Chapter 59 – 59 59 Bandit Lin Fangwei

Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Bandit Lin Fangwei Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Bandit Lin Fangwei Meng Chuyue raised an eyebrow, “It’s not decided yet, how about I come work after my middle school exams are finished?”

Tong Wen laughed heartily, “Haha…

Chuyue, you’re so funny.

Well, this is such a great opportunity, I agree.

Xiao Ping, you agree too, right?”

Xia Ping stuck out her tongue, “Of course, so when do we start working?”

“We can start now.”

Tong Wen winked, “Then let’s start now, since we’ve got nothing else going on.

The earlier we start, the sooner we make money.”

Xia Ping jumped up, “Then I’ll go and tell my mom, I’ll be right back.”

“Alright, you guys go back and discuss it with your parents.

If there’s no issue, come over in ten minutes.”

Meng Chuyue said and headed to the Fruit Store fifty meters away.

When she closed up shop yesterday, she had put all the unsold fruits into a space for preservation.

After she entered the room and closed the door, she arranged the fruits on the shelves before pulling open the main door to do business.

At that moment, Tong Wen and Xia Ping came over, both smiling.

Meng Chuyue handed them a ledger and a ballpoint pen without any ceremony, saying, “From now on, you must clearly record the quantity of fruit and related amounts for all inventory transactions.

Also, starting today, we will limit premium fruit sales to twenty jins per day–make sure you explain this clearly to the customers.”

Tong Wen and Xia Ping agreed one by one.

…

Half an hour later, Meng Chuyue stood in the room on the third floor of the Phoenix Hotel that she had booked.

She let the curtain fall, took a chair to the side, and peeked out from the corner of the curtain at the third floor balcony of the building opposite.

She felt her behavior was somewhat laughable.

But she didn’t feel…

wrong.

She just…

couldn’t fully trust Meng Wanhua.

These past days, she had resolved many misunderstandings from her previous life.

She seemed very dependent on Meng Wanhua, but she always knew that oftentimes she was deceiving herself.

The knots in her heart towards Meng Wanhua hadn’t truly been untied.

…

As Meng Chuyue monitored the situation across the street, she used her mind to make rose cakes and cakes in her space.

As a batch of rose cakes came out, Meng Chuyue saw three people she hadn’t expected to appear at the entrance of the neighborhood: Lin Youdong, Zhao Sulan, and Lin Fangwei, who were surprisingly all there together.

Lin Youdong and Zhao Sulan had visited Meng Wanhua the day before yesterday.

There was no reason for them to come again after just one day.

Even if there were a reason, why bring Lin Fangwei along?

So they weren’t here to see Meng Wanhua, were they here to see someone else?

In her previous life, she had lived with them for so long but had never heard that they knew anyone here.

Could it be that their acquaintance was moving away these days?

Wait, why does Lin Fangwei’s face look swollen?

It didn’t seem like an external injury, but more like…

sickness.

Swollen face…

kidney disease…

With the face swelling up, the kidney disease must be very severe, right?

So is that why they had started scheming for her kidney so early in her previous life?

Her mother asked her to stay away for a few days and let Meng Jingfen call herself ‘mom’, was she actually protecting her?

Arriving at this possibility, Meng Chuyue’s tears fell like rain.

All along she had misunderstood her mother, who didn’t necessarily not love her, just that sometimes she didn’t know how to express it.

It was also their mother and daughter’s bad fortune that brought too many troubles.

Meng Chuyue cried her heart out for a good while.

After she had cried enough and dried her tears, she discovered a shocking scene in the opposite house.

From her position, she could not only see the situation on the opposite balcony but also see half of the kitchen.

Meng Chuyue noticed Lin Fangwei moving things out of the fridge with familiarity.

The night before, she had made a large portion of red bean paste and over five jin of osmanthus cake.

The red bean paste was in a glass basin, and the osmanthus cake was wrapped in paper bags.

Judging from the situation, what Lin Fangwei was taking were these two items.

As Meng Chuyue wondered, she saw Meng Wanhua raise her hand towards Lin Fangwei, as if she was about to slap her.