Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 448

The night is gradually falling, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the cold wind is blowing outside the window, and the villa is bustling.

The wrapped dumplings have already been taken out of the pot, and they are sizzling, rising and falling in the heat wave, and rolling with the water waves.

As a famous chef of 208, Dong Wong also showed his skills and cooked a lot of dishes.

However, there is a dish called shredded sweet potatoes, which he is not very good at, so he can only follow it while looking for videos on the Internet.

He actually doesn't like cooking dishes that he is not good at, especially dishes that are very troublesome to clean up the pots. But the boss ordered this and it was a must, so he had no choice but to try bravely.

"Such a big man actually likes sweets, tsk tsk tsk..."

Dong Wong muttered while starting to boil sugar, while the remaining lazy people gathered on the carpet in the living room to wait and play cards.

Not long after, Deng Yuan from the branch station also came. She had a good relationship with Sun Zhi from the Ministry of Commerce, so one person represented two people and gave the boss a set of exquisite tea sets.

Then came Xu Kaixuan and his wife who came to Shanghai to work with him. These two people used to live in Shanghai at most, but now they have become well-off. Some time ago, they moved out of the illegally rented balcony partition room. He came out and changed into a small one-bedroom apartment.

Although it was rented, Xu Kaixuan had some thoughts on "buying a house" that he had never dared to think about before.

Then there is Lucy Lu, who travels back and forth in major business districts. She is the manager of the design department and an old member of 208, but she loves photography very much. Many famous photos were taken by her.

For example, "All 208 members visited the World Financial Center", "John Qin, the boss of the group, started his business while studying and focusing on performance", "Lana Wei cordially met with the leaders of Linchuan City", "The bear climbed the tree", etc.

She also gave a gift, which was a photo album designed by herself, called Confession.

There are photos of John Qin, Nancy Feng, and a group photo of the two of them. There are many scenes involved, and each one can be rated 9 points.

The boss lady gets ten points, and the boss deducts one point.

The cover is made of a photo of Nancy Feng in the snow. In the picture, she is clear and agile, full of fairy spirit, standing on the pure white snow, shining in the whiteness of the world.

From the inside to the outside, every page of this photo album reveals its exquisite design, because each part has just the right amount of white space, which is natural but not empty, and seems to echo the name of the photo album.

Seeing this scene, everyone in 208 was dumbfounded.

"Lucy, are you so eager to make progress?"

"I suggest you throw it away immediately, then package the source files and send them to me and let me do it."

"This photo album...maybe can be exchanged for a villa like this."

"This is how you have mastered the boss's preferences, Lucy. I remember you even criticized the boss back then? Where did that upright man go?"

Lucy Lu flipped up her hair: "The boss lady is my beloved model, and the boss is just here for me. This is called... the husband is more valuable than the wife!"

Lana Wei patted her shoulder: "It seems Lucy also has the password for promotion."

It doesn't matter to Lucy Lu whether she gets promoted or not, because everyone in 208 knows that she really loves the look of the boss's wife. Just like that summer vacation when she went to inspect the market, her camera was all about the boss's wife.

"By the way, where's the boss lady?"

Wendy Wen raised his head: "The landlady went to my aunt's house. I met her at noon today. She is such a noble lady. She has the same temperament as the landlady."

Lucy Lu was a little disappointed and wanted the boss's wife to take a first look. She had no choice but to take advantage of the boss first. However, after walking around the room, she found that the boss was not there either.

"Hey, where is the boss?"

"Um, do you think the stone statue of Wife-Wang at the door doesn't look like a boss?"
Lucy Lu looked back and found that there was indeed a person squatting in the shadow of the door, staring in the direction of the door, with a toothpick in his mouth.

There were three parts coldness, three parts indifference, and four parts carelessness in his eyes. There was a trace of hope hidden under his eyes like a fan chart.

Let’s just say that it’s normal to chat after not seeing each other for a while, but it’s already been all afternoon and why are you still not back even after dark.

This good friend is really worrying.

John Qin muttered, then called Wendy Wen over and asked her to help change a cup of tea.

He didn't even realize how long he had been waiting, but this cup of hot tea was actually cold. It could only be said that the winter in Shanghai was really cold.

Just as Wendy Wen went in to change the tea for him, the door of the villa was suddenly illuminated by two beams of light. Then, a black car drove towards the door and stopped steadily.

