With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Liu Qing didn't know whether Meng Xia had brought the work back to do, nor did she really want to find out.

Now, as someone who has been beaten so badly by her boyfriend, she needs comfort.

Isn't Meng Xia the most familiar person here? She takes such good care of the other person. Shouldn't the other person comfort her at a time like this?

She needs to find the other party.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Qing raised her hand and knocked on the door.

She believes that no one should only focus on their own work when faced with such a situation.

You should at least say a few words of comfort to her, listen to her talk, and help her relieve her inner turmoil.

Liu Qing had already planned out how she would behave when Meng Xia opened the door, making sure that Meng Xia couldn't refuse her.

If anyone were here, they would see that Liu Qing's eyes were red and swollen, and tears were constantly streaming down her face. She looked pitiful and miserable. Even a passerby, seeing this tragic state, would probably ask her what was wrong.

Half a minute passed, and no one came to open the door. Liu Qing's pitiful face became contorted with rage.

She had expected that the other party would be in a difficult position and would use work to reject her, but she never expected that the other party would not give her a chance to perform at all.

Was he pretending not to hear, or did he really not hear?

Liu Qing felt a surge of resentment welling up inside her, and she wanted to vent it all out.

Of course Azhen heard it. Knowing that Liu Qing had ill intentions and that talking to her was a waste of time, why did she open the door?
As for the other party suspecting that she did it on purpose, so what?
Why should we consider what the other person is thinking or whether they will have a bad impression of someone who is full of bad intentions?

If the other party is shameless enough to ask what happened, just make up any excuse: I was too focused on my work and didn't notice; I was wearing headphones and the music was playing loudly, so I couldn't hear it.

If Liu Qing had the nerve, she could just say she was pretending not to hear and admit it. What's wrong with that?

There is no obligation to open the door for the other party.

[Host, come play a game, I've found a really fun one.] 997, seeing that Azhen was unusually free, extended a warm invitation: [Let's play a sweet duo.]

Azhen's eyes were full of laughter: "Okay, what, you're not doing the companionship anymore this time?"

[No plans for now. I've been a gaming companion for decades in the last century, creating a legend in the industry that's almost impossible for newcomers to surpass. I'm satisfied, but also a bit tired of it. Time to try something else.]

[It just so happens that this world is relatively quiet, host. I wonder if your little fragment exists? Let's quickly play a duo match.]

Azhen naturally agreed.

I downloaded the game I found on 997, registered, logged in, and started playing.

As for the client, they are working hard, doing jobs they took on online.

Now that she had plenty of time, and being in her spirit form, she wasn't tired at all. It was like having an unlimited stamina item in a game, allowing her to work non-stop without getting fatigued. So she took on a ton of work, saying that this would allow her to accumulate some money and clients, and maybe in the future she wouldn't need her parents' support to buy a big house here, and then bring her parents to live here. The client had a very clear plan for the future.

A-Zhu thought it was pretty good.

The knocking continued intermittently for about five minutes before finally stopping.

Liu Qing, who had returned to her room next door, was furious.

She kept an eye on what was happening outside while cooking.

Don't the neighbors order takeout?
She refused to believe it; she was determined to wait until the other person left the house. The kitchen was located close to the front door, so she could hear anyone knocking on the neighbor's door whenever it opened.

Whether the other person genuinely didn't hear her or was pretending, she didn't care, as long as her plan worked. Given this cold indifference, it's no wonder she used that person as a scapegoat.

The food was all ready, but we didn't hear any noise from next door.

Azhen was eating cookies. She had eaten quite a lot at noon, so she could just eat whatever she wanted for dinner. Although she hadn't made any modifications to her body, as long as her powers remained, maintaining her bodily functions wouldn't be a problem.

During the day, it's best to act as normally as possible in front of others.

It doesn't really matter whether she eats in the evening or not, especially for her.

She wasn't particularly fond of food, so she simply didn't order takeout.

The main reason is that the new game I'm playing is quite interesting, and I'm having so much fun with 997 that I don't feel like eating.

Liu Qing had no idea about any of this; her eyes were red with anger.

Meng Xia isn't taking the bait. What should she do next?
Liu Qing's face darkened. Cao Yongbing got off work very late, and with such a high salary, he must be very busy. She, on the other hand, still had time to prepare.

Last night, Cao Yongbing came home drunk and lost his temper again. He felt that her new dress was too flashy and looked like she was trying to seduce someone, so he started to hit her.

She doesn't need to use this incident to involve Meng Xia.

She pondered as she ate.

Meng Xia wouldn't come out at all; no one answered the door when she knocked, so she couldn't go in and wouldn't be able to stay at the other person's house for the next few days.

However, she had mentioned Meng Xia to Cao Yongbing whenever she had the chance in the past few days. If she wasn't home, he would definitely go to find Meng Xia first.

According to her, she and Meng Xia had a pretty good relationship.

With this in mind, Liu Qing already had a plan.

After quickly finishing her meal and cleaning up, Liu Qing took the trash out to throw it away. She then entered the elevator but pressed the button for the top floor, showing no intention of going home.

The weather is still a bit hot now, but thankfully it's cooler at night, otherwise it would definitely be uncomfortable to stay outside.

If Meng Xia weren't so cold-hearted, she wouldn't be standing on the rooftop with not even a slightly comfortable place to sit.

After standing for a while, she couldn't stand anymore, so she leaned against the wall, squatted down, and looked at her phone.

As darkness fell, Liu Qing kept staring at her phone, calculating when Cao Yongbing would return.

Finally, at ten o'clock at night, her breathing became a little rapid. She was somewhat looking forward to the scene where Cao Yongbing didn't see her at home and went to the neighbor's. It's just that she was on the rooftop and couldn't witness it in person.

When Cao Yongbing returned home, he found the house clean and deserted, and sensed something was wrong. Discovering Liu Qing wasn't home, he frantically called her. Liu Qing, however, was prepared and had already put the phone on airplane mode.

Anxious, Cao Yongbing started calling everyone he knew, including Liu Qing's parents, but he didn't hear from her.

Just as Liu Qing had planned, he remembered the person Liu Qing had mentioned most often these past few days: the young girl living next door. Even though they had hardly ever met, he had heard the girl's name from Liu Qing; it seemed to be Meng Xia, a recent graduate, a very independent young woman.

When Liu Qing mentioned it, her words carried a hint of envy.

Cao Yongbing wasn't as jealous of women, nor did he think much about it.

Having thought of this, he didn't hesitate and went directly to knock on the door next door.

This time, Azhen opened the door. (End of Chapter)