Parallel World: Dungeons Galore

Under Chen An's sincere explanation, Zhong Ling finally believed that Chen An had not done anything illegal or criminal.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't do anything bad." Zhong Ling patted her chest.

"So, sister Lingling, I can support you even if you don't work now, so why go to work in another company." Chen An said seriously.

Zhong Ling, who had let go of her worries, looked much more relaxed. She smiled and rolled her eyes at Chen An, then stretched out her jade-like onion-like fingers and tapped Chen An.

"What are you thinking about? Do you want to support me, my sister?"

Chen An glanced at Zhong Ling who was wearing OL clothes in front of him, and of course I wanted to support you, but I was afraid of being beaten to death.

"Ahem, Sister Lingling, don't get me wrong, I'm just making a metaphor." Chen An coughed twice to maintain his pure image.

"Actually, what I really mean is that I will open a company here in the Magic City after a while, and I will need a trustworthy person to help run it. I think Sister Lingling, you are quite suitable."

Zhong Ling looked at Chen An.

"start a company?"

"Yeah!" Chen An nodded.

"But, if you have no connections and no products, what kind of company are you going to open? Let me tell you, don't think you have so much money and just squander it. If you start a bad company, you will lose a lot of money. Here in Shanghai Almost every day, people go bankrupt because of starting a company," Zhong Ling reminded.

Chen An nodded: "Of course I didn't open it blindly. I can't tell you the specifics now. After all, I don't know much about this. I'll contact Shangke's people in two days and ask them to hand it over to you. You see how?"

"Well, if I think it won't work then, you really have to think about it carefully and don't lose your wife." Zhong Ling said seriously.

Hearing this, Chen An suddenly smiled playfully: "If I don't have a wife, I will marry you. You will definitely not ask me for a bride price."

"You brat, you dare to make fun of me. It seems you have forgotten the fear of being dominated by me. Watch your move!"

Zhong Ling snorted coldly, turned over and pinned Chen An underneath her.

"Ling, sister Lingling, I can't breathe."

It's dawn the next day.

Chen An and Zhong Ling woke up on the big bed in the rental house.

Last night, the two returned to the rental house and played and fooled around until late at night.

In order to make Zhong Ling forget the unpleasantness that happened before as soon as possible, Chen An tried his best. Fortunately, from the way Zhong Ling fell asleep in the end, it could be seen that she had moved on a little bit.

Good morning woke up very early in the morning.

He knew that he had military training this morning, but Zhong Ling was obviously more important than military training.

After taking out his cell phone and sending a message to the dormitory group, Chen An turned to look at Zhong Ling, who was still sleeping next to him.

Zhong Ling, who was sleeping soundly, no longer had the carelessness of turning over and pressing Chen An under her. Instead, she was just as gentle and gentle as a little white rabbit.

This is not the first time Chen An has looked at the sleeping Zhong Ling so close, but this time the feeling is stronger than ever before.

Zhong Ling is really beautiful.

In the era of information explosion, Chen An has seen many beauties. Even the kind of beauties who have full beauty filters on the Internet are much inferior to Zhong Ling.

It can be said that Zhong Ling is the most beautiful of all the women Chen An has ever seen.

Of course, it may also be because Chen An has never seen other girls sleeping soundly in the morning.

In this regard, Chen An felt that Jiang Min might be inferior.

However, Jiang Min's biggest advantage is not her appearance, so both parties have their own characteristics.

If Chen An were asked to choose the person closest to Zhong Ling in terms of appearance, it would be the former class beauty Chen Shiyu.

Chen Shiyu is better than Zhong Ling in terms of temperament, so she can barely compete with Zhong Ling.

Speaking of which, Chen An has not contacted Chen Shiyu since the last Shang Ke Yanwu exchange meeting.

Although Chen Xiongwu had already reported Chen Shiyu's Weixin, Qiuqiu and phone number to Chen An, Chen An was not very cold.

Again, Chen An had no intention of developing a relationship with Chen Shiyu, at least not yet.

This is not to say that Chen Shiyu is not beautiful, but Chen An doesn't like Chen Shiyu's iceberg type of girl.

Chen An prefers someone like Jiang Min who is shy and cute.

Zhong Ling is not bad. It would be better if the number of women on top could be reduced.

"Yeah" moaned softly, and Zhong Ling beside her slowly woke up.

"Xiao An." Zhong Ling squinted her eyes and glanced at Chen An. The familiar smell made her feel a little lazy.

"I'm a little thirsty," she said drowsily.

Chen An smiled helplessly, got up and poured Zhong Ling a glass of warm water.

Zhong Ling stood up and supported the bed with one hand and drank from the water glass in the other.

The sloping body couldn't hold the baggy pajamas and slid down her shoulders. The white jade shoulders and an astonishing touch of snow-white loomed in front of Chen An.

This scene made Chen An throb, and he was so frightened that he quickly averted his eyes.

"Xiao An, have your pants gotten bigger?" Zhong Ling said with some confusion after drinking the water.

Chen An was embarrassed and quickly turned away while putting the water glass.

"So, Sister Lingling, you shouldn't be going to the company today, right?" Chen An asked.

Zhong Ling nodded: "I'm not going. I'll ask my colleagues to ask for leave for me later."

Although yesterday's incident had dissipated a lot with Chen An's help, Zhong Ling was still angry. She was afraid that when she met Zhou Lipo, she would not be able to help but slap him.

At this moment, Zhong Ling's cell phone suddenly rang.

She took a look and saw that it was a colleague who was interning with her.

She felt unhappy when she thought of these colleagues leaving her in the hotel without caring about her, but her reason still made her answer the phone.

"Wang Fang." Zhong Ling called out lightly.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Fang's slightly frightened voice came.

"Lingling, where are you? Are you still at the Emperor Hotel?"

Wang Fang's voice made Zhong Ling frown slightly: "I'm already at home, what's the matter?"

Wang Fang seemed to become even more frightened when she heard that Zhong Ling was already at home.

"Ling, Lingling, do you know that Mr. Zhou died last night?"

boom!

There was a roar in Zhong Ling's mind, and she almost instinctively looked at Chen An, who was adjusting his pants beside the bed.

But then she thought about it and ruled out Chen An.

Yesterday, Chen An was with me all night, and she hugged him when she slept. How could she kill Zhou Lipo?

"Lingling, are you listening? Mr. Zhou was reportedly killed by a falling object downstairs in his community last night," Wang Fang said.

After hearing this, Zhong Ling's mood completely calmed down.

It seemed like it was just an accident.

"Oh, I understand, is there anything else?" Zhong Ling replied lightly.

Zhong Ling's tone frightened Wang Fang.

She called Zhong Ling as soon as she received the news of Zhou Lipo's death in the morning because she suspected that Zhou Lipo's death was related to Zhong Ling.

Now that Zhong Ling's voice didn't sound like there was any surprise, she was even more worried.

She played a big role in what happened yesterday. If Zhong Ling can kill Zhou Lipo, she can kill her too!