Nancy Feng got out of the car first, and then Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini, who had gone to her aunt's house with her, walked towards the villa one after the other.

John Qin was stamping his feet in the cold at this time, which formed a sharp contrast with the brightly lit room, especially the image of him wrapped in clothes, pitiful, helpless, and still a dog.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm...waiting for Xiaogao-san and Neptune!"

John Qin coughed and said seriously: "Xiao Gao, Haiwang Ni, why did you come back so late? Didn't you see that it's already dark?"

Gao Wenhui was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Nancy Feng: "Nancy, you don't need to buy pliers to eat walnuts in the future. Let John Qin use his mouth to open them for you."
Wang Haini reached out and took out her mobile phone: "Nokia can smash walnuts, but I don't think even so, we can't pry Mr. John's mouth open."

John Qin spat at them: "You treat your good intentions like a donkey's liver and lungs, right? You came back so late at night. Who am I to do this for? I'm afraid that your 150 pounds will be kidnapped!"

"Did you hear that, Nan Shu? This means Sang scolding Huai. He is complaining about your late return."

"Okay, what a mess, stop talking so much nonsense and hurry in. The dumplings are almost cooked."

John Qin squeezed the little rich woman's hand tightly as he spoke: "It's quite warm. Xiao Gao, please don't come back so late in the future, do you hear me?"

Nancy Feng nodded: "I understand. She will come back before dark in the future."

Gao Wenhui: ...

Wang Haini: "You can't have two kinds of people sleeping in the same bed, really."

With the arrival of the landlady, the dumplings began to be cooked, and Dong Wong called to Felix Lu and the others to help bring out the dishes.

At this time, Lucy Lu took out the photo album she had carefully prepared and sent it to Nancy Feng.

After seeing this photo album, Nancy Feng's expression suddenly became extremely vivid, her eyes seemed to be rippling with water, and the water waves were full of shining stars, and then a bunch of good guy cards almost drowned Lucy Lu.

What's even crazier is Gao Wenhui. This is not a fucking photo album, it's just a candy jar!

John Qin was also confused. Pointing to a photo of him holding a young rich woman walking on the footpath in Fenglin Jinran, he asked, "When was this taken? Why don't I remember it at all?"

"Last fall, I was collecting news at school and we met by chance."

"What about this one of her riding an electric bike with me?"

Lucy Lu came over and took a look: "This spring, I was collecting news downstairs in the girls' dormitory, and we met by chance."

John Qin: "?"

"What about this one eating ice cream at a dessert shop?"

"This summer, I was doing some research in a dessert shop and we met him by chance."

"Are you collecting information in a dessert shop? Listen to what you are saying, and we met by chance. This is fucking stalking, right? Why do you still have this habit?"

Lucy Lu looked at Nancy Feng: "Madam boss, I really met you by chance."

Nancy Feng nodded: "It's just a chance encounter. I believe you."

"It was really a chance encounter, boss. Although there are many people in the school, the boss lady is really the kind of person who can be seen at a glance even if she is in a crowd. I just took two pictures."

John Qin closed the photo album and stuffed it into the little rich woman's arms: "Look at it after dinner, everyone is waiting."

"good."

Cold wind, winter night, lights, friends, this dinner party with dumplings and side dishes was really lively. Everyone exchanged glasses and praised Dong Wong's craftsmanship.

However, without Professor Yan's participation, they all lost some of the pleasure of forcing girls into prostitution.

Even Felix Lu felt the same way. He had to cooperate with his boss in toasting every New Year's holiday, so he couldn't help but think it was more fun to tease the old man.

After dinner, everyone planned to go back to the hotel. After all, the furniture here is new, and the house is also new, and there will be some formaldehyde in it. Moreover, everyone will leave tomorrow, and the luggage is all in the hotel, so there is no need to stay here overnight. .

"Pack up the trash and take it with you when you leave later."

Lana Wei directed everyone to clean the entire living room.

Although she is no longer John Qin's secretary, when it comes to caring, no one in 208 can compare to her.

"Hey, where's the boss?"

"I don't know. It seemed like he ran away after eating half of it, and the boss lady is not here either."

"Then just wait a moment, it's still early anyway."

Hearing Lana Wei say to wait a moment, Gao Wenhui immediately ran to the sofa and secretly took out the book "Confession" from Nancy Feng's bag, intending to eat a lot of sweets.

