Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Seeing the puzzled look on Bei Weixi's face, the guilty Ling Qian simply stood up, quickly walked out of the bar, and returned to his seat.

It is definitely wrong to casually inquire about other people's privacy, but Ling Qian deliberately dodges like this, and Bei Weixi can almost be sure that the content of the call has something to do with him.

After struggling for a few seconds, he did an unkind thing.

In order to facilitate the timely provision of services to customers, each seat can communicate with the counter through a connection.The call is turned off by default. When needed, press "Service" to make a call, and then the service desk will open the conversation function.

But because of the simple design, the function of calling and calling is done separately. Without calling, the service desk can still start the call.

When the call is in progress, the guest's side will light up the indicator light, so generally no one will risk being discovered to eavesdrop on other people's computer games.

Ling Qian's sitting posture was not straight, his waist was hunched, and he secretly looked towards the counter.The red warning light, which was only the size of a grain of rice, was completely in the blind spot of his vision.

Bei Weixi put on the earphones, connected to Ling Qian's seat, and the first words she heard were extremely heroic.

"money is not a problem."

From his angle, he could see Ling Qian's face. The expression of this silly boy did not show the aura that the young master should spend money like rain at all, but he seemed sneaky.

Bevisi frowned and continued to listen.

"I don't want to share a house. It's better not to have too high a floor, not even the ground floor."

Is this for rent?

He lived well in his own house and was close to school, so why did he suddenly come out to rent a house?

Could it be that he rented it for himself?

Although it was a good intention, it was too presumptuous, which made Bei Weixi feel helpless, and thought about the euphemistic way of refusing in advance.

"Yes, yes, it's near that Internet cafe, the closer the better," Ling Qian continued, "I live alone, it doesn't matter if it's smaller, eighty square meters is enough."

How does it sound like something is not quite right.

"I don't care about these, I just hope it can be faster. Oh yes, I want a parking space! This is a must!"

Bevisi came back to her senses.

Ling Qian seems to be renting a house for himself.

Just as he was startled, Ling Qian had finished communicating with the person, hung up the phone and ran back to the service desk excitedly, looking quite happy.

"Why don't you eat, eat quickly, and continue studying after eating!" He urged Bei Weixi.

"It's true that you ordered too much," Bevisi said, "I can't finish it."

"But these things won't taste good if they're not fresh." Ling Qian was a little disappointed, "It's easy to spoil if left unattended."

Bei Weixi glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

He was still thinking about the phone call he had just heard.

"It's not good to waste, why don't you ask your roommate if he wants some supper?" Ling Qian suggested.

Bevisi nodded.It is said that they are leftovers, some of them have hardly been touched, and they look clean.He didn't bother to ask, he simply packed up his things and sent them to Han's seat.

"What's going on here?" Ah Han's expression was even a bit disturbed, "You really are a rich man!"

"It's not me, my friend bought it, and said that I would like to treat you by the way, so you can eat it."

Ah Han clicked his tongue a few times: "Brother Bei, you have a story!"

Bei Weixi smiled and said, "You see he invited you now, do you have a story?"

After finishing speaking, before Ah Han could speak, he waved his hands and left.

When he returned to the counter, Ling Qian was still in a good mood.

Seeing Bei Weixi walking back from a distance, he immediately smiled with his eyes narrowed, and raised his hand to wave.

Bei Weixi walked in, came to him, did not sit down, looked at him condescendingly, and asked: "So happy, have you found a house to rent?"

Ling Qian's originally smiling face froze suddenly.

"Fool," Bevisi pointed to the earphone beside him, "I can hear you talking there."

Ling Qian's eyes widened: "It's shameless to eavesdrop!"

"What's your idea?" Bei Weixi asked, "You don't live at home, so you come here. These are all husband's houses, and the supporting facilities and environment are not good. You are not used to living in them."

"...I'm happy," Ling Qian turned his head, "I don't even want you to go back with me, and you still care where I live?"

"It's inconvenient for you to go to school if you move nearby."

"It's okay, I can drive." Ling Qian said.

After he finished speaking, he saw that Bei Weixi was still frowning, and he was a little unhappy. When he spoke, his tone became stiff: "I pay for my own living, and my mother doesn't care about me."

Bei Weixi sighed: "If you are really so righteous, why do you deliberately hide it from me?"

Ling Qian couldn't answer.

He was angry and couldn't find a reason to refute. He frowned and pursed his mouth, his face was full of displeasure, and he kept silent, with a stubborn look that you couldn't do anything about me anyway.

Belle was still standing.From his angle, apart from the tangled brows, he could also see Ling Qian's pair of eyelashes that were too long for a boy.

