Yan Yu thinks that she has become a bad person, but whenever she thinks of that person, she still feels scared. From this aspect, her turning bad didn't give her enough courage.

"Can you push a wheelchair?" Han Sanqian continued to ask.

Yan Yu hesitated for a moment, walked up to Han Sanqian, and carefully pushed the wheelchair. Said: "Will you avenge me?"

"Why should I help you? I just met you." Han Sanqian said.

"You're so powerful, why didn't you help me." Yan Yu said puzzled.

Han Sanqian smiled helplessly, and said, "Could it be that I'm so good that I should help you?"

"Isn't it? In ancient times, heroes would draw their swords to help when encountering injustice. Don't you want to be a hero?" Yan Yu said.

Obviously, this is a person who is obsessed with martial arts novels, and this is also her spiritual pillar. If she didn't have such beliefs, she would have collapsed long ago.

It's a pity that today's world is not the ancient times, and the heroes who hold the sword and conquer the world have long since ceased to exist.

"I'm not a hero, and I don't want to be a hero." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Yan Yu pouted, obviously a little dissatisfied with Han Sanqian's words, because in her opinion, Han Sanqian is fully qualified to be a hero, even though he is only a lame hero. But it's powerful enough.

Back home, the living environment here is much better than Yan Yu's place, so when Yan Yu arrived at home, she stood where she was, not daring to move, for fear of breaking things here.

"You should be very rich." Yan Yu couldn't help asking.

"If it wasn't for you just now, I wouldn't have lost 30,000 yuan, which is my living expenses for a year." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Yan Yu curled her lips, completely disbelieving Han Sanqian's words, to be able to live in such a place, even if she is not a rich man, her financial strength is definitely not bad.

"You can sleep here tonight, and tell me who your enemy is tomorrow." Han Sanqian pushed away from the guest room. Before that, Qi Yiyun slept here.

"Are you willing to help me?" Compared with having a place to sleep, Yan Yu was more concerned about whether Han Sanqian was willing to avenge her, because this was what she had always wanted to do.

"Let's talk tomorrow. I'm going to rest." Han Sanqian finished speaking and went back to his room.

Yan Yu walked cautiously into the guest room, and she enjoyed the tangy fragrance very much, obviously it was a girl's smell. This also means that there used to be women living here.

Two years after Yan Yu's parents passed away, she lived in a shelter for a period of time. After getting to know those bastards, although she had a place to live, the environment was also very dirty and messy, often requiring several people to squeeze into the same place. Suddenly there was a comfortable environment on the bed, but Yan Yu dared not sleep. Feel like I don't deserve to be here.

Squatting on the floor, Yan Yu leaned against the bed, intending to just rest for the night. This kind of cautious attitude is completely inconsistent with her image as a young lady, but it also shows that Yan Yu's heart is not bad, the reason why she left Going down this road is also a helpless move.

Han Sanqian was lying on the bed and had just sent Qi Yiyun away. Inexplicably, there was another woman in the family. This was something he never expected. It seemed that he was destined to be entangled with all kinds of women in this life, and he didn't know if God was joking.

Early the next morning, after Han Sanqian got up, she found that Yan Yu was already in the living room, but she was not sitting on the sofa, but on the floor.

"What are you doing sitting on the ground?" Han Sanqian asked suspiciously.

Yan Yu quickly stood up, patted her buttocks, and said, "The ground is comfortable, I'm not used to sitting on something that's too soft."

Han Sanqian didn't think much about it, maybe it was really just a matter of Yan Yu's habits.

"Can you make breakfast?" Han Sanqian asked.

Yan Yu looked embarrassed. When she was taken care of by her parents, she had no cooking experience at all. After her parents passed away, she didn't even have a home. Naturally, there is no chance to enter the kitchen.

"It's okay, let me wash my face and go out for breakfast." Han Sanqian said.

While Han Sanqian was washing up, Yan Yu walked cautiously to the door of the bathroom. Asked, "What's your name?" JrNovels.com