But what she didn't know was that if she went to the second floor at this time, she would hear Nancy Feng's humming sound coming from a bedroom, which was sweeter than this.

"Sedai, are you sticking your tongue out again?"

"No, I didn't stretch it out. You sucked it in."

John Qin put his arms around her slender waist, his eyes showing a trace of confusion, wondering how could it be me? Then lower your head and use practical actions to prove that you are not yourself.

The little rich woman, who had been chewed on again, softened into a ball, her hands tightly wrapped around John Qin's neck, and she couldn't help but tiptoe up.

John Qin was numb. His good friend's little mouth was so moist that he couldn't stop eating it after eating it once.

It wasn't until their mouths started to burn that the two people hugging each other gradually separated, both of them out of breath.

"I told you not to let Dong Wong make shredded sweet potatoes, but he did it anyway. He didn't even listen to me, the boss. Who knew it would be so difficult to clean up after bringing in candy."

"Wong is such a good man..."
100,000 yuan, a few words
100,000 yuan, a few words
It has been almost six months since it was released in July. "Who Can Fall in Love After Being Reborn" finally reached the threshold of 100,000 subscriptions this morning. I would like to thank all readers for following me all the way. I am always wrong. Honored.

I believe that from now on, no one will dare to say that I am an empty vase.

Of course, if someone insists on calling me a vase, then I have no choice but to endure it.

In fact, since it was released, I have always wanted to write a testimonial or something, such as during peripheral activities, such as when the million words were reached, but when the words came to my mouth, I didn’t know how to say it.

First, I was afraid of interrupting everyone's reading rhythm and causing sudden drama. Second, I was afraid that what I said would be too pretentious and cause everyone's discomfort.

But this time, the editor strongly suggested that I send a speech, so I could only write a little.

Along the way, which lasted for half a year, my mental state has not been very good, and I have been under great pressure. Sometimes I wake up with cold sweat all over my head.

Because of the initial subscription of nearly 27,000 yuan, I had a huge explosion at the beginning, which was so explosive that I couldn’t bear it.

Moreover, in the past seven months, there have been countless doubts ringing in my ears, and people often spit on me and say that I am not worthy.

But fortunately, with your care, Lao Cuo, this exquisite vase, although fragile, still managed to survive.

So far, I have ordered a total of RMB 100,000.

One subscription, one subscription, everyone raised me to 100,000 with their own hands.

In these 100,000 miles, some people have never left a message, and some people came here specifically from short videos. I don’t even know your IDs or who you are, but I have received such love. I really appreciate it. ashamed.

From now on, I can only work diligently to repay my deep kindness.

Then, let’s talk about updates, which is the issue that everyone is always concerned about. You vase, why don’t you update it?

How should I put it, my talent is shallow and my knowledge is limited, so often my words fail to express my ideas and I need to revise them repeatedly before I dare to publish them. This results in me writing only 7,000 words a day.

Everyone in the group must have seen my schedule. I only sleep five and a half hours a day.

There is also a group friend who tags me in the group at six o'clock in the morning every day, asking me if I am awake, and if I am not, I get up quickly to code.

As for me, except for changing two updates into one update on my wedding day, I have not asked for leave once in seven months, nor have I interrupted any updates for no reason. I only postponed it by two or three hours when it was too late.

Therefore, my time is full every day, and it is really difficult to add more.

In fact, I can take a break once a week, and then secretly write two more, and when I ask for monthly tickets, I will suddenly send them out, as if there is a big update, surprising everyone.

But I dare not, because I always feel that I am not worthy of asking you to wait for me. I can only try to write a little more in each
Chapter, sometimes more than three thousand, sometimes four thousand.
Please forgive me for this foot-like update.
Then, thanks to Nuanyang Ju’s Silver Alliance and Gold Alliance, damn, it’s great.

For seven months, I have been wondering every day when you would target me, and now you finally have.

Because I'm afraid it will affect my reading experience, I won't issue a leaflet to thank you, but my gratitude is like a torrent of gratitude. Tomorrow, I can finally get three stars.
Finally, I would like to thank the readers again, thank you for the starting point, thank the editor for being transparent, thank the editor-in-chief ink, and thank all the good and bad people, spectators and casual guests I have met along the way.

One hundred thousand is equal.

I didn't think much about it when I got it, and I was very scared when I got it. I, a bad coder, felt that I didn't deserve it, but my readers said yes, and that was enough.