Every time Ling Qian blinked his eyes, his eyelashes trembled and slapped Bei Weixi's heart, and his emotions also wavered.

There was a simple question that lingered in his mind for many times, and he swallowed it several times, but finally couldn't help but say it out.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked.

Clinging to him to this extent is no less than that of a baby.

But the baby loves him.

The baby will give everything he has, cry when he doesn't see him, look forward to calling him, and have fun at the neighborhood park when he's with him.

He is the little angel in Bevisi's eyes, an existence that warms every time he thinks about it.

This pure and flawless dependence is the only consolation for Bevisi in his oppressed and hesitant life in the past. He makes him feel needed and loved.

He really looks like Ling Qian.

Is Ling Qian willing to give him the same thing?

He doesn't need a lot, a few stickers are enough.

"Because..." Ling Qian glanced back and forth, looking guilty, "I'm just happy, I...I like this Internet cafe, I want to come to the Internet every day."

Bevisi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He knew that this was not the truth, but he didn't continue to ask, but said: "But I don't come to work every day."

"What do you mean!" Ling Qian suddenly raised his head, "I'm not..."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Ling Qian lowered his head again: "What day do you rest on a week?"

"Monday and Wednesday," Bevercy said.

Ling Qian nodded: "Oh."

When Bei Weixi finally sat down beside him, he asked again: "I come here often, will it affect your reading?"

Maybe, it's hard for me not to care about you at all.

Unless you are willing to provide me with some rewards, such as a kiss if I get a page right.

Bevisi shook her head: "I've always been very focused when I was studying."

Ling Qian nodded: "That's good."

Bei Weixi smiled, and just about to say something, his mobile phone on the table vibrated.

The payment software sent a push message.

Thinking it was an advertisement, Bei Weixi glanced at it and was immediately stunned.

His account received a transfer of 500 yuan.

"Did you send me money?" He raised his head and asked Ling Qian.

Ling Qian looked at him stupidly: "Ah? Do you need it?"

Bei Weixi lowered her head and clicked on the push button, only to realize that she had made a mistake.He knew the account that sent money to him, and it was his adoptive mother.

"Do you need it?" Ling Qian asked again.

"No, no, no," Bei Weixi quickly waved his hand, "wait a moment, I have something to do."

As he spoke, he clicked on the block list, and sure enough there were several calls from home.

Not long after pressing the callback, his adoptive mother's voice sounded from the other end.

"Why did you send me money all of a sudden?" Bei Weixi asked straight to the point, "You have already given me the rent money before, and it's still early for the next payment."

"Why did you call so late, the baby will be woken up by you!" His adoptive mother complained, "Why didn't I get through when I called you before?"

"...Sorry, my phone is out of battery," Bei Weixi said, "I just saw you transferred a sum of money to me, did you make a mistake?"

"No, your dad and I thought about it. Since the baby wants to go to Disney so much, anyway, the family has some savings now, so let's take him there."

"Oh..." Bei Weixi nodded, "Then you go, why send me money?"

"Oh, we two old men, going to that kind of place, don't understand anything, and don't know how to play, isn't it a waste," she said, "We didn't have the conditions to take you to these places when you were young, now it's just right, you Take him there and open your eyes together."

Bei Weixi didn't recover for a while.

"By the way, I heard that weekend tickets are very expensive. Do you have time in normal times? You should go in normal times."

"... Oh." Bei Weixi nodded.

"Is this money enough?" His adoptive mother asked again.

"It should be enough." Bevisi said.

"Save a little money," his adoptive mother continued, "when you come back from playing, take it easy and find a serious job, so you don't idle around all day, you know?"

Guessing that she was going to persuade herself to go back again, Bei Weixi hurriedly stopped: "All right, all right, I still have something to do here, hang up first!"

After cutting off the call, he still couldn't recover.

"Are you going to Disney?" Ling Qian's voice came from very close to him.

Bei Weixi was startled, and turned around in a hurry, only to see Ling Qian was shrinking back in his seat.

"Are you going to Disney?" He asked again as soon as he sat down.

This guy actually leaned his whole head over to eavesdrop. There was a lot of noise around him, but he could still catch key words, and his ears were too sharp.

I only blamed myself for being too surprised just now and completely ignoring my side.

Ling Qian didn't get a response for a long time, so he raised his leg and kicked him: "Why are you ignoring me!"

Bevisi could completely guess what was going on in his mind.

"You obviously made an appointment with me." Ling Qian looked unhappy again, "Why are you doing this, why didn't you take me?"

"Uh..." Bevisi didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Ling Qian looked into his eyes, raised his left hand, and raised his little finger.

"A promise," he said, "unless you're a puppy."