, looking at him with clear, bright eyes, taking in all his words.

Qi Ruiguang mumbled something and shut his mouth, then picked up his chopsticks and began to eat without tasting anything.

The two sat together quietly, a rare sight, their former harmony gone.

Qi Ruiguang inwardly banged his head in frustration, observing the person opposite him. He watched her eat slowly and deliberately, her expressionless face, and how she put down her chopsticks. Just a second before she looked up, he lowered his eyes and ate his food like a snail.

Is it that you don't care? And you're also very angry.

I felt conflicted and wanted to punch myself twice.

She wasn't in the wrong, shouldn't she be angry?

I also felt it was pretentious, like someone with a mental illness.

I've become someone I don't recognize.

When I came to my senses, I didn't know how much time had passed, but the gaze from the other side never left me.

Is he angry? His earlier courage has vanished. Qi Ruiguang rummaged through his rice bowl, as if food was all he saw.

Time becomes agonizing in moments of lucidity.

The footsteps echoed back and forth at the door five times, with the fourth round being particularly noisy and crowded. They must have been drinking, because they were slurring their words.

Qi Ruiguang ate faster and faster, his stomach was already full and round. He wanted to secretly loosen his belt, but he didn't dare, feeling like there was nowhere to hide.

He finally stopped what he was doing, but still didn't dare to look up.

Mu Lingxi had already thought it through.

Being free and unburdened, all alone, is quite nice.

There's no need to worry about anyone, nor to consider what your departure or stay will bring to those around you, or what you'll take away.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Um"

"Let's go."

Qi Ruiguang remained seated, and when Mu Lingxi approached, he grabbed her sleeve tightly, pleading, "Don't leave me, okay?"

The voice was pitiful, and the person didn't dare to lift their head.

Suddenly, I became humble.

Mu Lingxi always thought of herself as cold-blooded, someone who would stick to a decision once she made it.

But looking at her drooping head, she suddenly felt lost.

She was soft-hearted and decided to stay with him, yet she also thought she was being kind and wanted to break up with him.

The reason was simply an unpleasant remark.

Compared to the other party's arduous journey across mountains and rivers, it was almost a humble obsession.

It's just a sentence, it doesn't seem like much at all.

It was just a sentence; he chose to abandon it.

It seems a bit cold-blooded.

Mu Lingxi reached out and grasped the hand that was pulling her, and that hand inexplicably began to tremble.

"Let's go back." The voice was reassuring, and the calm tone seemed to be a compromise.

The trembling stopped, and Qi Ruiguang looked at the girl next to him in disbelief.

Has she been forgiven?

After saying such outrageous things, how could she be forgiven?

Qi Ruiguang was immediately overjoyed, his hand tightening slightly before loosening again.

"sorry"

"Um"

Mu Lingqi led the person, like an adult leading a child, all the way back to the room.

Despite his tall stature, Qi Ruiguang showed no discomfort whatsoever while being led around like this.

The clouds parted to reveal the sun, and I was filled with joy.

No one else noticed.

……

The lights were dazzling, but the stars were nowhere to be seen in the night sky.

A figure swiped a card and entered 7531.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of footsteps. The living room lights were off, but the bathroom door was open, letting in a faint light.

The visitor turned on the living room lights with an air of nonchalance, acting as if he were the host, and casually opened the computer on the table.

Surprisingly, the computer wasn't encrypted, so I can take it back and use it myself later, saving me the cost of secondary processing.

"Damn rich people, their audacity is enviable." Qi Lejuan applied a little force with her hand, and the computer closed with a slight sound.

Qi Lejuan gently brushed it away, feeling a pang of heartache.

"Luckily it wasn't broken. Such a good computer, it would be impossible to repair even a little bit if it were broken." I've never even heard of such a good computer, let alone gotten it repaired. The cost of repairing it would probably be enough to buy another one, it's not worth it.

As for not having heard of it, could it be a no-name brand?

Look at its sleek appearance, intelligent features, and smooth operation. Can a no-name brand really afford this kind of prestige?

She's just poor, not brainless.

"It's time to go see my distinguished guest."

Qi Lejuan patted the sofa she sat on and cursed under her breath once again for being such a rich person, staying in a hotel and bringing her own sofa, how extravagant!

I stood up and walked towards the master bedroom, suddenly feeling a little excited.

"Click"

It wasn't the sound of Qi Lejuan opening the door; the living room window was open.

It's open from the outside...

This isn't the 1st or 2nd floor, this is the 75th floor!

Someone opened the window on the 75th floor as easily as opening a window on flat ground.

A pair of white sneakers landed lightly on the white floor.

It was very light yet very heavy, instantly freezing Qi Lejuan in place.

The curtains were drawn back, and their eyes met; it was someone they knew.