I made the hero cry in quick time

They lived on the fifth floor. Apart from Han Lie and An Ruochu, there were two other students in the dormitory. They greeted An Ruochu warmly when they saw An Ruochu, and Han Lie soon understood the reason for their enthusiasm.

An Ruochu sent a red envelope for the start of school to the two roommates on the spot.

"Look at what, I'm called donating money. Not only these two roommates, I will also give red envelopes to all the classmates who make friends with me. I have a nickname in school called Sancai boy." After the two roommates left, they saw Han With a strange expression on his face, An Ruochu explained, "I don't want any intrigue to happen in a place like the dormitory. Using money to clear up relationships is the easiest and most convenient way to win people's hearts, and you can also gain a reputation for generosity."

He likes to be held.

It doesn't matter if it's false flattery.

He didn't want to be tricked, targeted, or isolated. This kind of thing always happened easily in the dormitory.

But cannibals have soft mouths and short hands.

They accepted his red envelope benefits, and they usually don't care about him.

Things like cleaning.

They all rushed to do it.

"It's no wonder that along the way, many students laughed like Maitreya Buddha when they saw you. I wondered how you, the young master, have such a bad temper. How can you be so popular? Money is all about your affection."

Han Lie folded his arms around his chest, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

Only a dude like him can do it to maintain interpersonal relationships in this way.

"Why do I have a bad temper?" An Ruochu looked sullen, and poked his finger on his chest, "What's so bad about money, money can turn ghosts around, this will save me a lot of time and make people feel happy." Take the initiative to curry favor with me, okay?"

There is not much purity between people.

Even friends have certain interests, otherwise, how can we say that there must be exchanges, and there are never friends who give unilaterally, whether it is spiritual or material contributions.

"I think you are suitable to be a star." Han Lie felt that this guy must be too lacking in love, so he likes to be noticed, but he didn't want to put his heart into maintaining the relationship with people, so he just threw money at it.

After all, who doesn't like money.

For the sake of money, I have to pretend to like him.

After hearing this, An Ruochu thought about it seriously.

Touching his chin and shaking his head, he said, "It's really good to be a celebrity. If it was possible in the past, I would definitely not allow it now. If I want to be a celebrity, who will inherit the company..."

Aunt Ren's child is not born yet.

When he grows up, the old man is almost buried.

With his two elder brothers dead, he was about to shoulder his own responsibilities.

Han Lie tidied up his bed, put the clothes into the closet while covering the quilt, and asked curiously, "Why have you never sent me a red envelope?"

An Ruochu was stunned.

He frowned, "Because I don't want you to falsely flatter me for money."

So although he sometimes felt that Han Lie was annoying and made him angry, he never thought of buying him with money, letting him support him and please him, but he subconsciously didn't want to do it.

"Master An, why do you have to treat me specially?" Han Lie raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and sat down on the bed, with a half-smile, "Who would have a grudge against money, I really want to see you throw money at me, If you are willing to smash it, I will definitely pick up all the nice things to say..."

An Ruochu chuckled.

Sit down beside him, tilt your head and look at him, "You really like money so much?"

Han Lie spread his hands, with a funny face on his face, "I'm an ordinary person, and I haven't cultivated the noble quality of treating money like dung for the time being. I'm very sad that you treat me differently..."

"I'll treat it differently." An Ruochu stuck out her tongue at him, grabbed his shoulders, and said jokingly, "I'll tell you the fastest way to leapfrog the class, and that is to find the second generation of a wealthy family by face, and become a rich man. As a son-in-law of a rich family, you can save 30 years of struggle. Many Phoenix men do this. Look at those few domestic rich men.

Han Lie raised his eyebrows, "Can a rich woman take a fancy to me?"

An Ruochu laughed, and patted his chest, "Your basic conditions are pretty good. I'm the son of a rich man. I can assure you that you will definitely find what you want. Not all rich people are as good-looking as me and my father. Most of them are ugly, so they will find a beautiful vase to improve their genes, you still have a great chance, should I introduce one to you..."

Han Lie laughed.

An Ruochu hugged Han Lie's arm and smiled sullenly.

But I thought in my heart, I don't want him to cater to me for money, whether he likes him or hates him, he wants to see Han Lie's real appearance, yes, why do I treat him specially.

I am self-doubting in my heart.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

A familiar male voice came: "Ruochu, are you in there?"

"Just arrived!" An Ruochu responded, went to open the door, saw Ming Che and pulled him in, "You came just in time, I just wanted to talk to you..."

Ming Che saw Han Lie.

It was a bit unexpected.

But he didn't say much, just looked at An Ruochu, "The classmate said he saw you, and wanted to know if you can help, so come and see..."

This young master doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with his ten fingers.

He is not at ease.

An Ruochu shook his head, and asked Han Lie to go outside temporarily.

Mingche's expression changed slightly, "Ruochu, what do you want to say?"

He had vaguely guessed something.

An Ruochu stared at him with a serious expression, "Mingche, let's break up."

