Leng Rongrong became quite busy in the coming days.
She had sourced seeds of many vegetables as well as flowers from somewhere and started to sort out the garden.
Often, Mo Linyuan sat in the wheelchair watching Leng Rongrong occupying herself.
He had seen many women, all kinds of women, but he could not see through this one.
He had thought that she was employed by someone and placed here to monitor him. But she did not seem to be a spy.
She did not lack money or strength. Rumor went that she was a wild kid from the countryside, yet she did not seem to be one of those, either.
She had spent a large amount of money upon buying two cars, and a lot of it on getting expensive outfits for both of them. In her words, clothes were important for people. Even a cripple needed to look proper on the surface.
She told Mo Linyuan to stay faithful despite the handicapped legs.
She said that his legs might not be cured, but his life was long and no one could predict what the future would be like.
She did not seem to be a person who would set up traps for him to fall in.
"Master, something is going on with the company. Are you going to have a meeting with them?" Tang Luo asked.
"Set up a video meeting in the study." Mo Linyuan replied.
"Okay."
Tang Luo turned to Leng Rongrong and said thoughtfully. "Lady Leng is at home every single day. As a result, we can't seem to find a good opportunity to step out."
"Didn't she say that she is going to work to earn money?" Mo Linyuan asked calmly.
Tang Luo shook his head. "Don't know. Three days have passed and Lady Leng is still at home. She keeps buying all kinds of things for home… I would be worried about your money, if Lady Leng was not spending from her own pocket. You have married a profligate wife! I am very curious now to know what kind of countryside family was able to raise a spendthrift lady like Madam."
Mo Linyuan glanced at him and asked. "….What did she buy during the past few days?"
"Some oil paintings were bought yesterday, a few antique vases the day before yesterday. I heard that a piano is going to be delivered today…" Tang Luo's lips twitched as he narrated the events of the past few days.
This was no ordinary lady. She only bought expensive stuff.
This villa was bare and a dilapidated one before, but after some effort, Madam had turned it into a luxurious villa. Each piece was a treasure.
He had no idea where Madam got those things from. As far as he could see, each painting and calligraphy was authentic, and some were beautifully unique.
Madam had a great sense of judgement.
Madam also had a great deal of money.
Madam was definitely profligate.
Not sure how a young woman like her got so much money. Moreover, how did she dare to spend so much money?
As per Tang Luo's information, Leng Rongrong's father was not a rich person. He fell in the category of the middle class of the society. Leng Guantang could not possibly afford Leng Rongrong's 'habit', even if he gave her everything he had.
So it was certain that her money did not come from the Leng Family and it was publicly known that the Leng Family had excluded her long ago.
Mo Linyuan held a video meeting in the study.
Leng Rongrong had decorated the study tastefully. It was done on the second day that they moved in. She had filled up every single shelf in that room.
She had got several computers and laptops set up, so the study was well equipped.
Mo Linyuan was quite satisfied with the way the study was furnished, including the books on the shelves. They were what Mo Linyuan liked to read.
Leng Rongrong sweated heavily after working for a long while in the garden area. She had ploughed open a large patch of land for the plants, and was covered completely with mud. Yet she was very happy and smiled cheerfully.
"Finally!"
Leng Rongrong said excitedly, "This should be enough. The seeds are sowed, all we have to do is wait for them to sprout!"
Leng Rongrong got even more excited as she ran her eyes across the land.
She would be able to plant the vegetables she liked in this vast area from now on.
When the season came, the garden would look beautiful.
When all was done, Leng Rongrong returned inside to get changed. After she came down, she suddenly thought of something, and headed to the kitchen.
She needed to return the stuff that she had borrowed from the little boy last time.
Leng Rongrong packed the stuff and headed towards Mo Nanyu's home.
The iron gate of Mo Nanyu's home was open, and a black car was parked outside the yard. A man walked out of the house with luggage in hand whilst Mo Nanyu was holding a small backpack, looking like a cool boy. He followed the man, wearing sunglasses and a black mask.
The little fellow looked like a miniature version of a superstar who tried to conceal their identity.
"Mom!" Nanyu removed his sunglasses and ran towards Leng Rongrong when he caught sight of her. "What are you doing here, Mom?"
Mom?
Leng Rongrong raised her eyebrows. The little fellow was indeed lovely, but for some reason, he kept calling her mom.
Was this the latest trend that she wasn't aware of?
"I am giving back the ingredients I borrowed from you last time." Leng Rongrong raised the stuff in her hands. "Are you going away?"
"Yes, I am going to shoot a movie." Nanyu said with puffed cheeks."I had wanted to stay here for a while, but I am too busy with work. It is not easy to make money in this world!"
"You are a star?" Leng Rongrong was surprised.
"Just a minor actor." Nanyu said with a smile. "I am so happy that I could meet you before I leave. Can I hug you?"
"Sure." Leng Rongrong said as she squatted down.
The little fellow rushed into her arms. His body felt soft and carried a milky scent. When Leng Rongrong held him in her arms, she felt her heart turning warm.
But she also had an unexplained urge to cry.
She pinched her nose, feeling that this was a curious situation.
She exchanged a few words with the little fellow, and asked him regarding the food ingredients that she had brought.
"Give the boxes to me. I can ask the crew members to cook them for me." Nanyu took the things with his outstretched hands. "Oh yes, Aunt. Can we exchange our numbers and add each other on Wechat?"
"Sure!" Leng Rongrong readily exchanged phone numbers with the little fellow.
Next to them, the young man urged him. "Yu, can we leave now? We are going to be late."
"Sorry mom, I have to leave, or I will miss my flight. We can talk on the phone though." The little fellow waved his phone and blinked at Leng Rongrong.
That blinking melted Leng Rongrong's heart.
After seeing Mo Nanyu off, Leng Rongrong returned to her house.
The moment she came home, she saw a delivery car parked outside. The thing that she had bought, seemed to have arrived.