Seeing that the bell did not accept his kindness, Zhao Boyuan didn't care. He shook the insulated lunch box in his hand: "I came here to return the insulated lunch box today."

As for the sister Lingling mentioned, Zhao Boyuan didn't think much about it.

Others have a good attitude, and Lingling can't speak ill of each other, although she doesn't have a good impression of Zhao Boyuan. She took the lunch box: "I received the lunch box, do you have something to do?"

Zhao Boyuan is not a fool, so he can see that Lingling is alienated to him. He also understands why Lingling treats him like this, and it is not because of her sister's affairs?

"Lingling, you came to me yesterday and didn't do that. You talked about Brother Boyuan at once, and now you are so cold to me."

Lingdang took a step back with the lunch box in her arms: "I went to find you yesterday for my sister and for Sister Jinxi. But now that you know the truth, I don't have to please you."

Well, the little girl said it to please her. Jiang Chan curled her lips and said that the bell was not really stupid. Isn’t this progressing slowly?

Zhao Boyuan was amused and crying. This little girl was well aware of the routine of losing it if she had used it. But he had no choice. He was indeed in the wrong with Hong Linglan's affairs, and he could understand that Lingling had any objections to him.

Zhao Boyuan suddenly sniffed, "What does it taste? It smells so good!"

Bell looked straight: "I made my own cookies, should you leave?"

In front of the bell, Zhao Boyuan's heavy mood improved a lot, perhaps because this little girl was too clean and easy to understand.

“Can I try the cookies?”

Lingdang pouted and brought out a small plate. Zhao Boyuan had already sat down at the dining table. He looked around the small living room and the tidy place was clean.

Seeing that there were only four cookies on the small plate, Zhao Boyuan chuckled: "Can I buy it with you? Are you just treating the guests like that?"

Lingling immediately laughed: "Okay, 26 per catty, how much do you want?"

She is eager to make money now, so even if she doesn't like Zhao Boyuan, she should sell it or sell it. She doesn't like Zhao Boyuan, but she likes money.

After being amused by the bell for a second, Zhao Boyuan shook his head: "Pack it all up. Bell, you have such a good craftsmanship. This cookie is delicious."

He is not a sweet tooth, but the bells are really good. The taste is crispy and not sweet, which almost stimulates the fragrance of the raw materials.

Ling Ding's lips curled up: "It was taught by the teacher. Now everyone recommends low sugar, so I specially made ones with low sugar content."

She stopped talking to Zhao Boyuan and rushed into the kitchen like a rabbit. Looking at the bell with a cheerful atmosphere, Zhao Boyuan shook his head, the joy of the bell was so simple.

But why did Lingling remind Ms. Zheng to ask her to find a psychiatrist to issue a certificate to Cui Miao?

When Bell came out of the kitchen, Zhao Boyuan asked this question. Bell pushed two bags in front of him: "Sister taught me, she said you were outside long ago. She said you had a showdown with Ms. Zheng yesterday, and she would definitely send someone to follow Ms. Zheng, and Ms. Zheng would definitely come to me."

This is the third time that Zhao Boyuan has heard the name of his sister from Lingling. He raised his eyebrows: "Your sister Lily of the Valley? How can she contact you?"

Lingling subconsciously covered her mouth: "I won't tell you that my sister is my sister. There are two kilograms of cookies here, which cost 52 yuan."

Looking at the bell, he just didn't look at him, and Zhao Boyuan knew that he couldn't ask anything. However, he was even more curious about the sister that Lingling said. The last words that Lingling said were probably specifically for him.

He drew a hundred-dollar bill and pushed it over, and Zhao Boyuan smiled and said, "No need to look for it."

Lingdang shook her head and took out her small wallet: "No, I still have to find you money."

Seeing that there was not much money in the bell wallet, Zhao Boyuan couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He cleared his throat: "Then let's treat these as deposits for you? If you have new products in the future, I'll send one to me?"

Lingling subconsciously raised her smile: "Really? I will make new varieties of cookies every day."

Zhao Boyuan pushed another thousand and said, "Every time you have a new variety, you will send it directly to the front desk."

Lingdang held the money and smiled. This was the first money she earned through her own efforts.

When he went to the room to look at Hong Yuemei sleeping on the hospital bed, Zhao Boyuan felt guilty. Hong Linglan was imprisoned, and Hong Yuemei became a vegetable, and only bells were left in the family.

He looked at the bell: "I'll take your mom to the hospital? She will be more properly cared for."

Lingling shook her head: "Wait until my sister comes back, my sister said that when my sister comes back, we will find a way to heal my mother."

"That's fine. I will help ask for excellent doctors. If you have any difficulties, just tell me."

After leaving this sentence, Zhao Boyuan left Lingling's house with two paper bags. He was thinking along the way.

Lingdang went to him very suddenly yesterday, and it was probably the sister who came out to make suggestions later.

Since his showdown with Ms. Zheng and Cui Miao yesterday, he has always been paying attention to the Cui family's movements. Even when he came here today, he probably thought that the sister who was bell was expected to understand clearly.

When did such a powerful person appear beside Lingdang? Discovering evidence, looking for evidence, looking for allies, etc., she hides in the dark and pushes the development of the situation along the way.

It seemed that everything could not be hidden from her eyes, and she had plotted against everyone. Whether it was Ms. Zheng or him, she knew their psychology well.

Now it seems that the other party is standing on Hong Linglan's side, otherwise he would not have had such a lot of effort to overturn Hong Linglan's case.

After seeing Zhao Boyuan off, Lingling happily counted the money in front of the coffee table: "Sister, I've made money."

Jiang Chan looked at the silly and sweet little girl: "Well, congratulations, the bell is awesome! You will make more money in the future."

Lingling smiled and said, "I want to make a lot of money and make a lot of cookies."

Jiang Chan encouraged her: "The bell should be more cheerful. An excellent pastry chef can not only make cookies."

Bell clenched his fists: "I'll go learn now!"

Seeing the bell hanging in the study space, Jiang Chan smiled. She was already prompting clearly enough. If Zhao Boyuan still couldn't understand what she meant, she would have to come on it herself.

Lingling bakes small biscuits at home every day, and soon she became famous in the community. All the children like her. Even though they didn’t open a store, some parents still came to buy biscuits.
Chapter completed!