Midnight Cinderella - Chapter 27
In the moment Feng Jing spaced out for, He Zhiyuan had helped Jiang Ran bring her luggage into the building.
He was hesitating whether to go down to find Jiang Ran or not – she had just returned home, surely she must be very tired; she will probably have a meal first. Although he was not too happy that she went to dinner with He Zhiyuan, but he did help her take care of Erhuang, whether logically or emotionally she had to invite him for a meal.
Nevermind, he can always go find her after she returns!
After going upstairs and putting down her luggage, Jiang Ran took the bag and went out with He Zhiyuan. Erhuang wanted to follow her, and it took a while to persuade it to go back. The hot pot restaurant they booked/reserved was not far away. Jiang Ran was a regular there. When the shopkeeper saw her come in with a stranger, he teased her for about two sentences.
Jiang Ran was a little embarrassed and after explaining it to him, took a seat. Perhaps because she was thinking about Erhuang, or maybe she was just too tired, she kept eating quickly, as if she wanted to finish the meal quickly and hurry back home.
“Do you have anything urgent tonight?” He Zhiyuan looked at her and asked.
Jiang Ran’s hands holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and then she said, “No, but the goods piled up at home need to be sorted, and the customers are waiting for me to send them.”
“Alright.” He Zhiyuan nodded, and didn’t ask again, “You have just returned and also tired, don’t push it too hard. Better to get up early tomorrow than to stay up late.”
“Thanks, got it.”
The meal was over shortly. After getting the bill, Jiang Ran did not let He Zhiyuan send her back, only said that she wanted to go for a stroll because she ate too much. He Zhiyuan did not say much and drove away by himself.
Jiang Ran walked for twenty minutes and returned to the community where she lived. When she went downstairs, she looked up subconsciously and glanced towards the 15th floor — was Mr. Feng at home?
Back at her front door, before she opened it she could hear Erhuang barking at the door, as if detecting her presence.
Jiang Ran opened the door and walked in, Erhuang was squatting at the door.
“Erhuang.” Jiang Ran called it. Erhuang saw that she had returned and happily twined around her legs. Jiang Ran put on slippers and walked into the living room, and it followed her to the living room, tushy on the cushy.
“One week without seeing you and you seemed to have grown fatter, hmm, have you eaten too well at He Zhiyuan-gege’s house ?” Jiang Ran squeezed its cheeks with both hands, and was promptly amused by its appearance.
Letting go of Erhuang’s face, she glanced at the two luggage in the living room. “Nevermind.” Jiang Ran sighed, stood up and said, “I’ll clean it tomorrow, so tired.”
She walked back to her bedroom, sat at the computer desk, and turned on the computer. On the website version of WeChat, she poked at Feng Jing’s chat box and sent a message to him: “Mr. Feng, I’m back [cute] when will you take away your facial masks?”
Feng Jing wanted to send her a message. Unexpectedly, just when he opened WeChat, she had sent a message to him first. He smiled and replied, “If it’s convenient now, I will come to your house soon.”
Da Keke Purchase : ok
He put away his cell phone, put on a face mask, a hat, and went out. Jiang Ran opened her backpack and took out the facial mask and snacks. She bought a lot of snacks at the airport. In addition to eating it herself, she also gave it to friends and relatives as a present.
“Wang Wang,” Erhuang, who had been following her, suddenly ran out and barked at the door twice. Jiang Ran guessed that Feng Jing was coming. Just when she left the bedroom, she heard the doorbell ring.
“Erhuang, your nose is really good.”
“Wang Wang,” As if it understood Jiang Ran’s praise, Erhuang wagged his tail happily.
Jiang Ran opened the door for Feng Jing. The first sight she saw was his black face mask and peaked cap.
“Mr. Feng, sit down first, I’ll go get your things.” Jiang Ran turned around and seemed to have thought of something again. She walked over and opened a large pink luggage, “Oh, I bought new slippers. You can wear them for now.”
