Chapter 152: The Frog is Going to Roast the Chef

Liang Zhirou also bit her lip and lowered her head, saying nothing. A few strands of hair hung down from her ears, looking so forlorn.

Chen Lu patted Liang Zhirou’s knee with the hand he had placed under the table, and said softly, “You have to wait until your leg is completely healed before you go back. You’ll have to find a place to stay until then, right?”

“Renting a house still requires paying rent, it’s ridiculously expensive.”

Chen Lu paused involuntarily after saying that, feeling a little off for talking about hundreds of millions of dollars and then bringing up expensive rent.

“I bought that house and don’t live in it for now, and I won’t charge you rent. The rent money you save can buy Zhirou so many things. When you’re healed, I’ll drive you back.”

“You wait until I’m healed before going back, I won’t stop you this time…”

Liang Zhirou, who was deeply bowing her head, said with a choked voice.

Seeing this, Chen Lu quickly continued to persuade, “After running that route once, I know it very well. When you’re healed, you can go back if you want to, and come back if you want to. Just listen to us for now.”

“Alright.” After a long time, Xiao Xunfang finally nodded. She looked at Chen Lu, her mood a bit complicated.

No matter how tactfully Chen Lu put it, she felt helpless. She felt that she should find a chance to tell Liang Zhirou that the money for the surgery was actually paid by Chen Lu.

This child should know how lucky she is, and she should also know how deep this boy’s love is.

Fortunately, the gloomy atmosphere didn’t last long, and the three of them quickly started talking about something else.

Chen Lu, using the chicken on the table, even talked about how he was chased and bitten by chickens and geese when he was a child at Chen Guanglin’s old home.

After Liang Zhirou found out that he was very afraid of bugs, Chen Lu gained a new piece of embarrassing history.

A while later.

“I’ll go get another bowl of rice.”

Xiao Xunfang reached for the crutch beside her, and Chen Lu stood up to help her, but she politely declined.

“It’s okay, I’ll go by myself. You don’t know, I can be happy for a long time just by walking one step on my own.”

Seeing that Liang Zhirou didn’t move, Chen Lu was too embarrassed to continue helping, and silently watched Xiao Xunfang take one difficult step after another, as if she were walking barefoot on a bed of broken glass.

But she seemed to be really happy…

The dining table fell silent, and the sound of rain outside could be clearly heard.

Comfortable, calming.

“Did you plan how to persuade Mom from the beginning?” Liang Zhirou didn’t eat anymore, she lowered her head and asked softly.

“Yeah. As the saying goes, a good fighter defeats the enemy without fighting, you have to lead the other party into the pit you’ve already dug, not dig one on the spot and wait for them to jump in.”

Chen Lu felt like he was putting on a show, and it felt good.

Liang Zhirou looked up at him thoughtfully, her clear eyes blinking, “So you were like that when you lied to me before?”

Chen Lu was startled, his fingers accidentally touched the tomato and egg soup in the bowl, he quickly pretended to be calm and said, “How can you slander me out of thin air?!”

Just as he was about to continue arguing, he heard Xiao Xunfang’s call from the kitchen: “Zhirou, come here for a second. This faucet won’t open.”

Chen Lu looked at the soup that had splashed onto his finger, and asked Liang Zhirou, “Uh, do you have a paper towel?”

Liang Zhirou looked around but couldn’t find a paper towel, she glanced towards the kitchen.

Then she took his hand, used her other hand to tuck the loose hair on her cheek behind her ear, lowered her head and gently sucked on Chen Lu’s finger for a moment, then turned and rushed towards the kitchen.

It was unclear whether she was shy or in a hurry to go.

“???”

Chen Lu stared at his slightly damp finger, feeling a chill, he couldn’t help but want to recall the warm feeling of being enveloped by warmth just now.

He couldn’t recover for a long time.

The CPU really burned out.

A few seconds later, the girl’s embarrassed voice came from the dining room.

“Don’t put it in your mouth!”

“I didn’t!”

