The rich boss insists on dating me

He Yanxiu really wanted to grab Xiao Yike out of the phone screen and beat him up.

Why are you still talking about being out of tune at this time?

As expected, it was my daughter-in-law, and only I felt sorry for her.

[Xiao Shufei]: Hey, old He, how much does your waistcoat who is a primary school student know about your little brother Chu?If not, you can change your identity and have a heart-to-heart chat. Anyway, isn’t this what you are good at?

What Xiao Yike said reminded He Yanxiu.

That's right, it's not easy to ask for a large account, but he can open a small account. Anyway, the Internet technology is so advanced, isn't it his specialty to make small programs?

Chu Hemian's problem must not be rushed for a while, and he has to take his time.

Anyway, as time goes by, there will always be a day when it will be resolved.

After a while, Chu Hemian cooked the dumplings. He still looked weak and not in good spirits. He probably wanted to explain a few words to He Yanxiu, but he couldn't open his mouth. As if stuck with glue, he was so tired that he didn't want to talk.

He Yanxiu didn't ask.

After eating quickly, he asked Chu Hemian to go to rest early, and went back to the room by himself.

The young master's understanding really made Chu Hemian relax a lot. After He Yanxiu finished eating, he didn't even ask him to clean the bowls. He put them in the dishwasher and cleaned them up.

She kept urging him to go to sleep, with a casual look on her face, as if she didn't take this matter seriously at all.

This made Chu Hemian somewhat ashamed.

However, he was really in a bad state right now, so Chu Hemian didn't insist anymore, at worst, he would work a little more tomorrow, and he would definitely not be passive and sabotage.

After returning to the room, he took a shower and fell asleep on the bed.

He was very dizzy. After all, he hadn't experienced this kind of thing for a long time, and he couldn't stand it psychologically and physically.

After taking a bath, I was so tired that I couldn't even lift my fingers, and I just wanted to sleep until the sky was dark.

Chu Hemian didn't dare to turn off the lights, he must need a little light to fall asleep. When he was at school, he didn't dare to disturb his roommates. He would secretly hold the flashlight by himself, close the bed curtains, or wait until everyone was asleep before daring to turn it on. Sleep with the phone on.

Fortunately, the lights in the stairwell of the dormitory are permanent lights, and the windows above the door let in the light, so it has never been that kind of dark scene with no light at all, and I got used to it.

He Yanxiu came down later and looked at him quietly, and ignored him when he saw that he was sleeping soundly with the lights on.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Zhang Yan actually called Chu Hemian's phone again.

Hang up and continue to call. If she doesn't answer the call, Ms. Zhang Yan calls the counselor. Chu Hemian has no choice but to sit up and answer.

"Little bastard, your wings are stiff, aren't you? What have you been doing these days? Where's the money you made? Did you work part-time?"

"I think you don't want me as a mother anymore!"

"I called you so many times yesterday, are you dead? Pretend I didn't hear you?"

"Where's the money? Why did you go these two days!"

Chu Hemian was suffering from a terrible headache, he took a sip from the water glass placed by the bed, feeling that he was in a very sluggish state.

Drowsy, as if he could pass out in the next second.

He suppressed his temper and talked to Zhang Yan, "Didn't I just call you five hundred, and you spent it all so soon?"

"You can't spend so much money for food, can you?"

Zhang Yan's tone was as vicious as ever, "What can you do with 500 yuan? Don't you have the ability to make money? You only gave your mother 500 yuan, so forget about it!"

"Things that don't have any skills, look just like your ghostly father."

Hearing her scolding, Chu Hemian's mind was buzzing, and tears of grievance kept rolling in his eyes.

When he was so uncomfortable and vulnerable, his own mother was holding up the phone and asking him for money in the middle of the night, and her words were worse than her words.

"I have no money. I sent you all the money I earned two days ago. If you really want to force me to death, then you can do whatever you want."

"Take my household registration certificate, go to the school to make trouble, lose my graduation certificate, lose my academic certificate, so that I will never find a good way out, and can only crawl in the mud."

