I am a Big Villain

During the Chinese New Year period, Yan Chu felt that his eldest sister and second sister were very kind to him. They were good enough before, but now they are so good that it is a bit creepy.

"Gouzi, look how cute your niece is."

Yan Zhaodi grabbed his daughter and pushed her, who was eating jelly, to Yan Chu's side.

"My sister didn't realize it before. In fact, boys are not good at all. They are naughty and mischievous. How could a daughter be considerate? From now on, my sister will rely on us to be so beautiful. I will recruit a wife for her, and let her stay with me in the future." Retired.”

As Yan Zhaodi spoke, she carefully tested Yan Chu's attitude.

"That's right, the eldest sister is right. What's good about a son? If Jin Jin follows his father in the future, I will be pissed to death."

Yan Laidi chatted, and the chubby four-year-old Jiang Jinjin blinked his eyes. He heard that his mother was scolding him, and his mouth was so sad that he could hang a bottle of oil.

"How wonderful. Both Duojun and Jinjin are good children."

Yan Chu wondered in his mind that the effect of the play he hired an old Taoist priest to perform was really that good? Why do the two sisters seem to be the same person?

"What a fart, how wonderful it is."

Yan Zhaodi is anxious. My younger brother still likes his son. How could he know that he is destined to have only one daughter in the future?

Why is her brother so miserable?

Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi were sad, but they could only force themselves to smile. Their expressions were as weird as they were weird.

This period of time is a torment for Yan Chu, but it is also a torture for Li Duomei. You know, your mother and aunt who have always loved your brother and cousin are suddenly caring for you in front of your uncle. , as if you were their favorite, and then as soon as your uncle left, you immediately hugged your son back in disgust, does it feel like?

Li Duomei thought that her mother and her aunt might be sick. She couldn't afford to offend them and could afford to hide them. These days, she used the pocket money given by her uncle to go to her classmates' houses to hang out with good friends. She was not happy until dinner time. return.

She felt that she was lucky that she had a strong nerve, as someone else would not have been fooled by their sophisticated behavior.

Fortunately, everything returned to normal after her uncle returned to school after the Chinese New Year. Li Duomei looked at her mother who was so angry at home, commanding her to help with housework and then quarreling with her own father. She felt that she was more relaxed like this. some.

*****

"What, my brother, you want to move out?"

The boss Fumanduo turned his chair with difficulty, looked at Yan Chu who had just spoken and exclaimed.

"Second brother, where do you plan to live?"

Hou Ye, the fourth child, was a little worried. He knew that Yan Chu’s money for renting a house would never come from his sister. Although there were various rumors in the college that Yan Chu’s ability to study was due to the blood and sweat of his two sisters, but living together In a dormitory, they all knew how frugally Yan Chu spent money on weekdays. He rarely bought new clothes or sneakers, and spent most of his time eating in the canteen. The scholarship he received every year was enough for his tuition and daily expenses.

Nowadays, housing prices in Tianjin City are high, and renting a house is not cheap. Even a small single room in the shabbiest urban village costs over a thousand yuan a month, which is Yan Chu's monthly living expenses.

"I sold a software some time ago and bought a house by myself." The people in their dormitory were all good, and Yan Chu didn't intend to hide it.

"Okay, second brother, all the houses in Tianjin City have been bought. Treat guests, treat guests, you must treat guests."

Fumanduo and Hou Ye looked at each other, and the two of them, one fat and the other thin, held Yan Chu up. They didn't ask him how much he sold it for. Anyway, they could afford to buy a house in Tianjin City, even if it was in the outermost 30s or 40s. For a small apartment, it would definitely cost no less than a million.

Some time ago, I often saw Yan Chu in bed, tapping away at his computer, thinking about what he would do next, but he didn't expect that he quietly programmed a program and sold it.

Look at how capable their second child is. He was able to buy a house in Tianjin without relying on his parents when he was still in his junior year. I really want to tell those who look down on their second child whether their second child is worthy of Meng Xinyin and Meng Da. Miss.

Don't bully young people who are poor, they value the second child, and he will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future.

"If you want to eat seafood, just go to the newly opened buffet restaurant. I've walked back and forth to that door several times, and I still can't bear to go in. Brother, it depends on whether the relationship will be strong or not."

Fumanduo grabbed Yan Chu's head and influenced him with his broad mind. In fact, the seafood buffet was not too expensive. The best one, salmon, sea urchin, king crab and all kinds of seafood, was only 200. Eight, there are also two levels of 230 and 160, which are slightly more limited on some high-end seafood.

"That's right, we won't eat you for nothing. When the time comes to move, our strong laborers will be at your disposal." Hou Ye patted his chest, and he didn't know where he came from with his bamboo pole-like confidence, calling himself a strong laborer.

"Yan Chu, Jiang Moli came to you and said that your little girlfriend has something she asked her to give to you."

Huang Jiajun felt a little puzzled as to why he always acted as a messenger. The most important thing was Jiang Moli, who was also a little strange. Since Meng Xinyin had asked her to give something to Yan Chu, he just wanted to help her get it, but Jiang Moli also Not happy, could it be that Meng Xinyin had anything else to say to Yan Chu?

Yan Chu frowned. Logically speaking, after his vague suggestion last time, Yinyin should not be so careless and give him more opportunities to get along with Jiang Moli. Or he underestimated the other party. In fact, the other party's methods He's mind is smarter than he thought, and he has completely coaxed Yin Yin.