……

By the weekend, Chen Lu really took Liang Zhirou to look at houses.

Although Liang Zhirou didn’t understand why Chen Lu brought her to look at houses when they weren’t even married yet.

Seeing Chen Lu’s young age, the real estate agent was particularly enthusiastic, thinking he was some rich second-generation heir. But when he heard Chen Lu talking to Jiang Chao on the phone about the company’s development, he became even more enthusiastic.

He kept offering tea and water to Liang Zhirou, which startled her.

After looking around, the two of them sat in the car, looking at the many floor plans they brought back.

“I thought you’d choose a house near the school,” Liang Zhirou said softly.

“The houses near the school are too expensive. The houses here are cheaper and the environment is good. There’s also a park nearby.”

Chen Lu said this out loud, but in his heart he snorted, muttering to himself: “How can I trick you into living with me if I buy a house near the school?”

After all, this house wasn’t bought as a wedding house, so he didn’t need to be too careful. How could he get away with not buying a large flat or a villa when he married this silly girl?

“Should we buy a house on the first floor or one with an elevator? I’m afraid that if the aunt goes out and there’s a power outage, she won’t be able to get back…” he continued.

Liang Zhirou opened her mouth slightly and thought for a moment, “She doesn’t like going out when I’m not home.”

“Then let’s buy one with an elevator. The first floor and the top floor aren’t very good.”

“This is your house, you keep thinking about us…” Liang Zhirou felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Lu’s gaze remained fixed on the floor plan, carefully comparing them, but he still said seriously, “This is ours.”

“Let’s just get this two-bedroom, one-living room apartment. It even comes with basic decoration. I don’t want to look anymore, I’m so tired.” Chen Lu slumped back in his seat, feeling completely drained.

This apartment was about a ten-minute drive from Chen Lu’s home, but not so close to the school.

He was very satisfied with this, and buying this apartment would leave him with enough money for the company’s operations, just right.

“It’s already one o’clock. Are you hungry?” Liang Zhirou leaned over and asked softly.

Chen Lu glanced out the window, looking for something to eat, “A little bit. Let’s eat out. What do you want to eat?”

“We still have to buy a house, so let’s save some money.”

Chen Lu laughed and poked the girl’s forehead, “You silly girl, you can’t save enough money for a house by saving.”

In the end, the two of them compromised and each ate a bowl of ramen for just over ten yuan outside.

In the afternoon, back at the rented apartment.

Liang Zhirou sat at the table very upright, diligently studying painting, while Chen Lu sat not far from her, with his legs crossed, studying the speech he needed to give at the end of the month.

Neither of them spoke, but they both enjoyed this feeling. When they felt tired, they would look up at each other to see what they were doing, and soon they would be filled with motivation again.

Occasionally, they would meet each other’s eyes unintentionally, and Liang Zhirou would always be the first to look away.

Chen Lu watched as he had only written less than five hundred words after writing for a while, and he grabbed his hair in frustration.

After venting in his heart for a while, he went back to writing obediently.

He had no choice. This was also a good opportunity to promote the game. He couldn’t ignore the school’s promotion. He didn’t know how much traffic it could bring to the game.

In this era of traffic being king, he had to take advantage of any heat he could.

If necessary, he could also be a promotional tool.

Even if it was red or black red, as long as there was heat, it was fine. No one talking about it meant it was cold.

For mobile games, heat meant money. That’s why so many game companies would spend their own money to encourage various kinds of secondary creations.

“Do you think I’ll have a chance to make money from painting in the future? Miaomiao said I have a lot of talent…” Liang Zhirou suddenly said.

“Yes, the people in the art department all say you have talent.” Chen Lu nodded in response. He had actually specifically asked about this before, “But if you want to make money from painting, you have to promise me to find a new hobby.”

“You’re so strict.” Liang Zhirou rarely acted coquettishly. Finding a hobby was also a troublesome thing.

She really felt that it was good to be together with Chen Lu…

Can’t her hobby be her boyfriend?!