The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(19)

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 Chapter 19: Eating Wife Cakes

After dinner, Bailu washed the dishes. At night, after taking a shower, Xiao Cheng washed his clothes. Before going to bed, Bailu saw Xiao Cheng sitting at the table, holding a small notebook. As he read, his handsome face gradually turned sinister, and a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes. In the calm and eerie atmosphere, it felt like a lurking ferocious beast was about to break free from its cage. "What are you reading?" Bai Lu jumped off the bed and quickly ran to Xiao Cheng. Her eyes were fixed on the little notebook in his hands. On the notebook, there were many checked debt notes, with a new unpaid debt note in the middle. Debtor: Li Chengbin. Creditor: He Yongli, the owner of the southern city casino. Debt Amount: 800,000 yuan. For a small town in the 90s, where only a few households were worth a million, 800,000 yuan was a huge sum. This was the largest debt Xiao Cheng had received in all these years of debt collection. If he could collect the entire debt, Xiaocheng would receive at least 8,000 yuan as a commission from the big boss. The boss takes the lion's share, and he takes a smaller cut. As for how much the others, like Luo Shiliu, could get, it was up to Xiao Cheng, the big brother, to decide. The big boss also had a group of thugs under him. If Xiao Cheng needed their help for debt collection, he would have to pay them separately. If Xiao Cheng could recover the entire amount with just Luo Shiliu, Xiaoda Zhuang, and Wang Hao, he wouldn't need to pay extra. In Xiao Cheng's memory, his plan was to finish this debt and then move south to start a new business. But this last bit of money had twists and turns, and disasters almost cost them their lives... Because of Wang Hao's matter, the repayment date of Li Chengbin's 800,000 yuan had been postponed. Now that Xiao Cheng brought out the debt note, did he intend to stir up trouble again? Bai Lu squinted her eyes, playfully grabbed the debt note from Xiao Cheng, and said with a smile, "The repayment deadline has been postponed. It will take two or three days for Aunt Wu foundation to dry before building the wall. You should rest at home these days and not exhaust yourself running around." "Come, have a cake. Eat it and go to bed early." Bai Lu opened the drawer and casually took out a stack of cakes. With her left hand, she skillfully untied the hemp rope on top, took out a golden and crispy cake, and handed it to Xiao Cheng's mouth. She blinked, indicating for him to eat. She probably didn't know what kind of cake she had taken. Xiao Cheng looked at the three big characters on the cake bag, lifted his eyes slightly, looked at the girl with a smiling face in front of him, and took a bite of the cake from her hand. The outer layer was crispy, the inside was tender, a bit sweet, a bit greasy, and the taste was passable. "Is it delicious? I think so. Today, I've had three of them myself – one in the morning, one at noon, and one just now. They're really delicious!" Bai Lu pushed the cake toward his mouth with a smile. Xiao Cheng didn't refuse. Whether it was accidental or intentional, Bai Lu's fingertips, even her index finger, touched Bai Lu's lips as he bit into the cake. It wasn't really a bite; there was hardly any force applied, just a gentle touch between his upper and lower lip. Slightly cool, soft warmth covered her fingertips. Bai Lu's face blushed suddenly. Redder than a ripe red apple, redder than the red glow before sunset. She looked like a peach blossom. Xiao Cheng was stunned. He had never seen her so delicate, even more alluring than her shy look in the afternoon. His Adam's apple moved up and down, and a hint of flame seemed to be ignited in the depths of his profound eyes, simmering. There were still some crumbs of wife cake in his mouth, wrapped around her jade-like fingers. He casually licked them with his tongue. A surge of electric current passed through her fingertips. Bai Lu's face turned crimson, and her whole body felt like it was burning up. Her entire arm went numb. With a swift motion, she pulled back her hand, hiding it behind her as if nothing had happened. The smile still lingered on her face, trying not to appear embarrassed. "Let's change the subject. By the way, I heard Aunt Wu has entrusted all the construction work for the house to you – steel bars, cement, red bricks, sand... Have you kept accounts for those materials?" Xiao Cheng pursed his lips, and his deep gaze continued to focus on her still-flushed face. "No." Bai Lu, with her hand previously on the table, now moved to touch her face, pretending not to notice the awkwardness. "I think it's better to keep a record. Even though it's a neighbor, and the house isn't very big, for your first construction project, it's better to have a record as a basis. In case of any problems in the future, it will serve as evidence." Bai Lu was unsure if she had gotten to the point, but talking more seemed to be the right thing to do. Bai Lu's father was the Chief Justice, handling cases involving politics, criminal matters, transnational economic disputes, international litigation... Important case files were usually backed up to prevent unexpected situations from putting them in a passive position. It wasn't that she suspected the character of Wu Xiuyun's family, but being prepared in advance was always a good practice. Xiaocheng had a criminal record, and there were many eyes on him. To avoid future criticism and false accusations, having a detailed account statement would be best. Xiaocheng, however, dismissed it. With his arms crossed, he spoke arrogantly, looking down on everything. "Who dares to gossip." Yes, yes, yes! Even if your tongue is chewed into pieces, you won't know! Bai Lu knew that his principle was: if anyone disobeys, beat them until they submit. He had long been accustomed to ignoring the rumors spread by the gossipy neighbors. Little did they know, rumors could be frightening. In the future, many people, driven by rumors and baseless talk, fell victim to online public opinion and ended their lives. Even though there was no internet here, a single person's spittle could drown someone. Seeing the big boss still wearing that arrogant expression, Bai Lu extended the hand holding the little notebook and shook it in front of him. "If you've made a debt record, making a material usage record won't take much time. To avoid future gossip, just make one...," her voice became soft and sweet, as if doing so would earn her a reward. Xiao Cheng didn't seem to care, his arms still crossed, and his tone was proud and disdainful. "The notebook has no blank pages left." The accounts were so many that the notebook had long been filled. When Bai Lu heard his agreement, she was surprised. She had prepared a lot of arguments to convince him, but the big boss was surprisingly cooperative this time. Without a second thought, he immediately revealed a sweet smile that could kill. "Wait a moment, I'll go ask Xiao Wei for one!" With that, she ran outside. In Xiao Cheng's eyes, there was still the smiling face of a girl, her small figure fluttering like a butterfly as she turned around. After a moment, his face became serious. Pregnant and still running so fast. Unreasonable. When Wang Hao mentioned Chen Chunli's pregnancy, he said that she couldn't do anything after becoming pregnant, feeling uncomfortable all over. She even asked Wang Hao for money every now and then, saying that she needed to buy clothes, milk powder, diapers... Save the rest for nutrition supplements during confinement. Bai Lu went to the vegetable garden every day with a small hoe, never asking him for money. If he gave it to her, she accepted it. If he didn't, she didn't ask. She didn't look like a soon-to-be mother at all.  

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