My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng didn't react at all.

He was scolded all over his face.

Seeing Zhao Zhuwei running out the door, when Yang Feng was about to catch up and explain, his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

"I... I am wronged!"

Yang Feng grimaced.

He finally understood what Zhao Zhuwei meant.

If he really had anything to do with Lin Xue, that would be it.

But he just worked diligently at home to earn money for an afternoon, and his chest was pressed against his back from exhaustion, and his body was still weak.

Why do working people who work so hard have to bear this big blame?

"At least help me make a meal!"

Yang Feng screamed at the door.

But Zhao Zhuwei had already slammed the door and entered her home.

Yang Feng was so depressed that he could only get up from the ground and order a takeaway.

If he could read his face, Yang Feng would definitely see if he looked darker today.

He sat on the sofa, waiting for the takeaway to arrive.

However, after waiting for a long time, he found that the takeaway was not delivered.

It wasn't until an hour later that Yang Feng saw that the rider actually ordered delivery.

"Oh shit."

Yang Feng suddenly became angry.

I called and asked.

The rider also looked confused at this time and said: "My takeaway has been delivered. Don't you live in Building B, 502? It was delivered by a beautiful girl."

"I see."

Yang Feng hung up the phone.

Damn it, my takeaway was intercepted!

The takeaway thief turned out to be Zhao Zhuwei from next door?

This girl is going to kill herself.

Fortunately, Yang Feng felt that he had relaxed a little at this time, and walked step by step to the door of Zhao Zhuwei's house.

Knocked on the door.

There were footsteps inside, but no one opened the door.

"Zhao Zhuwei! Give me back my takeout! The female thief who stole the takeout! I will starve to death in front of your house!"

Yang Feng shouted loudly.

Zhao Zhuwei was still hiding behind the door. When she heard this, she quickly opened the door and said dissatisfied: "You know how to make noise, there are so many neighbors."

"Who asked you to cut off my takeaway food?"

"Who asked you...that or something."

Zhao Zhuwei turned her head.

"What did I do! I just did some exercise at home in the afternoon, so..."

"You said it!"

"I...yes, you let me eat first, and then I can slowly explain it to you, okay?"

Yang Feng felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to escape.

Seeing his weak appearance, Zhao Zhuwei's face turned slightly pale.

"Hmph, come in first."

Zhao Zhuwei snorted coldly and asked Yang Feng to go home first.

This was the first time Yang Feng entered Zhao Zhuwei's home after the furniture was put away.

The decoration of the home is very warm, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and there is still a little moonlight shining in from outside.

Yang Feng entered the door little by little and sat on the sofa.

Zhao Zhuwei looked at his trembling legs.

I took out food from the refrigerator and made him an egg fried rice, and saw Yang Feng eating it in a hurry.

Yang Feng's complexion indeed improved a lot, turning from the previous pale color to rosy.

Zhao Zhuwei seemed to realize at this time that she might have misunderstood Yang Feng.

If you really did that, you wouldn't be so pale, right?

"Can I have another bowl?"

Yang Feng asked pitifully.

"You haven't eaten enough yet, so I still have bread and milk in the refrigerator."

Zhao Zhuwei brought Yang Feng food again.

After watching him finish eating, he sat next to him and asked suspiciously: "What did you do in the afternoon? How could it be like this?"

"Of course I exercised at home, but I happened to have low blood sugar and just collapsed. What can I do!"

Yang Feng almost cried.

Seeing his bitter expression, Zhao Zhuwei couldn't help but smile. She narrowed her eyes into a crescent shape and said, "Then you really didn't have anything to do with that person named Lin Xue. What happened?"

"It only took her more than 20 minutes to get in."

"Ok?"

"Ah, do I look like that person who only has more than 20 minutes?!"

Yang Feng straightened up immediately, but another pain came immediately, causing him to bend down quickly.

Zhao Zhuwei finally became happy, stood up and said, "Humph, I'm sorry you don't dare."

She looked proud and seemed relieved.

Yang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and said speechlessly: "I said, what do you think about every day? Can we do something healthy? If we continue talking like this, the TV stations will almost be unable to broadcast it."

"Ah, bah, bah, don't say any more!"

Zhao Zhuwei started to cheat again and said, "I'll help you cook. Are you full just now?"

"Half full."

"Then I'll cook you some noodles."

Zhao Zhuwei walked towards the kitchen.

But as soon as she entered the kitchen, she heard a knock at the door.

"Sister Wei, I'm here to see you."

Chen Jiyue's voice came from the door.

Yang Feng held his waist again and walked towards the door step by step.

When he opened the door, Chen Jiyue was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Feng.

Then I saw his weird appearance again.

Chen Jiyue tentatively glanced inside and asked, "Sister Wei...are you at home?"

"He's in the kitchen. He said he wanted to get me something to eat."

Yang Feng limped back toward home.

Chen Jiyue looked at Yang Feng and then at Zhao Zhuwei who came out of the kitchen.

"Hey, Xiaoyue, are you here too? Have you eaten yet?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked.

Chen Jiyue shook her head repeatedly and said, "Sister Wei, you know how to make fried rice and noodles with an egg, but I won't eat them."

"Don't talk nonsense, I can even fry eggs recently."

"I know~"

Chen Jiyue looked worried.

Yang Feng was very sensible and said: "Then you two chat first, and I will take it home directly to eat and go to bed."

With that said, Yang Feng walked out with his face in his hands.

After Zhao Zhuwei sent him away, she turned around and realized that Chen Jiyue had been looking at her there.

"How are you?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked strangely.

Chen Jiyue looked at her with his big eyes, and finally asked: "Sister Wei, were you two at home just now?"

"Well, I thought he was pitiful, so I let him have a meal at home."

"Sister Wei, how come your progress is so fast?"

"What?"

Zhao Zhuwei was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant, and her face suddenly turned red.

……

Yang Feng didn't know that Zhao Zhuwei also enjoyed the same treatment as himself.

After he had eaten and drank enough, he simply didn't take a shower today.

He just lay on the bed and fell asleep.

I slept until about ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

When Yang Feng woke up, the phone had rang more than a dozen times, some of which were from Han Yunfu.

There was also a message that Lin Xue sent to herself.

Only then did Yang Feng wake up, quickly got up, took a shower, changed clothes, and left home in a hurry.

I'm going to the treasure appraisal conference today.

Yang Feng also wanted to see if he could buy anything valuable today.