Chapter 48 Takeout

As a self-reliant, hard-working young entrepreneur, Li Ang would take part-time jobs as a family tutor during his spare time to supplement household expenses. Since his academic performance was quite impressive, the fees he charged were sufficient to sustain his life in Yin City.

Moreover, Li Ang had his own set of methods for dealing with unruly children, just a bout of verbal barrages and a series of military boxing would reshape even the most rebellious brats into flowers of the motherland endowed with morality and integrity. He was highly reputed among Yin City parents' groups,

Many parents who lacked the ability to discipline their children were planning to hire Li Ang as a tutor, coming to their homes once a week, including those from high society families with annual incomes of millions or tens of millions.

It left him feeling like he was in an episode of the American National Geographic reality show "Dog Whisperer"....

After tutoring several problematic children, Li Ang, who was about to go home to cook, received a QQ message from Wang Congshan.

"Are you there?"

Raising his eyebrows, Li Ang replied, "I'm here, what's up, Kindness-Kingly-Princess?"

"??? What does that mean."

"Praising you as a benevolent, kind, and noble princess."

"I'll buy that," Wang Congshan replied with a resigned expression and typed, "My parents have gone to a class reunion, they're not home right now."

"What's up then?" Li Ang, walking along the road and looking around somewhat guiltily, typed, "I wouldn't dare sneak a kiss with you, meow."

"What are you thinking about, my computer broke, can you come over and help me fix it? I'll treat you to a meal from Ele.me afterward."

"On my way, wait for me fifteen minutes."

Energized by the promise of a free meal, Li Ang rode his old Phoenix bike, braving the light rain, and following the instructions on Baidu Maps, he arrived at Wang Congshan's home and swiftly fixed the desktop computer in her bedroom.

"It was just a bad contact on the memory stick."

After putting the casing back under the desk and dusting off his hands, Li Ang casually mentioned, "It's all good after dusting it off. In the future, you can blow the dust out of the power supply fan with a hairdryer, and spray the motherboard with electronic cleaner, then use a small brush to dust it off a little. As for the gold fingers on the memory stick, you can also lightly erase them with an eraser...."

Wang Congshan clasped her hands over her head, assuming an expression of agony, "Master, Master, stop preaching! Wukong knows he was wrong!"

God damn Wukong, do you have a stretchable Monkey King Bar?

A twitch forming at the corner of his mouth, Li Ang was about to continue bantering with Wang Congshan when he heard a knock at the security door.

"Delivery!"

A muffled male voice called from outside.

"Huh?" Li Ang looked at Wang Congshan, "Did you order delivery?"

"Nope, I planned to order a boxed meal delivered to your house tonight," Wang Congshan said, puzzled, "Wrong address maybe?"

"I'll check." Li Ang went to the door, opened the security gate, and saw a large delivery guy standing outside.

He was at least 1.9 meters tall, broad and hefty, wearing a yellow motorcycle helmet, clad in a yellow and black, very thick delivery uniform, with a white mask over his mouth.

"2084? Spicy hot pot?" the delivery guy asked in a deep voice.

"Uh...." Li Ang looked at the label on the delivery package, "Seems like it is across the hall."

"Hm...." The delivery guy glanced at the paper delivery note, "Sorry about that, looked at it wrong."

"No problem."

Closing the door, Li Ang turned to Wang Congshan with a sigh, "And here I was thinking you had a change of heart, wanting to give me a surprise."

"You're overthinking it, buddy," Wang Congshan said with a twist of her mouth, "There is ice cream in the fridge, though. Want some?"

Definitely. After polishing off the mung bean cakes with Wang Congshan, Li Ang could not resist the temptation and accepted Wang Congshan's hearty invitation. They locked the security door, drew the curtains, lay on the bed,

and whipped out their phones to play ten rounds of 'Duo Rank' in 'Pesticide'.

Unsurprisingly, ten consecutive losses.

"This sucks, this really sucks," Wang Congshan's face emerged from behind her phone, casting a reproachful look at Li Ang, "Can't you do any better?"

"A woman can say anything she likes, but you can't say a man is incompetent," Li Ang said thick-facedly, "I only go for the 298 yuan package at the foot massage place. What do you say about that?"

Just as they were casting blame back and forth, the sound of a key entering the lock came from Wang Congshan's security door, and at the same time, a woman's voice rose from outside, "Shan Shan, come out and help me with the groceries. The class reunion your dad had today was canceled, so we just went around the market and got your favorite crabs."

Wang Congshan sucked in a breath of cool air and looked at Li Ang, "My parents are back."

As childhood friends, Li Ang roughly knew that Wang Congshan's mother worked at the education department and her father was a criminal police officer in Yin City. They had strict house rules, and in their eyes, Wang Congshan had always been a well-behaved girl, not the type to secretly bring boys home.

"Ah, then we might as well come clean," Li Ang nodded, "I will take responsibility for our child."

"Take responsibility my foot," Wang Congshan said with a slant-eyed glare, "There's a water pipe outside the balcony; you can climb down that."

"...You live on the 20th floor, right?" Li Ang said, his eyes hollow.

"Impressed you remembered that," Wang Congshan pursed her lips, scratching her head in distress, "You go to the study first. Later, just say you came to deliver notes, got it?"

Li Ang gave an OK gesture.

By the time Wang Congshan opened the door and explained things to her parents, Li Ang had already tidied his hair, put on a professional smile, clasped a notebook with both hands, and adopted the pose of an exemplary student, stepping out of the study, "Hello, uncle and auntie, I am Congshan's classmate. Today, I am here to... "

He stalled in his speech.

He had met Wang Congshan's father before, right beneath Building No. 7 in Wanhe Residential Area.

It was the detective in charge of the case of the old lady, Zhang Cuilian's death.

Officer Wang Fengnian, with over twenty years of police service, glared and said, "It's you?"

"That's me." Li Ang couldn't help but feel the world was really small, "I'm just a socialist successor, a tender flower of the motherland, a Young Pioneer who does good deeds without seeking fame."

Here we go again, who asked you that?

Both Wang Congshan and her mother looked surprised, asking in unison, "You two know each other?"

"Sort of," Wang Fengnian narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Li Ang, "You're Congshan's classmate? What's your name? Where's your household registration? What's your family situation like?"

"Hey, what are you doing," Mother Wang pushed her husband, "It's not easy for Congshan to have a classmate over, why are you acting like you're interrogating a criminal?"

Wang Fengnian glowered, his gaze shifting suspiciously back and forth over Li Ang.

"You better be honest, boy, believe it or not I can break your legs."

Officer Wang's look conveyed this message without a doubt; his pride and joy could not be carried off by some unidentified wild boar.

"Xiao Li, is it?" Mother Wang whispered a few words with Wang Congshan and then flashed a cryptic smile, "Why don't you stay for dinner? We happened to buy crabs."

Li Ang immediately felt the cold glare of Officer Wang Fengnian on his back, but as a food enthusiast, nothing could stop him from eating crabs.

"Then I'll trouble you, Auntie."