She pulled out the slippers from the suitcase and placed them in front of Feng Jing. Feng Jing glanced at it. Clearly, Jiang Ran didn’t buy this pair of slippers for herself – it looked a lot bigger than the pair on her feet.
As if knowing what Feng Jing was thinking, Jiang Ran explained, “There are no spare slippers here at home. It’s not convenient when people come over, so I bought a pair by the way.”
“It’s fine, thank you,” Feng Jing replaced the slippers and looked at her luggage, “You really filled the two luggage suitcases?”
“Yes.” Jiang Ran smiled. “Don’t underestimate the purchasing power of women.”
Feng Jing couldn’t help but smile, Erhuang approached him and wanted to get rubbed, so he bent down and touched it.
Jiang Ran put the facial masks neatly into a shopping bag and offered it to Feng Jing, “The facial masks you bought were all here. Chocolates and fries are a gift for you.”
Feng Jing stared at her a little blankly, he did not expect that Jiang Ran bring a gift for him: “Ah, thank you. Last time, you gave me vegetables; this time, you give me some gifts. I think I should treat you to a meal.”
He admired himself and his wit too much.
Jiang Ran smiled, “You don’t have to be so polite. We are neighbors, and you bought so many things from me, I need to reciprocate somewhat. As for the meal, are you sure? When eating, you have to take off your face mask. “
Feng Jing: “…”
Damn, he forgot this.
Seeing that Feng Jing had stopped talking, Jiang Ran shoved on him the chocolate and fries, and said, “Please don’t be so polite.”
“Alright…” Feng Jing was now feeling morose. “There isn’t much left from the money I charged before right, I’ll transfer you some after going back.”
“You …” Feng Jing didn’t want to go back so soon, he wanted to say something else. In the end he came up with, “Did you eat hot pot tonight?”
Jiang Ran raised her arm subconsciously and smelled her sleeve: “It’s so strong?” (after eating hot pot, the body will have some grease smell)
Feng Jing laughed: “No, it’s just because my nose is good.”
Jiang Ran blinked: “I just praised Erhuang like that.”
Feng Jing: “…”
“Wang Wang,” Erhuang heard Jiang Ran call its name, and barked twice again, then jumped up and to get the chocolates from Feng Jing’s hands.
Jiang Ran quickly grabbed it: “Erhuang, dogs can’t eat chocolate, you will die!”
“…” Suddenly, Feng Jing hesitated, wondering whether he could eat chocolate or not.
“Then, I won’t bother your rest, you go to bed early tonight.” He rubbed Erhuang again and left with a large pocket of facial masks. After a while, Jiang Ran received 10,000 yuan, transfer from Feng Jing.
… Mr. Feng is really very rich.
In the evening after Feng Jing turned into Erhuang, he found that Jiang Ran had fallen asleep. Feng Jing shook his tail, yawned, and continued to lay on the window to sleep — he didn’t know if it was because Er Huang found the window’s good points when it woke up every morning, but now it will take the initiative to come here to sleep.
He thought, it would not take a long time for it to adapt to a human’s bed.
In the middle of the night, Feng Jing suddenly heard some noise. He moved his ears and opened his eyes.
There was a stranger’s smell in the living room. At once alert, he jumped with dexterity off the window, and walked lightly to the living room.
There was a strange man in the living room, who was searching Jiang Ran’s luggage on the floor. The balcony window had somehow been pried open by him, and the wind was blowing in.
The man picked something and put them in his carry-on bag, and then intended to go to the bedroom. But as soon as he turned around, and saw a dog standing in the dark. It was watching him without making any sounds.
The man was startled, and his whole person shivered subconsciously. But after watching it carefully, he noticed that the dog was not very big, and its appearance was not fierce, so he relaxed a little. He looked at the dog vigilantly, and felt it strange in his heart. Didn’t normal dogs bark when they see strangers? Why did the dog just look at him without making any sound?