Mingche's expression was stiff. Did he really mean to break up? He forced a smile, "Didn't we discuss this before? I don't care. I can wait for you. Why do we have to break up?"

An Ruochu sat down on one side.

Rubbing the center of his brows, he said in a serious tone, "I care, I'm afraid of this just in case, you are my boyfriend now, and if someone who is not good for me threatens me with you, or directly angers you, it is not good for you, isn't it It's impossible, if something happens to you because of me, I will be restless for the rest of my life, so I thought about it seriously, and I think it's better for us to break up..."

Listening to this, it seems that it is for his own good.

People can not refute.

But Ming Che felt uncomfortable.

Since he was so determined to break up.

Bearing the words in his heart for a long time, Mingche also directly asked in a cold voice, "Ruochu, is it only because of this reason? Is there any other reason? Or, the bodyguard outside the door?"

An Ruochu was stunned.

Looking at him, he said strangely, "Why did you bring him up, what does it have to do with him?"

His expression made Mingche swallow what he wanted to say, but he could only swallow it back. He felt that An Ruochu had changed his mind and wanted to break up so much, but he didn't admit it, or he was tempted without realizing it.

An Ruochu sighed, "Mingche, let's get together and get away."

Ming Che didn't speak.

He just clenched his fists tightly.

An Ruochu stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Although there is a reason for the breakup, since I brought it up, I owe you, and I will give you a breakup fee. I hope we will be friends again..."

Ming Che's face was pale.

Pulling his hand away, he turned and left.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head and said mockingly, "An Ruochu, you were the one who confessed to me first, and only after dating you did you realize that you didn't like me at all. You just saw that someone else had a boyfriend, so you thought you should have one too." A boyfriend, what's even more ridiculous is that when you confessed, I didn't like you at all, but when we broke up, I really fell in love with you..."

His sarcastic words made An Ruochu freeze.

He opened his mouth to retort.

But facing Shang Mingche's eyes like ice picks, he couldn't say anything.

Just stared blankly at him leaving.

Han Lie pushed the door open and entered, An Ruochu sat on his bed in a daze, looking absent-minded.

"He said I don't like him..." An Ruochu murmured, seeing him coming over and grabbing him, "Mingche said I didn't like him, but I think I like him a lot?"

An Ruochu scratched his head.

But soon figured it out.

"Never mind, we finally broke up anyway." An Ruochu stretched, "I don't have to worry about hurting others anymore."

If Ming Che had an accident because of him.

Then I will owe him my whole life.

He doesn't like it.

Good morning.

Look at his relieved expression.

Han Lie folded his arms around his chest, and said, "I really didn't see how much you liked Mingche, at least normal people would not react like you when breaking up. I really sympathize with him..."

An Ruochu originally wanted to celebrate breaking up with him.

Hearing this, he opened his mouth wide.

Turning his head and glaring, "What should be the reaction to breaking up? Are you crying bitterly? Humans are not machines. Does everyone have to act the same? And I really don't want to cry, I just feel relaxed and in a better mood. Do you want me to pretend to be sad? ?”

"Then don't say you like him very much..." Han Lie approached him, saw his heartless expression, and snorted coldly, "Master An, this is hypocrisy, understand?"

An Ruochu was startled.

He said he was hypocritical?

An Ruochu gritted her teeth and was about to question him.

Han Lie's cell phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the number, got up and went to the balcony to answer.

"Mr. Zhou, I already have a clue about the artist of the painting you asked me to find." A male voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'll pass on the information to you, and remember to call the final payment. If necessary, we can cooperate again." .”

When Han Lie heard this, a happy look appeared on his face.

Well said.

An Ruochu followed curiously, the cat was eavesdropping by the balcony door.

Han Lie finished the conversation with the private detective, and after receiving the message from him, he was in a good mood, turned around and saw An Ruochu's cat staring at him with wide eyes, and said with a frown, "Isn't it polite to eavesdrop on someone's phone call? "

"I didn't hear anything." An Ruochu blinked, then grabbed him and asked curiously, "Who called you, you are so happy, is it someone you like?"

Han Lie didn't answer.

Just turned around to pack things up.

"Hey, what's not to say?" An Ruochu asked him, tugging at him.

"You didn't pack your things?" Han Lie glanced at him and pointed to the two suitcases on the ground, "I came to school to accompany you, not to be your nanny, don't expect me to tidy up your bed."

An Ruochu glared at him angrily.

He muttered, "Why are you so fierce, it's not like I don't know how to clean up..."

Not daring to chase after him to ask any more questions, I obediently went to make the bed.Hang the clothes in the suitcase into the closet, and tidy up the bed, then lie on the bed, grab the edge of the bed and look down.

He asked again, "Zhou Qian, who called you just now?"

"Master An, do you also want to interfere in my private affairs?" Han Lie held a notebook in his arms, was looking up the artist's information, and glanced up at him, "You are too lenient."

"Who wants to care about you?" An Ruochu was a little hurt. "Why do you think so badly of me? I just want to get to know you better."