and share this life with affection

Qin Chuli was silent for a long time, and finally replied, "I understand."

The housekeeper seemed to be afraid that Qin Chuli wouldn't go, so he quickly confirmed the time with Qin Chuli, and then he felt relieved and hung up the phone.

Qin Chuli put down the phone beside his ear, put his hands on the water table and looked at the emptiness somewhere in silence for a long time.

Then, he blinked, calmly closed the group chat, lowered his head and picked up the kitchen knife on the side to continue making sandwiches.

Zhou Enyou leaned back on the sofa, sitting cross-legged with her mobile phone in her hand. After her smile stopped in the kitchen, she moved away from the game.

She has been watching Qin Chuli.

Watching him change from his original liveliness to a bit of indifference, and finally no longer even a smile, and he fell into complete silence.

"Okay," Qin Chuli put the extra sandwiches in the refrigerator, handed one to Zhou Enyou, took off his apron, and said to Zhou Enyou, "I'm going out and have a rest early."

Zhou Enyou looked at him and blinked, "Can I know why you were unhappy just now?"

Qin Chuli's reaction slowed down and he said "Huh?"

Zhou Enyou pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "You became unhappy after you answered the phone. Why are you unhappy?"

Qin Chuli didn't want to tell lies, so he promised Zhou Enyou.

But things at home are really embarrassing.

He didn't know where to start.

Starting with some hidden aspects of what he calls his father.

Let’s start from my extremely embarrassing life.

Or maybe the Qin family is the ugliest human nature in this wealthy family.

how to say?

Said his birth was never expected.

He said that his father was the person who hated him the most in the world and hoped that he would disappear from the world in the next second.

Or could it be that his mixed bloodline was the result of the old man's planning.

Does his appearance represent the most hypocritical trade-off in human interests and the most brutal punishment under strategy?

There was nothing Qin Chuli couldn't say in front of others.

He represents evil since he was born, and he is too dirty to deserve his moon.

But facing Zhou Enyou's clean eyes, he opened his mouth several times, but could not say a word.

He had never been so scared as at this moment.

Under the incandescent light in the living room, Qin Chuli seemed to be shattered.

Zhou Enyou was stunned on the spot. It was just the most ordinary sentence. She didn't understand how Qin Chuli seemed to be about to face the most embarrassing confession.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Enyou really wanted to know if Qin Chuli needed help, but since she was in a dilemma, she would not force it. "If you don't want to say it, I don't need to know. Didn't you say that there is something going on outside? Then go deal with it."

Qin Chuli was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Well," he replied, "Then I'll go first and you can rest early."

In fact, he might want to say more.

I can tell you.

I can tell you everything about me.

But can you wait for me?

When I have my own business empire.

Wait until I get through all the mud.

At least I won't be as ugly and humble as I am now.

Waiting for me is just Qin Chuli.

Wait until I make sure that none of the dirt on my body will contaminate you.

If by that time, you have more than just pity for me, if you have something else for me, then you are willing to let me just be your puppy.

By the time--

If you are still willing to listen to me.

Then I will tell you everything about myself.