Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie-Chapter 919: She’s Not Even as Good as a Pig

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Chapter 919: Chapter 919: She’s Not Even as Good as a Pig

Back then, he said if he stayed in the hospital, he would die, if no one took care of him, he would die, if he left her, he would die...

If you believe a man’s words, pigs will climb trees!

The more Zhang Lingying thought about it, the angrier she became. She felt that she was not even as good as a pig.

Even pigs weren’t as easy to fool as she was.

If she ever believed Lu Jing’s bullshit again, she’d be a pig!

Zhang Lingying wasn’t alone in her gloominess for too long. The newly recognized sister, Leng Jian, came to pick her up for dinner right after work. After the meal, he even asked her to help him pick out some clothes while shopping.

He casually bought a lot of stuff for her too.

Clothes, bags, shoes...

They say shopping is women’s nature, a cure-all.

With her hands full of shopping bags, any unhappiness Zhang Lingying had was already thrown to the back of her mind.

She could only keep praising in her heart that the brother she acknowledged was so worth it.

Then, feeling a bit guilty while Leng Jian was driving her home, she flattered him all the way.

She repeatedly promised that from now on, she would definitely listen to her brother, that her brother was the most important person in the world to her, and that when she made it big in the future, she would surely repay him, take care of him in his old age...

"You—"

Leng Jian parked the car outside the apartment building and touched her forehead with his hand. "I underestimated you. You’re almost twenty, yet your ability to charm hasn’t faded one bit. I won’t count on you to take care of me in my old age, just be a good girl and save me some worries."

Leng Jian opened the car door and took all the stuff out of the trunk for her. "Can you manage? I’m not going to see you upstairs, head back early and rest."

"I can manage, I can manage, no need to trouble you!"

Zhang Lingying took the shopping bags, and whatever Leng Jian said went. She wished him goodnight before heading inside.

As Leng Jian watched her go inside and turned to get back in the car, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to glimpse a car parked not too far away on the street.

It looked somewhat familiar.

When he wanted to take a closer look, the car had already driven away.

It was probably just his imagination.

Zhang Lingying returned home, dumped all the stuff she bought onto the coffee table, and collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted, not wanting to move at all.

Eventually, she lay there until she fell asleep on the sofa.

When she groggily woke up, it was already two in the morning.

She sat up from the sofa in a fright, paid no attention to cleaning up the bags on the coffee table, and instead grabbed a set of loungewear and went to take a shower.

While she was at it, she shoved the dirty clothes into the washing machine and hit the switch.

The quiet night always seemed to amplify various sounds.

Hearing the machine running, Zhang Lingying inexplicably felt a little peace. Holding a towel, she stood on the balcony drying the wet ends of her hair and suddenly remembered something. She turned her head up to look.

A full moon hung high, and the resplendent stars filled the night sky.

Seeing those stars densely scattered across the sky like chess pieces, Zhang Lingying’s eyes widened almost immediately, and she turned to the living room to shout, "Lu Jing, come out quickly and see, tonight there’s your favorite stars..."

The words abruptly stopped.

She remembered that Lu Jing no longer lived at her place.

Now, there was only her, alone.

The smile that had just begun to form on Zhang Lingying’s lips slowly disappeared, and the light in her eyes slowly dimmed.

She wanted to turn back to the living room but at that moment felt as if someone was watching her.

Zhang Lingying paused, turned her head to look down.

She didn’t see anyone but she did see a black car parked on the road beneath her balcony.

The black car was hidden in the dim light, and Zhang Lingying had almost missed it at first glance.