Outrageous! The man I picked up was actually the child's father!

Shu Yanyan knew that Feng Jue had no money to give her.

She made up her mind that she would go to her boss tomorrow to ask for her 3,000 yuan salary. If her boss didn't have the money to give her, she would go to Jiang Yun to borrow some money and then return it to her after she got her salary.

So finish this sentence.

The two suddenly fell silent.

It was fine when the two were in a cold war, but now standing face to face, Shu Yanyan coughed lightly in embarrassment.

"Well, let's put it this way. Go take a shower. I'm going to work."

"Ah."

Feng Jue lowered his eyes and looked at her. His dark eyes were even deeper than the stars.

He said this, but his body didn't move.

Shu Yanyan pursed her lips: "..."

The two were in a stalemate for a while.

In the end, Shu Yanyan turned around first and closed the door.

Feng Jue who was locked outside: "..."

Forget it. I'll find another chance to apologize to her next time.

Shu Yanyan turned on the computer and prepared to continue working on the design drawings.

Two days have passed and she has to submit the design plan to her boss as soon as she gets to work tomorrow. But she has no idea at the moment. She is not even satisfied with the previous design plan, so how can she impress the client?

Shu Yanyan rubbed her hair anxiously, let out a long breath, opened the design drawings, and forced herself to calm down.

The night deepened unknowingly.

The noise from cars on the road gradually died down, and the bustling city began to become quiet.

Even the thousands of lights on the opposite side of the community went out at some point, leaving only a few lights.

Feng Jue lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

He first opened his mobile phone and studied the stock data.

He took out a pen and paper, wrote down all the data carefully, then made a deduction, looked at the result and nodded with satisfaction.

I should be able to come up with three thousand dollars tomorrow.

Feng Jue finally felt relieved and prepared to lie back down on the bed.

But I tossed and turned and still couldn't fall asleep.

Because of the cold war with Shu Yanyan, I haven't eaten anything since noon today and I'm already starving.

Feng Jue opened the door and walked out.

I found that the door of the master bedroom was half open, and Shu Yanyan was sitting in front of the computer, holding her chin with a distressed look on her face.

The floor next to them was littered with discarded draft papers.

Feng Jue glanced at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. Why was she still working?

He walked over and knocked on the door.

"Shu Yanyan, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Shu Yanyan was staring at the design drawings on the computer with her messy hair, and was startled when she heard the voice.

"Why are you standing behind me all of a sudden? Don't you know that scaring people can kill them?"

Feng Jue glanced at her computer screen, which was the interior design drawing of the villa.

Shu Yanyan has obviously made many versions of the design, but each version has obvious advantages and disadvantages.

He didn't say anything, but said: "Let's do it tomorrow. It's already late, and girls can't stay up late."

Shu Yanyan pouted and said, "It's easy for you to say that. You've spent all the three thousand yuan I have left. If I don't get this order tomorrow, I'll have to starve."

"Okay." Feng Jue shook his head helplessly.

He didn't realize that there was someone like her who always talked about money.

But he didn't hate Shu Yanyan for being like this. Compared to those hypocritical and pretentious women, Shu Yanyan had a rare sense of authenticity.

After hearing this, Shu Yanyan was speechless.

"What are you talking about? Don't you know how much I need money now?"

Shu Yanyan couldn't help but think about it one by one in her mind.

Children’s tuition, living expenses, rent, social expenses, etc.

But she couldn't explain this to him.