My host is cold and scumbag

Zhao Xinyun sent a message to Hou Lin but did not reply. When Hou Lin got in the car, he deliberately looked at Zhao Xinyun's message without replying. When he pushed two 24-inch suitcases to the door, he straightened his back, walked past Zhao Xinyun who was leaning against the wall waiting, proudly entered his birthday, pressed the handle and walked in.

Zhao Xinyun followed Hou Lin into the house. The house was the same as before. Zhao Xinyun said casually, "There are two more rooms. Choose your own."

The house was very small, and the room was not even as big as the toilet in his own villa. Hou Lin stared at the largest master bedroom and compromised by pushing his luggage into the room next to Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyun pulled out Lin He’s chat box and asked him where he was.

Lin He replied that he was at Qin Ru's house.

Zhao Xinyun typed: Let’s meet downstairs in the community in the evening.

Lin He: You are back? ?

Zhao Xinyun just replied with a "hmm".

Hou Lin was tidying up the room, and he kept complaining: "The closet is so small, the room is so small, and the bed is so hard."

As he spoke, his voice became weaker. Zhao Xinyun saw Hou Lin open his laptop and type in the living room, and then he continued to pack his clothes with satisfaction. Zhao Xinyun and Hou Lin had dinner, but of course, the dinner was not very good.

Hou Lin's hands were also very delicate, and he cried in the kitchen while cooking. After a chaotic meal, a bunch of dishes that tasted average but edible were brought out. Zhao Xinyun did not discourage Hou Lin's enthusiasm, and he walked out after eating. Hou Lin stood up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Something happened."

"What shouldn't I know?" Hou Lin regained his noble young master's temper and spoke with confidence.

Zhao Xinyun had no time to take care of Hou Lin's temper. He slammed the door and went out. Lin He waited for a long time under a big tree downstairs. Zhao Xinyun walked over and Lin He stood up straight: "You're here."

Zhao Xinyun nodded: "Qin Ru is also at home."

Lin He nodded: "I also checked your last guess. The Li family instigated Bai Mian to bring back a few immature drugs from the laboratory and injected them into Li Heng without hesitation. Li Heng regained his alpha status."

Lin He was quite shocked to hear the news. It was normal to conduct experiments on Li Heng, who had lost his alpha status, but the drug actually restored Li Heng's glandular function, which was indeed inconsistent with the experimental data. However, the damage to Li Heng's body was permanent, and even if he recovered his alpha status, he would not be able to act independently.

No wonder Bai Mian hasn't looked for her recently. Zhao Xinyun seemed to be thinking about something.

"The Li family does have one more person, a beta branch. It's a woman. She was also in City A this time, but she didn't show up. Now they have returned to the Li family, and Li Mian will also be recruited back."

Zhao Xinyun didn't pay attention to Hou Lin's funeral last time, but looking at Zhao Huo and Hou Lin, this matter should have been handled perfectly.

"The last time the Li family came to the Hou Corporation for cooperation, they caused a big uproar because of Hou Lin's incident. They lost their reputation and resources, and the two families completely fell out. The Li family has a weak alpha, so getting this potion can be said to give them an extra layer of confidence."

Lin He looked at the woman thinking seriously. They were only an arm's length apart. The woman who had disappeared for a few days had not changed at all. There was just one more omega in the house. Lin He's eyelashes drooped and he felt depressed.

Zhao Xinyun looked up at Qin Ru's residential building. One of the sensor corridor lights on the roof had just gone out. She said to Lin He, "Are you going back to Northern Xinjiang?"

Lin He nodded when he heard this: "Grandpa sent me a message in Northern Xinjiang, saying that if I don't deal with Qin Ru's matter, I shouldn't go back. Qin Ru has been watching me very closely during this period, and no matter how we communicate, it's useless."

"When you return to Northern Frontier, take me with you."

Lin He was slightly surprised: "You want to join the military camp?"

Then he thought about it again and coughed lightly: "That's fine, I still need an assistant..."

"Tell me before you go." Zhao Xinyun turned and went home. Lin He stayed there awkwardly, staring at Zhao Xinyun's back dryly.

