Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

"Can you walk me out?"

Zhang Mo'er walked up to the man, but the man didn't care about Zhang Mo'er, he just looked at his tablet and didn't speak.

"Then I'll go first."

Zhang Mo'er didn't care whether the other party responded to her or not, anyway, she was leaving.

"and many more."

The man stopped her.

"how?"

Zhang Mo'er turned her head and looked at the man expectantly.

"You fell and hurt me before. Do you want to pay me for medical expenses? Also, it took me a lot of effort to get you back this time. Shouldn't you say something before you leave?"

Zhang Mo'er almost couldn't hold back and threw the mobile phone on the man's face, and gave the man a bitter look.

Then he pressed his number on the phone and threw the phone to the man.

"Don't worry, you won't lose a single point."

Then he slammed the door out.

The man shrugged indifferently, and continued to read the contents of the tablet in his hand.

As a sought-after designer, he has helped many internationally renowned designers draw many famous architectural design drawings.

But this is only enough to feed him.

After all, if he draws pictures every day, he will die more brain cells and eat more. If the Engel coefficient is too high, he will not be very happy.

The man's apartment is very simple, not ordinary, but rather simple. If it weren't for the sofa, a few chairs, a table, and some simple furniture, the apartment would look like a rough house.

He put down the tablet in his hand, then looked outside the door, counting down in his heart.

"Five, four, three..."

A figure appeared outside the door.

"What the hell kind of place are you here!"

Zhang Mo'er stood at the door angrily. She walked around for a long time just now, as if she was in a maze. She couldn't get out, so she had to go back the same way.

The man rarely hooked his lips, "You're still smart, you know you're coming back."

"You knew I was going to get lost, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Zhang Mo'er felt that this man was simply unreasonable. Didn't she accidentally bump into him?Do you need to hold grudges like this?

The man shrugged, "I don't seem to have the obligation to tell you."

"Then can you take me out? I can give you as much money as you want, as long as you send me back to my family."

Being under the eaves, she had to bow her head, not to mention that she didn't know the situation outside at all, what if she ran out casually and was caught again?
Zhang Mo'er caught a glimpse of something on the man's tablet, which was design drawings, are you with me?
"You also do architectural design?"

Zhang Mo'er suddenly became interested.

The man was also taken aback, "What is it?"

Zhang Mo'er said with a smile: "Since we are colleagues, you can help me because of our predestined relationship?"

The man's expression is difficult to distinguish.

"You know who I am?"

"Yan'an."

The man was surprised, "How do you know?"

Zhang Mo'er pouted, pointed to a painting on the wall, and said, "Isn't that written?"

In fact, she is the easiest to guess, but now it seems that this man is really narcissistic enough to hang his own painting on the wall.

The man pursed his lips, and before he could speak, he heard Zhang Mo'er say, "Your works are on par with the master, why have I never heard of your name?"

The man immediately lowered his face and stared at Zhang Mo'er.

Zhang Mo'er didn't see the man's darkened face at all, she walked to the painting and looked at it quietly.

Nodding from time to time, "Your painter is so good, you can be a painter, why do you want to do architectural design?"

"Sorry, these are all my side jobs."

Zhang Mo'er was taken aback, and then said with a smile, "I didn't expect to meet a big man today."

Yan An's face became more and more ugly, he didn't like people talking about this with him.

"You're done, you can go when you're done."

Zhang Mo'er didn't care about Yan An's bad temper, and just looked at the other paintings hanging in the living room.

"The bow is too long..."

Zhang Mo'er muttered these words, "It seems that you didn't draw this one."

She could tell who painted the painting in almost a second.

Yan An subconsciously glanced at Zhang Mo'er looking at the painting with complicated eyes.

He never took off that painting.

Because that was the first gift he gave him.

Just when Zhang Moer was looking at the paintings on the wall quietly and Yan Ammonium was in a daze silently, the phone rang.

Yan An glanced at the phone, then threw it to Zhang Mo'er.

"yours."

Zhang Mo'er took the phone in a bit of embarrassment, and then a familiar voice came from there.

I couldn't help shouting excitedly, "Ache!"

When Shen Rongche heard Zhang Mo'er's voice, his mind froze, and he asked anxiously, "Mo'er, where are you? Are you in danger?"

"I'm fine, don't worry, I was tied up before, but I seem to have fallen asleep and don't remember anything. When I woke up, I found that you were not around, so I guessed that I was tied up. "

Zhang Mo'er quickly analyzed her situation with Shen Rongche, so that Shen Rongche would not be too worried.

After hearing Zhang Mo'er's words, Shen Rongche gradually felt relieved.

"I'll pick you up."

"it is good."

Shen Rongche quickly asked someone to locate Zhang Mo'er through the mobile phone.

While waiting anxiously, Zhang Mo'er found Yan An seemed strange.

She didn't know where this strangeness came from, and she didn't want to think too much about it.

Just thinking of the painting on the wall, Zhang Mo'er couldn't help but think about that "beyond reach" painting, which gave her a familiar feeling.

But she couldn't say anything specific, which made Zhang Mo'er very frustrated and felt more and more itchy.

"Someone will come to pick me up later."

Zhang Mo'er said to Yan An who was resting with her eyes closed.

"Ah."

Yan An didn't raise her eyelids, she just replied to Yan An with a hmm.

Zhang Mo'er didn't care at all, and continued to ask, "Do you know that long bow?"

Yan An opened his eyes and took a meaningful look at Zhang Mo'er.

"It doesn't seem to matter to you whether you recognize it or not."

Zhang Mo'er was almost pissed off by this rude guy.

"The bow is too long..." Seeing that Yan An ignored her, Zhang Mo'er kept repeating the name in her mouth. It was so familiar, but she couldn't think of it.

After a while, someone rang the doorbell.

Zhang Mo'er thought that Shen Rongche was coming, and ran out excitedly.

Who would have thought it was a woman with an afro perm, she walked in aggressively.

He yelled at Yan An: "Boy, I finally caught you, hurry up and pay me the rent, and if you can't pay the rent, get out of here. It's been several months, and every time you come, you can't pretend to be here. You are my old lady!" It's an idiot!"

Zhang Mo'er stood aside dumbfounded. Why does this guy's landlord look like the renter in the movie?