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Chapter 150 Wash your feet

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    After dinner, the three of them worked overtime to clean up the store together. Liu Mingyang was working, temporarily forgetting the unhappiness between himself and Pei Jiayuan, and he felt much more relaxed. The three of them were talking and laughing while working.

    Liu Mingyang didn't notice that in a dark shadow not far from the door, a car was parked there.

    A woman was sitting in a car, looking into the store.

    Pei Jiayuan.

    She knew that what she said yesterday was too hurtful, otherwise Liu Mingyang would not have left angrily.

    So Pei Jiayuan thought about asking Liu Mingyang out, apologizing to him, and asking him to go back to work at Huiyuan Construction.

    Now in Huiyuan Construction, Liu Mingyang's status is very important. Pei Jiayuan didn't feel it when he was there, but she noticed it just one day after Liu Mingyang left. Because Liu Mingyang was absent, she didn't have to worry about things that were left to him before.  They all came to their own place, and Pei Jiayuan was extremely busy at the end of the day.

    This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that when Qingqing went home and saw Liu Mingyang, she pestered Pei Jiayuan and insisted on asking Liu Mingyang why he didn't go home.

    Of course, there are more important reasons, but Pei Jiayuan is unwilling to admit it.

    But when she drove to the front of the store and was about to get off the car, she saw Liu Mingyang and Cheng Mengmeng together, talking and laughing, looking happy.

    Pei Jiayuan's hand that wanted to open the car door slowly lowered it.

    Why did I come to Liu Mingyang? I finally made up my mind to let Liu Mingyang leave. But what does it mean to come to Liu Mingyang now?

    She thought of Mother Liu's words and sighed leisurely. It was really impossible for her and Liu Mingyang. Maybe Cheng Mengmeng was his best other half.

    Although Pei Jiayuan understood these principles, seeing Liu Mingyang and Cheng Mengmeng stay together, her heart felt as uncomfortable as a knife.

    She shook her head vigorously, started the car, and drove forward.

    "Mom, I saw Dad, why didn't you call him, or let me go down and I'll go play with Dad." Qingqing shouted hurriedly from behind.

    "Qingqing, be obedient, dad is busy, let's not disturb him, okay?" Pei Jiayuan quickly advised.

    Qingqing glanced at Pei Jiayuan and said nothing. She turned her head and lay on the car window, looking in the direction of Liu Mingyang, with tears streaming down her face.

    Pei Jiayuan saw Qingqing crying in the rearview mirror, and her heart suddenly broke.

    Due to the stumbling block between herself and Liu Mingyang, Liu Mingyang rarely went back to accompany Qingqing during this period. Pei Jiayuan obviously found that Qingqing became a lot more depressed and silent during this period. When she saw herself, she no longer said no.  stop.

    She is such a young child, and sometimes she is lost in thought while holding her mobile phone, because there is a photo of Liu Mingyang on the screen of the mobile phone.

    Thinking of this, Pei Jiayuan's heart was as painful as a knife. She could endure anything, but she was really reluctant to let Qingqing get hurt, but the result was exactly what she didn't want to see.

    At that moment, her heart, which had become hard, slowly became softer.

    ¡°Did I make the wrong decision by rejecting Liu Mingyang?

    But if you don¡¯t refuse, what can you do?

    As she thought about it, Pei Jiayuan's tears slowly flowed out, down her pretty face, into her neck, and then into her heart.

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    Liu Mingyang, who was busy until ten o'clock, didn't know that Pei Jiayuan was sad. He was exhausted.

    There is a saying that goes well, physical labor can occupy your mind and make you forget your worries and sorrows.

    Liu Mingyang, who was too tired to breathe, leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

    Looking at Liu Mingyang who was exhausted, Cheng Mengmeng felt heartbroken. She took off Liu Mingyang's shoes and was about to put his feet on the sofa to make Liu Mingyang sleep more comfortably. However, as soon as she took off her shoes, she felt a strong smell.  The smell of stinky bean paste fills the entire space.

    Cheng Mengmeng frowned so hard.

    I haven¡¯t washed my feet in a few days.

    Cheng Mengmeng thought for a while, then turned to the kitchen, brought a basin of warm water, and placed it in front of Liu Mingyang.

    When she reached out to grab Liu Mingyang's feet, her pretty face blushed and she retracted her hand.

    Later, she gritted her teeth, pulled Liu Mingyang's feet over, put them into the basin, and started to wash Liu Mingyang's feet with a red face.

    Liu Mingyang is thisHe hadn't slept well all day and was so sleepy that Cheng Mengmeng washed his feet but he didn't even wake up.

    Cheng Mengmeng rubbed Liu Mingyang's feet with her hands. Looking at his determined face, Cheng Mengmeng's pretty face suddenly turned red.

    The dam built in her heart suddenly collapsed.

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    The next morning, when Liu Mingyang opened his eyes, he immediately shouted, "Hey, who washed my feet? Why are you so unconscious?"

    Cheng Mengmeng, who was busy in the kitchen, was so angry that she almost lost her breath when she heard this. She shouted to Liu Mingyang, "Liu Mingyang, if you don't wash your feet before going to bed at night, get out of here. Do you know that you are almost there?"  Smoke people to death.¡±

    Liu Mingyang chuckled, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

    "Come on, you are used to it, but I am not." Cheng Mengmeng glared at Liu Mingyang.

    "Okay, I will definitely wash my feet in the future. But thank you for washing my feet last night." Liu Mingyang said, reaching out to pinch the steamed buns that Cheng Mengmeng had just fried, but Cheng Mengmeng opened them with his hands.

    "Wash your hands."

    Liu Mingyang grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then turned and went to the bathroom, shouting, "Well, Mengmeng, the bun tastes good."

    After hearing Liu Mingyang¡¯s words, a sweet smile appeared on Cheng Mengmeng¡¯s cute face.

    She suddenly felt that it was worth getting up at five o'clock and working hard to make steamed buns.

    The two of them finished their meal and quickly arrived at the luxury paradise.

    When the two people arrived, a van was already parked at the door, and Zhao Yasi was holding a phone and dialing a number.

    When Liu Mingyang¡¯s phone rang, Zhao Yasi turned around.

    "Manager Zhao, it's so early!" Liu Mingyang greeted quickly with a smile. Cheng Mengmeng had already gone to open the door of the store.

    ¡°I mainly don¡¯t want to delay your morning business,¡± Zhao Yasi said with a smile, ¡°By the way, you can call me Sister Zhao from now on, it won¡¯t be awkward.¡±

    "Okay, Sister Zhao." Liu Mingyang shouted quickly.

    Zhao Yasi nodded and called to the people next to him, "Everyone, let's start. Move quickly and don't delay normal business."

    The few people agreed, quickly opened the cargo compartment, moved the goods out, unpacked the boxes, and arranged the goods. In less than an hour, everything was in place.

    This time, Liu Mingyang did not advertise in a big way, but found an acquaintance.

    City Morning Post reporter, Zhao Juan.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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