As a substitute, the male protagonist is sweet and soft

He looked at his body and felt angina pectoris. He was already at a disadvantage, but now he completely lost face, wishing he could smother himself to death in this soft bed.

It is no longer possible for him to find a place with Yu Chuan in a normal way.

If he could turn back time, he would pay all the price to go back to the day he promised Yu Chuan and sew that mouth shut.Regardless of whether he has money or not, why should he be so moral? He must stick to the bottom line. After all, he does not owe the money. He can run as far as he can, to a place that Yu Chuan will never be able to reach.

The longer he stayed in this villa for a second, the more pathetic he felt. He owed money to the same person in two lifetimes. What crime did he do?Or, the sky has eyes, and he can't see that the regent who should have enjoyed all the glory in his previous life was emptied by him. There are not even many servants in the huge palace, and his life is worse than that of a ninth-rank sesame official. If you say no, you will be gone, and the debts during your lifetime will be written off.

Is it canceled?

So he forcibly dragged the soul back to him, and pressed his head so that he could not escape the debt.

When he went downstairs, he met Steward Chen and thanked him sullenly.

Butler Chen kept silent about what happened just now, and just brought him to the dining table, and handed him a cup of warm soy milk, "The president made it himself today, and left a special portion for the husband."

The fried dough sticks are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, but they are not as hot as they were when they were just out of the pan, but they still look delicious, but Su Nanqing really has no appetite, he really wants to look up to the sky and sigh. disappeared.

"The weather is fine today, sir, you can feed the fish later," Chen Butler said.

Su Nan leaned on the table, fingered the fritters lightly, swallowed and swallowed, and finally took a bite, he didn't know how to eat it, he raised his head helplessly, and met Steward Chen's eyes, which seemed to be covered Fog, hazy, he suddenly remembered something, rubbed his hair, and said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Chen, I'm sorry last night."

He remembered that Housekeeper Chen had been by his side last night, talking to him from time to time, but he didn't reply a word in an extremely unfriendly way. He lay on the sofa and stared at the painting on the wall for a moment. Looking at the painting on the wall, I can't wait to stare at a hole.

"It's okay, sir, if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, feel free to vent it to me, as long as you are happy." Chen Butler said with a smile.

Su Nanqing quickly waved his hand, "How can I lose my temper with you!" He pushed back the hair that fell on his forehead impatiently, "You have treated me very well, I am not this kind of person."

"Can I sit down?" Chen Butler asked.

Su Nanqing nodded, "Sit down!"

"I'm old!" Steward Chen sat down opposite him while rubbing his legs. The elegance he had always maintained seemed to have faded at this moment, no different from those ordinary old people outside. It hurts."

When he sat down, his legs trembled a little, and Su Nanqing gradually felt guilty, not only because of his impoliteness last night, but also because he didn't think about letting this old man sit down just now, and he had to wait for him to sit down. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I brought it up, and then felt that it was Yu Chuan's fault, and he recruited the old, weak, sick and disabled to serve him, whether he had any heart.

"Is this soy milk cold? How about I warm it up for you?" Butler Chen touched the wall of the glass with the back of his hand, and said to himself, "It's a bit cold, I'll go warm it up."

Having said that, he was about to get up, Su Nanqing quickly snatched it away, and hurriedly said: "No need, it's warm!" How dare he make the old man tired again, doesn't it seem that he is as heartless as Yu Chuan?

Old Chen sat down again, looked at him kindly, and ordered some more soy milk.

Su Nanqing understood what he meant, and reluctantly tore a small piece to eat. It was served with soy milk, which was very sweet and fragrant. He felt that Yu Chuan's craftsmanship was better than before.

"That kid doesn't look easy to get along with, does he? I'm afraid he will have to work hard in the future."

Su Nanqing had just taken a sip of soy milk, and was so choked by these words that he almost burst out, holding onto the edge of the table and coughing, Chen Butler quickly handed him a paper, and he covered his mouth with the paper, his eyes were red from coughing, " Uncle Chen, I think you made a mistake, he and I don't have that kind of relationship."

Su Nanqing wanted to say that the relationship between them was just a nurturing relationship, but these two words were really hard to say, he didn't want Steward Chen to look down on him.

But the people in Yuchuan, how could they not understand the relationship between the two of them? To put it bluntly, money relationship, interest relationship.

"I think maybe Mr. misunderstood," Chen Butler said, although he didn't point it out clearly, but Su Nanqing understood that he knew it, "that child never acts impulsively, everything has been carefully considered , the pros and cons, if he thinks about it, he will never do it."

"Then he has thought about this matter clearly..." Su Nanqing muttered softly, thinking that only she could hear it.

"He should be impulsive in this matter. If you like someone, won't you become impulsive like a brat?" Chen Butler's eyes were full of relief when he said this, just like his own. The child seemed to be able to make cabbages at last, "This child has been unwilling to find a companion who understands the cold and the hot, and we have been worried for a long time. Now that there is a husband, the master and wife can rest assured."

Do you become impulsive when you like someone?If he could see his impulsiveness while watching the excitement in the Fat Sausage Flour shop, he felt that Yu Chuan might be out of his mind.Thinking about it carefully, the two meetings between them were quite embarrassing. Su Nanqing did not lose face in his previous life, but in this life he lost it to Yu Chuan.

He shook his head, "Uncle Chen, you are really wrong, he doesn't like me."

"You mean, draw that person?" Butler Chen pointed.

"...That's right."

"It's just a dream of that child. It's ridiculous to like the person in the dream, don't you think so." Uncle Chen smiled at him, "Besides, it's not like I haven't seen and That painting looks similar, but didn’t that kid bring you back with me, sir?”

So Yu Chuan explained it like this?

Dream lover, this interpretation, how romantic.

Tasteful and romantic.

But only Su Nanqing knew that it was not a dream.Perhaps it can also be regarded as a dream, a dream of a previous life, a nightmare of the 'new wife' dying in the wedding night.

All of this is just a deception, a wrong perception, Yu Chuan took the guilt towards him as love, and on the night of the bridal chamber, this incomplete sense of guilt was deeply imprinted in Yu Chuan's heart, So much so that I will never forget it again.

Between Yu Chuan and him, there has never been any performance beyond the friendship, which is something he is very sure of.

"Sir, do you think you are a substitute?" Chen Butler asked.

Su Nanqing didn't speak, it was a tacit agreement.

"I think that this dream lover is more like an excuse to perfuse the old lady."

"Excuse?" Su Nanqing was surprised, even such an old housekeeper could see that Yu Chuan's love was fake.

Butler Chen nodded, "As for me, the old man, despite my age, I'm actually quite gossipy."

He glanced outside and whispered: "I've always wanted to know if that child really loves the person in the painting so deeply. Is Mr. Su interested?"

I have to say that Su Nanqing really wanted to know.He wanted to know whether Yu Xin's love for him was real or just because of guilt.

"This matter, only he himself knows."

"But I have a way to test it out, but it is to ask Mr. Su for help."

"……You say."

Steward Chen raised his head slightly, thought for a while, and said in an old-fashioned voice: "If he falls in love with you, sir, won't all this be solved by itself?"

Su Nanqing was startled. He wanted to tear off a fried dough stick and throw it into the soy milk, but it fell on the table. He was a little shocked, but he had to admit that Steward Chen was right.

That's right, that's right, but...

He frowned, it was a bit vulgar, and he was reluctant to let himself go all out.

Chen Butler took out a silver bookmark from his coat pocket, smiled softly, pressed it on the table and handed it to Su Nan, "The president is reading a book, maybe he needs a bookmark."