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Chapter 149 It's No Use To Pretend To Be Sick

In fact, Xiao Ling could say that she didn't need it, because she didn't spend a penny at Lan Tianlu's place, but she heard that her father paid tens of thousands of dollars at a time, which was rare, so she never refused.

Before she met Lan Tianlu, she had to go to work to subsidize her living expenses. Every time Xiao's father gave her money, she was rejected by her, because she knew that it was not easy for her father.She is no stranger to the ups and downs of her father's business, and she doesn't know how long her father's business can last profitable this time.

Dad's business has improved, and she is happy for him.

After finishing the call with Xiao's father, Xiao Ling returned to his energetic self.

The worries in her heart were also reduced by more than half. With her father's support, Xiao Ling had a backing, which gave her a lot of confidence when she didn't know how to face the Tang family.

Xiao Ling lay happily on the big bed, completely relaxed, and several calls came later.Those who are not happy to pick up are directly blacklisted and refuse to communicate. If the relationship is good, of course we will chat for a while.

It was already dinner time, and Xiao Ling's stomach was also protesting. She was about to go out to find food, when there was a knock on the closed door, and the sound of breaking the knot came in through the crack of the door.

"Miss Xiao Ling, the CEO called you to play the piano."

"Your uncle! Lawrence Lantian."

Xiao Ling jumped up from the bed, swearing at the door with her hands on her hips, she hasn't settled with him yet, and now she is calling her to play the piano, is this trying to force her to death?No money, no life.

Xiao Ling quickly got under the covers and said weakly to the door. "I don't pull it! My hands are numb and my legs are weak. I fell into the swimming pool yesterday and drowned. Now I am seriously uncomfortable."

She was lying on the bed as stiff as a dead body, pretending to be sick. Anyway, it was impossible for her to go out to play the piano.

It was quiet outside the door, so Xiao Ling exposed his face outside the bed, judged that Jiejie should leave, and told Lan Tianlu that she quit.Xiao Ling closed his eyes happily, and prepared to pretend to be sick to the end. He didn't eat dinner. If he skipped a meal, he would be fined less, which was very worthwhile.

Not long after, the door of Xiao Ling's room was opened, and Lan Tianlu personally came to arrest him.After hearing Jiejie's report, Lan Tianlu immediately came to look for Xiao Ling. Seeing Xiao Ling who was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed on the bed, he stepped forward and lifted the quilt without hesitation.

Xiao Ling opened his eyes, immediately pretended to hug himself pitifully, shrank into a ball, and continued to act and pretend to be sick.

"Young Master Lan, I'm so sick, can you return the quilt to me?" Xiao Ling's body trembled a few times, and he murmured uncomfortably with his hands covering his forehead, and his body curled up like a shrimp ball.

"Hmph." Lan Tianlu snorted coldly, not buying her at all. "It's useless to pretend to be sick, get up quickly."

He could see through Xiao Ling's acting skills at a glance. He had seen too much of this little girl's acting, and he could already tell what was true from what was false.

She still closed her eyes, not responding when she was beaten to death.

Lan Tianlu had no choice but to go forward to pick her up from the bed, and took advantage of her body to bring her to the restaurant. Xiao Ling felt the shame of the height difference again.

The violin had already been placed on the table, and it was obvious that she must play it.After Xiao Ling was picked up, she tried her best to break free from his shackles, but it was her resistance that proved that she was still in high spirits at the moment, and it would be no problem to play the piano for an hour.

"I don't want to pull it anymore, I want to go on strike." Xiao Ling pouted, playing tricks on Jia Sapo, and sat directly opposite him, refusing to beat him to death.

(End of this chapter)