Zhao Xinyun stood in front of her door and remembered that she didn't have the password. She sighed and knocked on the door.

The combination lock has a video call function. Hou Lin asked from behind the door: "What did you do?"

"This is my home." Zhao Xinyun raised his eyebrows.

The two of them were just like a couple having a quarrel. The one who got into trouble was threatened by his virtuous wife at home, threatening to have to sleep in the corridor if he didn't explain clearly. Zhao Xinyun was thinking about the feasibility of kicking the door.

After a long confrontation, Hou Lin finally opened the door, with anger and jealousy on his face. He opened the door and locked himself in the room. The dishes on the table had not been cleaned up yet. In order to pass the time, Zhao Xinyu took the initiative to clean the table.

With just such a casual thought, Hou Lin couldn't help but open the door a crack when he heard the clash of dishes and chopsticks, and watched the elegant and cold woman carry the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, slowly turning on the faucet to wash the dishes. His wandering mind was forgiven by this scene.

How could this not be a gesture of bowing one's head? This woman is so fierce, it's better to feel her actions than to let her speak them out. Hou Lin closed the door again. He didn't sleep well all night.

The next morning, the place was very busy. Zhao Xinyun opened the door and watched people coming in and out. Hou Lin was like a male host, directing the affairs of the house. She leaned against the door frame and watched tiredly, just reminding: "Don't move my sofa and rocking chair."

Hou Lin looked at the bamboo rocking chair with a black blanket on the armrest. He said to the staff who were moving the furniture, "Be careful not to damage the rocking chair. The curtains are too dark, not the creamy style I want. Go back and change them."

When Hou Lin finished renovating the small house, he was finally satisfied. He sat next to Zhao Xinyun and ate snacks as usual. When the two sat together, they often had nothing to say. Hou Lin felt that something was missing. He thought the TV in Zhao Xinyun's house was too small, so he turned on the computer and downloaded a super large screen TV. Zhao Xinyun took a look. It was one thing to spend money by yourself, but it was really emotional to watch others spend money.

After Hou Lin finished his meal, he had nothing to talk about with Zhao Xinyun. His eyes fell on a striped cat doll in the corner of the sofa. He despised it because it was so ugly. He picked it up and held it in his arms. He stared at Zhao Xinyun's hands on his legs in a daze.

The hand had distinct joints, was white and slender, and the nails were round and clean. It hurt a lot when it grabbed his hair. He looked at the hand with resentment, his eyebrows curved downward. Zhao Xinyun noticed Hou Lin's gaze and chuckled, "Chop it off and give it to you?"

Hou Lin was startled and yelled, "You lunatic!"

"Then why are you guarding me?" Zhao Xinyun stared at Hou Lin's red face and said, "You have a masochistic tendency."

Hou Lin threw the doll at Zhao Xinyun. The doll was soft and bounced on Zhao Xinyun for a while before falling between the two of them. Zhao Xinyun didn't move at all and pointed with his finger on his leg: "There are so many aplha, you don't have to waste it on me."

Hou Lin's eyes dimmed, and he held the doll in his arms again: "Do you think I'm using you as a transitional drug?"

Zhao Xinyun's expression of "Isn't it?" made Hou Lin feel embarrassed: "If possible, I want to be a beta, I don't need to be dominated by the so-called susceptible period every month, any alpha can come and stick to me."

"You have always been unwilling to work hard to cultivate feelings with me. Is it because I'm an omega, or because you just don't like me?" Hou Lin brought the topic back to the topic. Zhao Xinyu felt that she had actually answered this question at the beginning.

"You like men like Bai Mian." Hou Lin asked again, his eyes red: "I was also white and chubby when I was a child, and I am very healthy. I can recover slowly."

The gloomy black air came out of Hou Lin again, and Zhao Xinyun sighed: "I don't know how to grow flowers."

It is very appropriate to describe Hou Lin as a flower. He is different from Qi Ni. Qi Ni is a strong sunflower. She can grow up as long as she changes the environment and gets a little sunlight. But Hou Lin is different. He needs more fertilizer, more energy and more emotion.

Zhao Xinyun is not suitable for growing flowers. She is suitable for being a whetstone.