She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Mr. Zhu is ready to go at home and wants to call his old friends, but he can’t!

Now is not the time.

The little apprentice is still keeping it a secret.

The only person who knows this secret...

He picked up his phone and dialed the number, and the call was quickly connected.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhan was sitting in a massage chair with his eyes closed.

I was a little surprised to receive the call from Mr. Zhu.

Coincidentally, Mr. Zhu was also lying comfortably in the massage chair with his eyes closed.

He was used to Yan Zhan's coldness and didn't mind.

I smiled and invited him to dinner at home in the evening.

"Let me take a look at the itinerary." Yan Zhan didn't refuse outright.

Instead, he called his secretary in to look at the arrangements for the evening.

Yan Zhan is an extremely self-disciplined person. Even if he has social events in the evening, he usually doesn't stay up past 10 o'clock.

"Mr. Wang Kerry's daughter is ten years old, and he has sent you an invitation letter." The secretary said after looking through the itinerary.

"Let Wan Yi go." Yan Zhan made a prompt decision.

"Okay, Mr. Yan." The secretary immediately changed the schedule.

Yan Zhan also confirmed with Mr. Zhu that he would go over for dinner in the evening.

Mr. Zhu hung up the phone with satisfaction, and then called Manshu again.

Manshu has brought her friends to her new home, the community opposite Yingcai Experimental Middle School.

The house she bought was on the ninth floor, and there was a row of simple European-style shelves at the entrance.

There are some ornaments on it that the original owner did not take away.

It can be seen that the original owner who decorated this place was very attentive.

Manshu was thinking about buying some green plants and succulents to put on the table.

Further in, there are the dining room and living room partitions, and the kitchen is on the side of the entrance.

The doors of the two bedrooms are facing each other, and there is also a study room connected to a small balcony, which was converted from an entrance garden.

Manshu liked the layout of the house, and Wan Yi had already hired someone to clean it for her.

Just bring your luggage and move in.

"Wow, I like the house here too. From the balcony, you can directly see our school playground."

Qin Gege stood on the balcony, shielding her eyes with her hands, and looked towards the school.

"I like it too. I have my own study room where I can read and study. No one will disturb me even if I close the door."

Wang Yi's eyes sparkled with stars, and he was extremely envious.

“Compared to the old house I bought, this one is so beautiful!”

Whether it is the decoration style or the home furnishings inside, they are deeply loved by girls!

It doesn’t matter how many boys Yu Yan has.

They sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on TV and watched the game, looking very calm.

When Yu Yan was studying at Yingcai, she was picked up and dropped off by car every day, and there was no need for her to buy a house opposite the school.

He is now thinking about whether he should ask his father to find him a place outside the school when he goes to college.

It seems quite convenient to live opposite the school.

"You will have a house like this in the future. The houses in the urban villages will be demolished sooner or later. After the demolition, you will be a wealthy woman."

Manshu comforts Wang Yi.

She saw Wang Yi's excitement after buying the house, but after seeing her own house, there was a sense of disappointment in her eyes.

"Don't underestimate my current apartment, but its price is ten times that of yours!"

"You're right!" Wang Yi was no longer disappointed but excited when he thought of the ten times price.

"I don't know when the houses in the urban village will be demolished. Before they are demolished, I will rent them out. When they are demolished, I will buy a house here and we can be neighbors!"

In fact, Wang Yi doesn’t understand what demolition is.

But she has seen TV where some people were beaten to a bloody pulp over house demolition. That must be very profitable!

Manshu smiled and said that she would definitely not live here anymore.

However, before she could say anything, her cell phone rang.