"You have the ability! You just go!"

"Get out of the hospital, use your last strength to break me and destroy me!"

"Go! What's the point of calling and threatening me?"

"You can do it if you have the ability."

Chu Hemian was really wronged, he tried his best to survive, but someone just wanted to sprinkle salt on his wound.

When he said these few words, there was no momentum to speak of, just a pure heart like ashes.

For a moment, he really felt that it would be good if Zhang Yan took him to die together like this. He really felt that life was meaningless.

But he didn't want to live, but that woman Zhang Yan's life was still as hard as a hard bone.

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and my mother hung up the phone with a "snap--". As expected, Chu Hemian actually knew the communication mode between them very well.

He also understood what the situation of the two of them looked like.

But he still felt so tired, so tired, there was no place to cry when he wanted to cry.

The only place where he could vent some vent was in the room provided by the gold master's father, where he knelt under the bed, lay on the quilt, and shed tears silently.

This quilt had been dried by himself during the day, and now he touched it, as if he could still touch the warmth of the sun.

Even a stranger is willing to give him kindness, but the mother who gave birth to him wants to drink his blood and eat his flesh like an enemy.

Chu Hemian sometimes wonders whether Zhang Yan has never loved herself.

After holding back her tears for a while, she became more sober.

There was a "dong dong" knock on the door, and He Yanxiu's voice sounded outside the door, "Brother Chu, are you awake?"

The dazed young master had a low voice with a bit of nasal sound, he felt like a big obedient dog.

Chu Hemian hurriedly got up and went to open the door, "Master."

As soon as the words fell, He Yanxiu leaned down and hugged him gently.

He seemed to have not woken up yet, and put a heavy weight on Chu Hemian's body, "Brother Chu, I smell sadness on you~"

"I think you need a hug."

A very gentlemanly hug.

But incredibly warm and powerful.

He Yanxiu's words made Chu Hemian lose his mind for a short while, the young master was tall and had long legs, Chu Hemian's small body was really not good enough for him, he felt that He Yanxiu could lift him up with one hand.

The boy still smelled of vanilla, Chu Hemian didn't know what brand of shower gel it was, but felt that for a moment, the gentleness extending from He Yanxiu's body was as hard as a pen After the nib of the pen was dyed with beautiful colored ink, he painted a flower very lightly on his body.

The thinking of art students is relatively divergent, and they also like to fantasize and conceive.

But Chu Hemian's life is too depressing, he hasn't felt the kind of creative inspiration that directly hits the soul for a long time.

He hasn't drawn for a long time.

too expensive.

Chu Hemian couldn't afford school, so he could only study ordinary majors.

Obviously he is so talented...

"He, Master He."

"Ok?"

"What's wrong? Brother Xiao Chu."

The Eldest Young Master didn't wake up, he spoke a bit slowly, and there was still a bit of a milky voice, Chu Hemian patted him on the back lightly, "Go up and sleep, I'm fine."

He Yanxiu didn't move, as if he didn't understand Chu Hemian's speech.

It's also possible that I didn't listen to it, and my brain started to sleep again. In short, the whole person seemed very confused, and I couldn't open my eyes.

Chu Hemian didn't want to sleep anymore, he felt that as soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of a lot of messy things, he wanted to clean up the kitchen again, and then deal with the ingredients for tomorrow.

But it was not a problem for the young master to block the door and not leave, so he tried to persuade him again and again, but He Yanxiu hung on him and fell asleep.

He lives on the first floor, and He Yanxiu lives on the second floor. It's impossible to drag him up at this time, right?

It's not scientific either.

After thinking about it, he helped the young master to lie down on the bed where he slept.

"You sleep here for a while, wake up for a while, and then go up by yourself."

He Yanxiu didn't say a word, his breathing was even, and he seemed to have fallen asleep again.

Chu Hemian helped him pull the quilt, and decided to go out and find something for himself.

As soon as he tiptoed out of the room and closed the door, the young master who was lying on the bed opened his eyes immediately, his eyes were clear, how could he look a bit confused?

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