Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

"Okay, I'm going to wash up and get ready for bed."

Lin Yun raised his hand to interrupt.

"Hey, don't rush."

"I've already said it, this is a program."

"It's a show, so of course we can ask them to perform."

“Look outside…”

The three women turned to look out the window.

"Wow! There's nothing there..."

Lin Yun said awkwardly.

"Don't worry, it's probably just the sailboat starting up; it will take some time."

Even the best motorcycles sometimes need a kick.

Upon hearing this, Lee Boo-jeong suddenly turned her head and asked.

Is the motorcycle I gave you the same?

Lin Yun paused for a moment before speaking.

"No!"

“The one you gave me is different; that car can’t even be kicked.”

"Once the battery dies, I just push it away."

Cheng Guo asked curiously.

"Do motorcycles also have the problem of running out of battery power?"

Lin Yun nodded and said.

"Of course, it's also a product of Earth, not Cybertron."

"Hey, the sailboat is out!"

On the dark sea, a point of light suddenly appeared, followed by one after another neatly arranged ships entering the sea.

Well, this show is alright!

You won't regret watching it, and you won't regret not watching it either...

But paying to watch it is definitely a waste!

In particular, they only considered standing high and seeing far, without considering the problem of eye strain!

Finally, Lin Yun thoughtfully handed each of the three women a pair of binoculars, allowing them to properly appreciate the last wonder of Niu Island.

The most exciting part of the entire performance was when a group of sailboats returned to port together, giving it a feeling of moths flying into a flame.

Lee Boo-jung said in a very serious tone.

"This performance was absolutely amazing."

Qin Yumo wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said.

"Yes."

Cheng Guo looked completely bewildered.

Does this program have any symbolic meaning?

"Why is Sister Yu Mo crying?"

Lin Yun waved his hand and said.

"It's nothing, she was just looking too intently and got blinded by the light."

"We've seen the scenery, let's go back to bed and sleep."

Cheng Guo nodded, then asked.

"So who's sharing a room with me?"

Faced with this question, Lin Yun said with a puzzled expression.

Are you afraid of the dark?

Cheng Guo shook his head and said.

"No, I'm only afraid of being poor."

Lin Yun nodded and said.

"Yeah, I'm scared of that too."

"However, no one will be with you; you'll be all alone in your room."

Cheng Guo said with a strange expression.

"The three of you live together?"

"I know this question is very presumptuous, but I'm still quite curious."

What is the relationship between the three of you?

Qin Yumo said, putting his arm around Li Fuzhen.

"We are true love!"

Then he pointed at Lin Yun and said.

"He was the other woman."

"I suddenly realized what happened," he said.

"Oh, that's clear, I understand."

Lin Yun complained with a dark face.

"What do you know?"

You believe everything others say.

"Let me briefly introduce you. This is my girlfriend."

"This is also my girlfriend."

"Do you understand now?"

Cheng Guo nodded and said.

"understood!"

"Then you guys keep going, I'll head back now."

Looking at the result of hurriedly closing the door, Lin Yun said in a serious tone.

"I bet she doesn't understand at all."

Qin Yumo rolled her eyes.

"Nonsense, even a normal person wouldn't understand the relationship between us on the first try."

…………

The next day, Lin Yun and his two companions saw Cheng Guo off...

Lin Yun didn't try to stop him, after all, he wasn't a good person anymore, and he couldn't possibly become a pervert.

Anyway, we have their contact information, so we can take it slow later.

The next day at the airport, it was Li Fuzhen who saw Lin Yun and the other person off.

At the airport, Lee Boo-jung, though not tearful, was clearly reluctant to leave.

After seeing Lin Yun off, Li Fuzhen returned to her office to deal with some miscellaneous matters that had arisen in the past few days.

However, just as she sat down in her office, her secretary suddenly knocked on the door and came in.

"Your Highness, there's a phone call for you."

Lee Boo-jung answered the phone and asked.

"Hello."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Zhang."

"I'd like to ask you, do you still need to learn how to cook?"

Lee Boo-jung paused for a moment before speaking.

"Mr. Zhang, aren't you undergoing chemotherapy?"

　(Haonuohao) "Is the condition under control?"

Master Zhang said with a smile.

"Haha, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"It's a misdiagnosis!"

"I'm in great health now. If you have time, I can teach you how to make potato ice cream!"

"This is a traditional Chinese name..."

The next moment, Zhang's scream suddenly came from the phone.

Then came a familiar male voice.

"A traditional famous dish, right!"

"Sweet and sour pork with yellow peaches, right?"

"Potatoes and ice cream, huh!"

"You put chocolate sauce in hot dry noodles, huh!"

A moment later, the screams from the phone grew weaker and weaker.