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Zhan Yan didn't know how to answer Wen Rao for a moment, fearing that he would hurt her self-esteem by saying the wrong thing.

He also realized that there were many inappropriate things about his actions and words just now. In fact, he could use a more tactful approach.

He was raised as an heir since he was a child. His grandfather and father taught him how to be a suitable heir, but they did not teach him how to love and care for someone from the bottom of his heart.

So he ignored Wen Rao's direct feelings at the first time.

He is unmarried because he has never had the thought of taking care of a woman or the need to be taken care of by a woman since he was a child.

Seeing that Zhan Yan's expression was a little nervous, he smiled warmly.

If it was when she and Zhan Yan first got along, she would have jumped up now, and most likely would have thrown the sweater in his face.

Now I know him to a certain extent, and I know that he is so domineering and direct at heart.

"You really don't need to think that I'm being overly frugal when mending sweaters. You don't have to think this way. This is my hobby. Just like I like translation and archeology.

Translation work not only allows me to earn a lot of part-time income, but also gives me satisfaction. This is the best of both worlds. "

Not only was Wen Rao not angry, but she also expressed her true thoughts. Zhan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have never seen anyone mending clothes in this era without considering your preferences."

Zhan Yan thought it would be nice if Wen Rao didn't get angry.

Unknowingly, when he was with Wen Rao, he would accommodate her preferences and concerns.

Wen Rao smiled and shook his head, his hands moving continuously.

“This sweater costs more than 100 yuan, which is not expensive, but I really like it. But if the repair effect is not good, I will not wear it to meet people. I also hope that others will see a clean, tidy and gentle person.

Don't think of me as pitiful. I'm pretty good. At least I still have a demolition house waiting for me.You may have never seen real poor students with your own eyes. "

Wen Rao's words made Zhan Yan fall into deep thought.

"I studied privately from kindergarten to high school, and went to study abroad in college."

He said this and was not afraid of Wen Rao thinking too much. After all, there are many private schools in Qingshi, and the tuition fees range from 10,000 to [-]+ per year. If an ordinary family only has one child, it is still very difficult to choose a private school with [-] to [-] per year. normal.

"When I was in college, I had a roommate who wore school uniforms all year round. The school uniforms were subsidized by the school and she didn't need to pay for them. They were also her best clothes.

In winter, she would wear all her clothes under her school uniform, but even then she would shiver from the cold.She has never worn sweaters or sweatshirts. The only set of velvet warm clothes that Chunfeng Yingzi and I bought for her together. We only said that Chunfeng’s mother bought an extra set and it was not suitable for the three of us, so we wouldn’t give it to her. She wastes it before she is willing to accept it. Sometimes we will ask for an extra portion of food, saying that we can’t eat it and force it on her, but this doesn’t happen every day.

After all, giving too much will make her feel that we are giving her charity and pitying her.She has her own self-esteem and persistence.She had worn this set of warm clothes in the winter during her four years of college. Every time she had to change out and wash them, she had nothing to replace them with, so she could only wear her summer school uniform next to her body.

One time I went to the water room to fetch water, and I happened to see her washing her hair there. It was very late at that time, and there was no one else in the water room. She went to the cream cake box thrown away by other dormitories, and scraped the plastic cake box with her hand. Eat with butter dipped on top.She ate very quickly and I knew she didn't have dinner that night.

My first reaction was to quietly exit and pretend I didn't see anything.I've also seen her throw away leftover takeaway food for her classmates, but she would take it to a deserted place and hide and eat the leftovers.In four years of college, I never saw her eat any meat or dish in the cafeteria.

So, do you think I have any reason to feel sorry for myself? "