Chapter: 1682
Li Zhi was standing in the elevator, and he was over fifty years old. Now, he felt that Zhu Yi looked down on him, and he no longer greeted him like before.
Li Zhi was riding an electric car home, and he almost ran into a car on the road. In the end, he fell himself. A young man arrogantly scolded him through the car window, "Old man, can you ride a car?"
Li Zhi's brain suddenly exploded. He suddenly thought that when he was driving a Bentley, he was always respected wherever he went. Now, he was so downcast that he was scolded for riding an electric car.
The sudden gap in his heart hit him and made him depressed. He regretted it very much. If he knew how to take care of Wen Yue and share the money with her, he wouldn't have fallen to this point.
If my wife and daughter don't spend recklessly, and be more restrained, at least there is still money left.
Li Zhi got up from the ground, patted the mud, and picked up the electric car to go home.
As soon as she got home, Wang Mei complained, "Why do you come home so late all day, and what did you do?"
Seeing his wife's ferocious expression, Li Zhi became even more annoyed. He shouted, "You don't need to worry about my affairs."
Wang Mei was also dumbfounded and dared to yell at her.
"Li Zhi, you're promising. You dare to yell at me. I'll follow you. I'll be unlucky for eight lifetimes." After speaking, Wang Mei slammed the door and went back to her room crying.
Li Zhi sat on the chair, as expected, his family was poor and everything was sad.
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It was 11:30 in the blink of an eye. Wen Yue took a shower and went back to her room. Her mobile phone was turned off. She was reading a book, and as she read it, she became sleepy.
She fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly a nightmare haunted her. In the dream, it seemed that there was always a ghost that couldn't get rid of, appearing in every corner of her room.
Wen Yue woke up in shock. She opened her eyes and glanced at the alarm clock in front of the bed. It showed that it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.
Wen Yue immediately hugged herself tightly, and a strong panic that she had never felt enveloped her. Once the thoughts of fear came, she couldn't be driven away.
If Wen Yue didn't find an exit, she would feel like going crazy, so she opened the door and ran towards the master bedroom.
She ran to the door and found that the door of the man's room was open, and there was a dim light inside. Wen Yue really didn't care about the rules of incompatibility between men and women. She stepped in and looked at the man on the big gray bed in the master bedroom. Can't help but startled.
He hasn't slept yet? Still working there?
"You...you didn't sleep!" Wen Yue was embarrassed.
"Waiting for you." The man curled his lips into a smile, guessing that she would be afraid to look for him at night.
Wen Yue blinked her eyes. She didn't know where her courage to break into his room was now.
She blushed, momentarily wondering whether she should enter his room or not.
"Come here." The man generously shared his bed, moved his body, and vacated a large bed for her.
Wen Yue swallowed her saliva. To be honest, she really doesn't want to stay in the room alone now. In the past two days, she has been very nervous, and she can't even sleep well, and she keeps having nightmares.
She really wants to have a good sleep! And the prerequisite for her to sleep well is to stay by this man's side.
Wen Yue bit her lip, looked at the light, the man's soft big bed was strongly tempting her, making her swallow, she walked towards the big bed, and asked in a low voice, "Will it disturb you. "
"How about you sleep on my bed and I sleep on the sofa." After the man finished speaking, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Wearing a set of casual pajamas, he had an extraordinarily charming figure.
"No, you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on your sofa." Wen Yue didn't dare to drive the host away, but she was more than happy to sleep on his sofa.
Xi Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you want to sleep on the sofa?"
Wen Yue nodded, thinking that sleeping on the sofa would be the best. She turned around and went out to get her thin quilt, and came over after a while holding her quilt. The big sofa in the man's room was as warm as the bed. JrNovels.com