I'm not a drama god

early morning.

Chen Ling slowly opened her eyes.

The bright sunshine poured in from the window, adding a bit of warmth to the originally depressing and dull room. The glass-colored windows were as bright as gemstones, and the white feather pen on the table sparkled in the sunlight...

Chen Ling lay on the bed, looking around, feeling as if she was in another world.

"It's already nine o'clock..."

Chen Ling muttered to himself, rubbed his tired temples, and then got up from the bed.

After washing his face with cool water, Chen Ling finally sobered up a little. He put on his theatrical robe casually. At the same time, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Tuk Tuk——

As Chen Ling opened the door, a maid stood respectfully at the door.

"Mr. Chen." The maid's voice was gentle and light, "Your breakfast is ready."

"Got it." Chen Ling was about to close the door, but after hesitating for a moment, she added, "What's for breakfast today?"

"It's noodles, sir. I've prepared five bowls of noodles for you."

"it is good."

Chen Ling packed up briefly and followed the maid to the restaurant.

The church didn't look big from the outside, but it had everything you could need inside. Chen Ling walked to the restaurant, and saw a dozen dining tables. Perhaps because it was too late, there were not many people in the restaurant. There was only a figure in linen clothes sitting alone at an empty table.

"I thought you would want to get as far away from here as possible, but I didn't expect you would have time to come and have breakfast."

Chen Ling naturally sat down opposite him.

Ying Fu did not answer, but just stared at Chen Ling for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"I have nothing to do, so I came over to eat something."

"You don't look like the kind of person who would go to church just for food." Chen Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

Before Chen Ling finished speaking, the maids beside him came over one by one with bowls of noodles. Five bowls of noodles were placed in front of him in a row. All of them were large in size and looked quite spectacular.

Seeing this, Ying Fu turned to look at the maid with an expressionless face.

"Give me a bowl too, just the same as his."

"Ok."

The maid turned around and went to prepare.

"Did you come here specially to wait for me?" Chen Ling asked in surprise.

Ying Fu had clearly arrived earlier than him, but he did not order any food. Instead, he waited until he sat down before ordering noodles for him... This was very intriguing.

Ying Fu still didn't answer, but calmly changed the subject, "How did you sleep last night?"

"good."

Chen Ling's eyes fell on the bowls of noodles in front of him. Seeing a few corianders floating on top, he frowned slightly and picked them out little by little with chopsticks and placed them on the table.

When Ying Fu saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly...

"You came here just to ask me this?" Chen Ling asked while picking at him.

"In the Didao Ancient Treasure, why did you come to kill me the first time you saw me?" Ying Fu repeated the question from last night.

"The Imperial Path Ancient Treasure..."

Chen Ling frowned slightly, as if trying to think about something, "Have we been there before?"

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly fell into dead silence.

Ying Fu said expressionlessly, "Oh? Then where did we meet?"

"Where did you meet? Which time did you say?"

"the first time."

"At Xiaoyu's funeral." Chen Ling gave the answer without much hesitation, "If it weren't for you, I might have jumped into the river and committed suicide... You found me, pulled me out of the water, and then carried me to Xiaoyu's grave, and made me swear to live well for him..."

Chen Ling shrugged her shoulders. "To be honest, I was really annoyed with you at that time. Not only did you have a bad temper, but you also didn't like to talk. You always had a sullen face and didn't say a word no matter what you did. If you didn't know, you would think I owed you a lot of money."

Ying Fu stared into his eyes.

"…Why are you looking at me?"

"Chen Ling." Ying Fu hesitated for a long time before asking, "What is my name?"

"Ying Fu." Chen Ling answered as a matter of course, "What's wrong with you today? You seem so mysterious."

Ying Fu said nothing.

After a while,

The maid beside him respectfully brought a bowl of noodles to Yingfu:

"Your face."

"…Give it to him." Ying Fu stood up expressionlessly, and took one last look at Chen Ling, seeming a little disappointed. "Let him eat more to nourish his brain."

"?" Chen Ling asked in astonishment, "Yingfu, you don't want to eat anymore?"

"I'm not hungry."

Ying Fu walked out without looking back.

The maid held the bowl of noodles, at a loss for a moment...Finally, she looked at Chen Ling.

"……Neuropathy."

Chen Ling snorted coldly, "Give me this bowl of noodles too, I want to eat with you."

As the sixth bowl of noodles was brought to Chen Ling, he used the chopsticks in his hand to pick out the coriander bit by bit, and then slowly put the chopsticks down...

He glanced at Ying Fu's departing back and stood up from his seat.

Then he held the bowl with both hands and guzzled the food like a wild beast. The soup flowed down the corners of his mouth. He finished the large portion of noodles in just a few seconds.

boom--!

Under the stunned gazes of the maids, he slammed an empty bowl heavily on the table, then picked up another bowl and continued to pour tons of liquid into his mouth...

After a while, the six bowls of noodles were empty.

"Take it."

Chen Ling wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth with the sleeve of her costume and walked out without looking back.

As soon as he walked into the aisle, he saw a figure walking towards him. It was the Thief Saint Chi Tong...

Chi Tong seemed to be planning to go eat, but when he bumped into Chen Ling, his body shook involuntarily, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"What are you doing?" Chen Ling looked at him in confusion and touched his cheek. "Is there noodles on my face?"

"..."

Chi Tong looked at Chen Ling, who had no murderous intent in front of him, and calmed down a little. Then he looked at him carefully for a few times and asked tentatively:

"What are you going to do?"

"What to do?" Chen Ling thought for a moment, "I don't know... maybe I'll go back to tidy up the house and take a nap. If I have time in the afternoon, I'd like to try to write another opinion letter."

"Letter of opinion? What letter of opinion?"

"It's still a letter of opinion on cancelling the 18-hour mandatory work policy in all regions." Chen Ling said firmly, "I will write letters every day if you don't cancel this policy. Even if you put me under house arrest here, I will still write... I want to speak for all the residents of the Wuji Realm."

Chi Tong's gaze towards Chen Ling gradually changed, from vigilance at the beginning, to doubt later, and now a smile appeared in his eyes...

"Oh, so that's how it is." Chi Tong said with a smile, "Then go and get busy."

"So, when can I leave?"

"This... the king has the final say."

"When can I see the king?"

"When the time comes, he will find you."

Chi Tong waved his hand, no longer caring about Chen Ling, and turned around and walked into the restaurant.

Chen Ling stood at the door, sighed helplessly, and walked towards her room somewhat dejectedly...