Chapter 298 Still
"Second Brother." Yu Ning stood up, walked to the door, opened it for Jiang Nan, and spoke casually the moment Jiang Nan walked out.

"You should have seen the problems reflected by the money Zheng spent."

"No matter how we beautify, fantasize, and try to build a spiritual utopia, countless histories have repeatedly told us a truth -" Yu Ning paused, and Jiang Nan frowned.

"Time has changed, heaven"

The courteous Lin Zheng sent a special car to take Jiang Nan to the hotel.

Jiang Nan looked at the scenery outside the car window that was left behind, just like the past that never looked back, and subconsciously recited the words Yu Ning said when she sent him off.

"Time has passed, the world has changed, but the bad things remain the same"

"Master, what are you reading?" asked the disciple who was traveling with him.

"Tongye, Tongsi, what do you think of meeting your master this time?" Jiang Nan asked the two disciples.

Just now when he was drinking tea with Yu Ning and his wife, his two apprentices were waiting outside and did not see how Yu Ning and his wife cooperated tacitly to get him to talk.

But Lin Zheng's wealth and Yu Ning's calmness still left a deep impression on Tongye Tongsi.

"Master seems to have become a different person. She is more lively than when she was in Ningshan. Although she talks more, she has become more unfathomable." Tong Ye thought of the scene in front of the Taoist temple just now.

Lin Zheng took care of everything, and Yu Ning hardly said a word.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that all this was done at the instruction of the master, and she was the one controlling the overall situation.

"Junior brother, what do you think?" Tong Ye used his arm to nudge Tong Si who was in a trance.

"rich."

"what?"

"Master and his wife are really rich. I was wondering, do we need to give the gifts we received to the sect in proportion?"

After Tongsi finished speaking, he noticed the coldness coming from Jiang Nan and hurriedly explained.

"Master, it's not that I'm greedy, it's just that Master-aunt gave me too much."

The rule of the sect is that a portion of the money earned must be handed over to the sect in proportion, and this money is privately jokingly called "master's loan".

Ze Changtong Daiqing, Jiang Nan's two disciples are both of the Tong generation, which is considered to be a relatively old generation. The gift Lin Zheng gave them was enough to buy a house in a second-tier city.

Tongbao has been thinking about whether to pay the loan to his master all the way. He is not the only one, I am afraid there are many people who have this idea.

Seeing his disciple like this, Jiang Nan remained calm on the surface but smiled bitterly in his heart.

This Lin Zheng is too vicious.

This was not just giving money away, he was clearly poking a nail into the eye of the game.

Ningning saw through everything, otherwise she would not have said "the bad things are still the same" with such deep meaning when she sent him off.

A good one, still.

Jiang Nan was just glad that he ran fast enough. If he had run any later, he was afraid that more information would have been leaked. He just hoped that tomorrow would come soon so that everything could come to an end as soon as possible.

He was exhausted from playing this game of chess. Those two little bastards were too difficult to deal with.

The two little bastards who were complained by Jiang Nan now had their own plans.

Yu Ning closed her eyes and meditated, carefully filtering every word that Second Brother said in her mind, extracting information that was valuable to her, and compiling all the information she had obtained recently.

She tried to extract the truth from these fragments of information.

Lin Zheng sat next to her, imitating her meditation posture, with a small jade abacus that he got from somewhere placed on his legs, and his fingers nimbly fiddling with the beads.

The jade beads collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and Yu Ning opened his eyes.

Putting so many pieces together, she already had a vague idea in her mind.

Several of her senior brothers must have colluded to hide this from her and made a big mistake, and her third brother must have known about it. This secret from her must not be to harm her, because these are all her closest relatives.

But the puzzle is still missing a key piece of information, which is the identity of the night-wandering god. Yu Ning always gets stuck when reasoning here, and it's almost there.

"Who do you think you are?" Yu Ning asked Lin Zheng.

When feeling upset, the sound of jingling jade beads is particularly relaxing, a bit like the ASMR anchor. Yu Ning feels less anxious after hearing the sound of abacus.

But it was obvious that Lin Zheng did not come to her to be an ASMR anchor. He was really calculating something, and he was quite good at it.

"I'm calculating the years of sexual reparation, ma'am. I'm telling you a heavy truth. You may not be able to pay it off in this lifetime."

“???” The sudden yellow covered Yu Ning’s face.

So she was working so hard to find the truth, and he was just thinking about these random things?!
"In fact, the principal is easy to repay. We can do it three or two times a day--"

"Get out of here!" Yu Ning was so angry that her dialect came out. What a profiteer!

"But the interest and other things still need to be added, so interest is compounded, interest is compounded, that's it." Lin Zheng shook his head seriously.

Yu Ning was originally troubled by the predicament she encountered, but after his joke, her anxiety was instantly reduced by half. After a brief silence, she sat cross-legged and laughed.

"President Lin, don't you consider becoming a talk show host in the future?"

"It's not impossible. If it can make your wife laugh, why not let me be your personal talk show host? Of course, there's a different price." He still wanted sex as payment.

The profiteer was kicked out of bed and went to pour tea.

She now needs to calm down and calm herself down.

Yu Ning had a feeling that she was just a little bit away from the truth, and just a little more revelation would be enough.

Lin Zheng thought the tea was too cold and tasted bad, so he boiled water to make it again.

While waiting for the water to boil, he stood in front of the tea table, holding the table with one hand and flirting with Yu Ning, which left Yu Ning confused.

"Are your eyes dry? I have some sea dew here, would you like to apply some?"

"What Hailu! Do you think I look like Hailu? Take a picture, honey! With such a handsome husband, why don't you take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments or Weibo?"

Yu Ning's mouth twitched. The situation was urgent and she had no time to think about this.

"Hurry, hurry, take a few pictures while my inspiration is still there and make the poses look cool, hurry up!" Lin Zheng urged.

Yu Ning took out her cell phone and took a few photos of him perfunctorily.

She knew he was trying to coax her into not being so tense.

Sometimes if you focus on one thing and think about it over and over again, you will only become more confused and get stuck in a dead end. If you relax appropriately and slow down your mind, you may sometimes get pleasantly surprised.

"Come, let me see what you have done to your handsome husband - Oh my god! I closed my eyes!!! Honey, you took a photo of me like this, don't you feel guilty?"

Lin Zheng came over with great interest, and became furious when he saw the photos she took.

What is this? It's so obscene to be photographed with his eyes closed. If he is given a erhu, he can pretend to be blind and perform under the overpass.

"What handsome guy can stand your crappy photography skills? Eyes are the windows to the soul, and you are so cruel to close your husband's window?"

"A handsome guy is all about bones, not skin. Even though his eyes are a little, uh, flawed, look at his mouth and nose, so handsome. A handsome guy's bone structure will never change - bone structure!"

Yu Ning suddenly realized something halfway through her speech. She looked at Lin Zheng and said the same thing in unison.

"Taotie!"

The last piece of the puzzle is about to be put together.

It was this sudden spark of inspiration that was about to lead to a series of real and fake fruits.