Rebirth in the 80s: The group's favorite wife brings space to get rich

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Chapter 181 Chen FeixuChapter 181 Chen Feixu
I don’t know how long he stood outside, his head and shoulders were covered with snowflakes, just looking at Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu. Even from such a distance, Yang Liu could feel the expectation and timidity in his eyes.

"Chen Feixu? You are here?" Yang Liu asked in surprise.

Chen Feixu moved forward, but after a few steps he stopped hesitantly. He probably wanted to smile, but his facial muscles were frozen and he couldn't smile.

Lin Zhiyu asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

Yang Liu replied in a low voice: "It's a kid I met in the villa, he's an apprentice. It looks like he's encountered some difficulties and wants to ask me for help, right?"

"We can't let anyone stand outside. Let him go in and warm up first."

After saying that, Lin Zhiyu took two steps forward and said with a smile, "You are a guest. Since you are already at my doorstep, come in and sit down. The snow is getting heavier, and Yang Liu is not fully recovered yet. Let's go in and talk!"

Chen Feixu glanced at Lin Zhiyu, then glanced at Yang Liu, nodded, and followed the two into the house.

Standing under the eaves, Lin Zhiyu helped him wipe the snow off his body. He found that he was wearing very thin clothes, and felt a little distressed. He led him in and sat down, and asked Chen Feixu: "Have you eaten? There is food at home. If you don't mind, you can make do with it for a meal?"

Chen Feixu wanted to say no more, but the sound of hunger in her stomach reminded everyone. Yang Liu sighed and said to Lin Zhiyu, "Go to the kitchen and get something first. If it's cold, heat it up."

"Well, you guys talk, I'll go see what Aunt Zhu is doing? Or maybe I'll make some lard rice!"

The room was warm with a stove on. Water was boiling on the stove, and chestnuts and peanuts were roasting beside it. Yang Liu put the chestnuts in front of Chen Feixu and said, "Eat this for fun. The meal will be here soon."

Chen Feixu took a chestnut, peeled it and put it in his mouth. The chestnut was sweet, soft and delicious. Chen Feixu glanced at Yang Liu and thought that she really knew how to enjoy herself.

He held the teacup handed to him by Yang Liu and took a sip. Seeing Yang Liu smiling at him, he held the teacup in his palm and said with all his courage, "I, I'm here to ask you to take me in."

"I take you in? Are you sure?" Yang Liu was very surprised. She had a conflict with his master, and he came to her for shelter. What did this mean?
Chen Feixu could only recount the whole story in detail: "Back in the villa, my master asked me to steal your design manuscript, but I didn't agree at the time. But she was very angry and said she would kick me out of the Tu family, so I promised to wait until you fell asleep at night before going, but, but I still didn't dare!"

"Steal my design manuscript? What design manuscript?" Yang Liu was a little confused for a moment. How could anyone covet her design manuscript?
Chen Feixu pursed her lips and said, "It's a small notebook with a red cover that you never leave."

Yang Liu understood that it was the sketchbook she always carried with her. It was small and easy to put in her pocket, just to record some inspirations. Some inspirations could disappear at any time, so she would draw or record them first, and there were more beautiful scenes in it: such as a beautiful wild flower with dew in the morning, the last touch of red before the sunset disappeared, a leaf swaying in the wind, or a snowflake that fell on her palm and had not yet melted.

But what could she do with such a book? What on earth was Tu Yan thinking? She had no bottom line. Yang Liu felt that she had overestimated Tu Yan.

Yang Liu came back to her senses and suddenly asked, "Someone was lingering outside my door at about 1 a.m. the night before I left. Could it be you?"