He patted Fumanduo's big fat arm around his neck: "Okay, let's have a seafood dinner tonight. I'm going to treat you. I'll call you Shangyinyin by the way."

After hearing this, Fumanduo and Hou Ye laughed and let him go. Yan Chu casually picked up a coat and walked downstairs. He wanted to see what Jiang Moli was selling.

"Yan Chu, I'm here."

Jiang Moli hadn't seen the man in front of her for more than ten years. She didn't know if it was her imagination. The man in front of her seemed to be more dazzling than the man in her memory. Just looking at his appearance, he didn't know how many times he was taller than Song Kun.

Jiang Moli couldn't figure out why she abandoned this easygoing and handsome man in her previous life and chose to seek refuge with the ruthless Song Kun.

"This is...the lunch box Yinyin gave you...it was all made by her."

Jiang Moli put on a light makeup carefully today. The lipstick she used was YSL No. 12, which is known as the straight man's choice. The cherry pink color has the luster of glass, which is sweet and attractive.

She carefully applied some blush on the ends of her eyes and cheekbones, neither light nor heavy, as if she had a natural and good complexion, making her whole person youthful and bright.

She knew Yan Chu's nature, arrogant and low self-esteem. In her last life, she played the role of a humble person who, although she liked him, kept secretly and dared not say it out loud. She admired him, but could only suppress her emotions because of her good friend relationship. little woman.

I don’t know what’s wrong with those men. Women are willing to act like cats and dogs for them, and they have orgasms. They seem to think that this is a symbol of their ability.

Jiang Moli is also a selfish and proud woman in essence. She doesn't like the way she is playing now, but who makes Yan Chu like it? Plus, there is a young lady like Meng Xinyin who needs to be coaxed to compare. , it will only highlight her goodness.

Jiang Moli, who traveled back in time and did not inherit her memories at this time, still didn't know what happened in Dingxiang Garden. In her mind, it was now her sophomore year. Meng Xinyin and Yan Chu had been dating for half a year, and she She is also Meng Xinyin's best friend in college.

Yan Chu said thank you and went up with his lunch. Apart from that, he didn't say a word to Jiang Moli. This cold reaction made Jiang Moli's smile freeze. Looking at Yan Chu's back, she felt a little confused. Incredible.

"Hey, lunch box, brother, you are so lucky to have Miss Meng wash your hands and make soup for you."

Yan Chuchu came in carrying a lunch box. The lunch box looked like the kind that little girls would like. The price was not necessarily low, and it was definitely not delivered by an outside store. He was called in by Jiang Moli just now, so Naturally, it was Meng Xinyin who should do it.

"Yinyin doesn't know how to cook."

Yan Chu frowned, his expression seemed a little strange.

"Um, maybe she learned it specially for you?" Hou Ye scratched his head, thinking that the eldest lady of the Meng family should have a nanny at home, and it didn't look like she knew how to cook.

But if it weren’t for Miss Meng, would it be...

The three grown men in the dormitory looked at me and I looked at you. Their dicks weren't that attractive. Maybe they just misunderstood.

*****

Cafe outside school

"Senior Song, you said my mother entrusted you with something to give to me. What is it?"

Meng Xinyin was a little curious. She knew about the existence of Song Kun. Her mother seemed to admire him very much. Sometimes he would come to the house with gifts during the New Year. But she and he were not familiar with each other, just to the extent that they knew each other's names.

It's just that she doesn't know why the other party knows his mobile phone number. Did her mother tell him?

"Xinyin, you can call me Brother Song."

Song Kun looked at the little girl in front of him affectionately. In the last life, Meng Xinyin fell in love with that poor boy because of a heroic rescue of a beauty. Who can guarantee that that heroic rescue of a beauty was not a plan? Since the other party Yes, he can certainly do it.

Meng Xinyin frowned: "Senior Song, are you asking me out this time because my mother has something to entrust you to give to me? If not, I will take the first step."

She put the coffee spoon on the delicate porcelain plate, picked up the small backpack beside her and left.

This Senior Song looked strange, as if he was a little different from before. During the Chinese New Year, he would not dare to stare at her with such a disgusting expression.

"Xinyin." Song Kun subconsciously held Meng Xinyin's hand.

"What are you doing!" Meng Xinyin raised her voice and shook his hand away.

"I'm being presumptuous, but I really have something important to tell you here. It's about your boyfriend Yan Chu. Don't you want to know what kind of person he is?"

Song Kun seemed to be confident, he took back his hand and sat upright, just like in the previous life when he had obtained the Meng family's wealth and was sought after and admired by all women after becoming famous.

"Senior Song, I respect you as my senior and my mother's valued subordinate. I forgive you this time. If you come to me and say these weird things next time, I will call my mother."

Meng Xinyin felt that Song Kun was confused. She didn't understand her boyfriend by herself, why should she listen to what he said without knowing whether it was true or false.

She snorted proudly in her heart, took the bag and turned around to leave.

Song Kun was thrown away like this, and the smile on his face gradually froze until it turned gloomy.

"Hey, Chairman, I'm Song Kun. There's something about Miss that I don't know whether I should tell you."

Song Kun took out his mobile phone, and the screen showed that the person he was calling was Meng Xinyin's mother, Yu Qiuyue, the chairman of Yinhai Group.