Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Duan Qinghe sneered, "If I tell you what I said, then I might as well just be a free person. Why do I have to investigate?"

"Anyway, I've already said it here. If you want to tell me, it's up to you. I'll check it out myself."

After speaking, he turned around and left. Within a moment, he came back. In the complicated eyes of the two people, a bunch of keys were thrown towards them, "I have decided to make it clear to you now."

Then several more cards were thrown on the table, "These are all returned to you."

Chu Shi said: "Do you have to draw the line with us so clearly?"

Duan Qinghe nodded slowly under her anxious gaze, and then left again with great determination.

"Qinghe!!" Chu Shi hurriedly caught up and grabbed his hand, "Don't act out of anger."

Duan Qinghe's recently calm heart was irritated by her words again, and he threw her hand away impatiently, "What do you mean I'm being impulsive?! Then tell me the matter now, do you dare?!"

In the face of the other party's hesitation, he sarcastically said: "You don't dare, right? In that case, what's there to say?"

"Okay, Chu Shi." The man's voice appeared from far away, "It's useless to talk more. Since he wants to leave, let him go." He patted her shoulder and continued: "What an outsider can say can make her leave." He is working against us, and no matter how much you say, it will go in one ear and out the other, and he won’t listen at all.”

Chu Shi's body trembled slightly, and the look that had always been in control of everything was unconsciously tinged with helplessness. She covered her face with trembling hands and said in a difficult voice, "Did we do something wrong? He has lived in the human world for a long time. Short, what will happen if you don’t have anything on you?”

……

The blazing light of the day gradually dropped and was replaced by the night breeze blowing from time to time. The neon lights on the streets lit up one after another. The roads were filled with pedestrians talking and laughing, bringing a sense of warmth to this cold city. Fireworks are coming.

Duan Qinghe, who is currently penniless, is sitting on a bench in the park in a daze. People often pass by the bluestone path in front of him, and most of them are holding food in their hands, which causes the fragrance of food to come from time to time in his nose.

His stomach was growling with hunger. He hadn't eaten anything for a day. Duan Qinghe was a little dizzy and covered his stomach. What's that? ! !

Stop barking! ! !

He is so hungry! ! !

The impulse was indeed satisfying for a while, but the result didn’t seem to work out! ! !

If I had known earlier, he would not have been impulsive!

He has been wandering around all day and still hasn't found a way to make money. If he had known better, he would have had a good meal first, then learned how to make money as a human being, and finally threw the card back.

Duan Qinghe felt a little bit of regret in his heart at the moment, but he couldn't do it if he was asked to lower his head and admit his mistake. Face was very important to him.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a message sent to him by Shang Xu: "What are you doing? Have you eaten?"

Duan Qinghe felt aggrieved instantly, and still used his clumsy typing skills to type on the keyboard of his phone, "Xu Xu, can you help me?" After typing, he even sent a bunch of cute help emoticons. Bag.

The other side quickly replied: "What happened?"

Duan Qinghe pursed his lips. He didn't like typing, so he carefully sent an I'm so hungry emoticon. The emoticon on the chat interface looked extremely aggrieved.

He originally didn't want to find Shang Xu, and he didn't want her to see him like this. After all, he wanted to lose face. If she knew what he had done, would she laugh at him...

Duan Qinghe snorted softly in his nose. If she dared to laugh at him, he would not let her be his friend!

When he found a job, he would pay her back the meal money, and even invite her to eat a lot of delicious food, as if he was repaying her.

The more Duan Qinghe thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. As humans have a saying, help the poor rather than help the poor. Although he is very poor now, he still has the advantage of being in a hurry, so he can ask Xu Xu to help him.

The problem of eating has been solved, but he still has one most important problem that has not been solved...

That is……

Where will he stay tonight? !

Duan Qinghe became anxious again. He could no longer let Shang Xu help him solve the housing problem.

He would really lose face if he did this, but could he let go of his face a little bit for her?

Shang Xu's message was sent again, a concise and clear sentence: "Give me your position and I will come to you."

Duan Qinghe was lost in thought and was startled by the sudden vibrating sound of his cell phone. After sending his location according to Shang Xu's words, he began to fall into his previous thoughts again. Should he let go a little bit?

Actually, it wasn't impossible, so he reluctantly gave up his face. It wasn't a big deal anyway, and compared to not having a place to live, face didn't seem to be too important.

About ten minutes later, Shang Xu's figure appeared in the park where Duan Qinghe was. This park was the same one she had brought him to for the first time, and it happened to be not far from where she lived.

When she found him, she saw him wearing thin clothes and leaning on the back of a chair, sleeping.

The current season is approaching early autumn, and the temperature at night is much cooler than before. At this time, a cold wind came quietly, and Duan Qinghe, who was sleeping, was almost trembling slightly from the cold.

"Qinghe!!"

"Duan Qinghe!!"

"Your Majesty Duke, what should we do?! His heart!! We failed!"

What heart? Whose? His?

but……

Doesn't he have a good heart?

Duan Qinghe's sleep was not very stable, as if he was trapped in some kind of dream that he could not escape from. What were Sister Chu Shi and his father talking about?

Why did his father's familiar voice seem to be unfamiliar to him in an instant, with anger mixed with impatience, a little overwhelmed and scared, "Why did it fail?! Why?! He was lying to me?!"

Who is lying to father...

who is he……

"Mumu, wake up."

"Qinghe!"

"Mumu, it's time to wake up, don't sleep."

Several voices intertwined in his ears, and Duan Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely, covering his chest and breathing rapidly.

"What's wrong?" Shang Xu quickly bent down to check his condition, took out a tissue from his pocket and carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked with worry in his voice: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I...I'm fine..." Duan Qinghe slowed down for a while, and then his breathing gradually calmed down, but his hand was still clutching the clothes around his heart.

This dream appeared again...