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Thinking about it this way, she is simply a model figure among good sisters.
Su Nanzhi appeared at Jiangbei Yu's home without any surprise.
¡°I don¡¯t know if it was because I was so used to having people to eat with me during this period. Jiang Beiyu suddenly felt that eating alone was not interesting, so he called He Jingchuan and asked him to go out for a casual meal.
While He Jingchuan was endlessly accusing Jiang Beiyu of having some beautiful angel hidden in his house, he had not succeeded in asking him out for a whole month, the key point was one month.
Jiang Beiyu didn't like what he heard, "Didn't I go out for breakfast with you before?"
"Does the shrimp rice roll at the entrance of your school count? Breakfast for five yuan?"
Jiang Beiyu paused, "Wouldn't it be better to experience the feelings of your alma mater?"
"Anyway, I won't get better. After all, you even asked me to pay five yuan for breakfast."
Jiang Beiyu: ""
That day was really a beautiful accident.
Jiang Beiyu forgot to charge his mobile phone. How can he give money when it is out of battery? Brother, isn¡¯t it just for this time?
It just so happened that He Jingchuan shamelessly wanted to come with him to see if he was secretly single. Then he had to give him money, otherwise he would have to rely on his personal credit to get a credit from the boss.
Jiang Beiyu clicked his tongue, "Then I'll treat you to this meal. Finish it quickly and everyone will go back to their homes to find their mothers."
He Jingchuan: "Are you talking human language?"
"Jiang Beiyu, I find that you are becoming more and more like my dad now. He turns off the lights and goes to bed before 9:30 every night. Not to mention going out and socializing, he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't come home after seven o'clock. "
Therefore, as his father's son, He Jingchuan had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility of entertaining his father.
So when He Jingchuan saw that the friend he grew up with was now living a more comfortable life than his father, He Jingchuan felt that he had been betrayed by this world.
"Brother, tell me the truth, is there really a woman hiding in your house?" He Jingchuan paused as he spoke, then took another look at Jiang Beiyu's face. After making sure there was no sign of anger, he carefully added , "The one that stipulates that you have to be home before seven o'clock in the evening?"
Jiang Beiyu didn't speak, but looked at him with a look like "What the hell are you talking about?"
He Jingchuan once thought that he was humiliating himself.
In fact, it seems to have some meaning.
But he seems to be born without fear of death.
"Then it's possible that you're hiding a man, right? Is it so exciting?"
The last half of the sentence is from the heart, the kind that is said accidentally.
Jiang Beiyu: ""
¡°I¡¯ve told you something many times, why don¡¯t you always listen?¡±
"What are you talking about?"
Jiang Beiyu stared at him expressionlessly, "When will your nonsense be as little as your money?"
He Jingchuan: "That probably won't work. I've made money recently, and I will make more and more money in the future."
That probably means: His trash talk will continue to be so noisy.
Jiang Beiyu: ""
No matter what He Jingchuan said, whether he was provocative or reasonable, Jiang Beiyu still insisted on going home after dinner.
He Jingchuan refused this time. He wanted to follow him back to see what charm that independent villa had that could make a young man in his early twenties run back without drinking or going to bars. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com