Dogs did bark at strangers. But inside Erhuang’s body was Feng Jing, and he was obviously thinking more than a dog. Usually, a thief who entered a house stealthily in the middle of the night would not hurt people as long as they were not found. But if he woke Jiang Ran up, then the thief might hurt her.
Originally, Feng Jing had intended to pretend that he did not find the thief and return to the bedroom stealthily. He didn’t expect the thief to turn around suddenly. And now the situation was between awkward.
The thief observed it for a while, and saw that the dog did not bark. Then the thought to go to the bedroom came back. Normally, valuable such as mobiles and computers, will be placed in the bedroom. In case of an accident, he took out a knife from his pocket.
Feng Jing saw the thief holding a knife, his eyes narrowed slightly. In this case, it is impossible for him to let the thief go to the bedroom.
The thief walked carefully and tried to get around the dog, not anticipating that the dog kept blocking the road. Originally, Feng Jing had intended to let the thief go out. After all, such a thief would not just steal in one house. If people here found him, he would have to stop. But this thief was obviously not as wise as he thought. He not only did not give up, but also stabbed toward Feng Jing with the knife.
“Wang!” Feng Jing barked instinctively, quickly avoiding the man’s sharp knife. The dog’s body was relatively more flexible to start with; combined with how he had previously learnt some martial arts, his reaction speed was quite fast.
But facing this man, Erhuang’s body still had no advantage. If Feng Jing was in his original body now, this man would already have been knocked down by him.
After making such a big noise, the thief also threw caution to the wind and once again stabbed towards Erhuang with the blade. Feng Jing jumped up and fiercely bit the thief’s hand of holding the knife. The man howled in pain and fiercely kicked Fing Jing’s body.
This kick was so severe, that Feng Jing was kicked out directly. He crashed into the table, making another big noise.
Jiang Ran was suddenly awakened by fright. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that Erhuang was not on the window, so she called subconsciously, “Erhuang?”
Her voice was very low, but the man standing in the corridor still heard it. Feng Jing saw him preparing to go to the bedroom, he got up trembling from the ground, and then bit the thief’s calf again.
“You bloody dogl!” The man cursed and used the knife to stab it. Feng Jing dodged, and the blade of the knife sliced a bloody hole on its front leg. But Feng Jing was still biting onto the thief fiercely, preventing him from going into the bedroom.
At the moment the man was irascible, ready to swing the knife down at once – but with a loud ‘bang’, the man’s eyes rolled up and he fell to the ground.
Jiang Ran held a pan in her hand, and stood there still badly shaken. The pan was ordered by a customer. She had placed it in the bedroom when tidying the goods at night; she didn’t expect it to come in handy this way.
She took a deep breath, turned on all the lights in the room, and saw Erhuang lying on the ground, its leg still bleeding.
This scene suddenly reminded her of the scene when she first saw Erhuang. The fear at that time plus the current panic, made her eyes suddenly red. “Erhuang, are you ok?”
“Wang Wang,” Feng Jing licked her hand as if comforting her. Just now he was kicked, and had crashed into the table. His whole body seemed to fall apart; in comparison the knife wound now does not feel too painful.
Jiang Ran touched it, glanced at the thief lying on the ground, quickly went to the bedroom to get a mobile phone and call the police, then she also called the property management company and Security Guards again. Fearing that her hands were not heavy enough, and the man would wake up halfway. she went to the cargo room to take out the packing tape and entangled his hands and feet.
After finishing this, she exhaustedly sat on the floor of the living room. Feng Jing moved closer to her side and rubbed her again. There is a hairy dog around her, Jiang Ran relieved a little. She wanted to bandage its wounds, but felt that her legs were too weak and seemed unable to stand up.
Her mobile phone was still held in her hand, the palm had been leaking cold sweat. Didn’t know when would the police and the Security Guards come. Now every second feels very long in her eyes.
She picked up the phone and opened the Wechat of Da Keke Purchase for the first time with her phone.
Da Keke Purchase : Mr. Feng, are you there?
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