Lose 100 million today

"This is for you."

Chuzheng took out the mobile phone from the bag and handed it to Xi Jing.

Xi Jing shook his head nervously: "I can't have it, it's too expensive..."

"Just take it." Chuzheng roughly stuffed it into his hand and said impatiently, "You can throw it away if you don't want it."

Xi Jing's eyes widened slightly.

Of course, Xi Jing couldn't throw it away. He glanced at Chu Zheng several times, finally put the box away and went to get the dinner out neatly.

"Eat...it's time to eat."

Chuzheng sat on the small bench, Xi Jing arranged the dishes and chopsticks for her, and sat on the other side.

Xi Jing cooked millet porridge and fried two green vegetables.

The millet porridge is thick and fragrant.

Seeing that Chu Zheng didn't dislike it, Xi Jing lowered his head and drank the porridge with confidence.

"You live here alone?"

Xi Jing nodded: "Yes."

"where is your family?"

Xi Jinping paused for several seconds, shook his head, and whispered, "I have no family anymore."

Chuzheng reached out and rubbed his head: "Did you rent this house or do you own it?"

Xi Jing said slowly: "I...my grandpa left it to me."

Left to him, that means he may no longer be alive.

Good guy cards are so pitiful.

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After dinner, Chuzheng got Xi Jing's information from Wangzhehao.

When Xi Jing's mother was in high school, she was deceived and became pregnant with her.

After giving birth to Xi Jinping, her mother left and never came back.

Xi Jing grew up with his grandfather since he was a child.

Unfortunately, my grandfather was not in good health and could not make much money, so he could only make ends meet.

Not long ago, his grandfather fell ill. Xi Jing owed a lot of money to treat his grandfather's illness. After his grandfather passed away, he did not go to school and worked everywhere to earn money to pay back the money.

Xi Jing was not yet eighteen years old and could only do some odd jobs.

Xi Jing was able to borrow the money in the first place only because of an introduction from a drunkard.

But does that drunkard An have good intentions?

Of course he didn't have good intentions, but Xi Jing was so ill that he went to the doctor and didn't even think about what the drunkard had planned.

Until the money he owed became more and more, and he couldn't pay it back at all.

The creditor came to ask for money, but Xi Jing still couldn't pay. Finally, the drunkard gave Xi Jing an idea and introduced him to a bar.

Of course Xi Jing was unwilling, but in the end it wasn't a question of whether he was willing or not, it was the other party who forced him to go.

What happened next was nothing more than the other party forcing Xi Jing to resist and struggle, and finally Xi Jing turned black...

The timeline is pretty early now.

As long as Xi Jing is prevented from being bullied, he should not become evil.

Xi Jing finished washing the dishes and walked over slowly.

"Do you... want to live here?" Xi Jing probably wanted to ask Chuzheng when he was leaving, but in the end he didn't ask, maybe because he was too shy.

Chuzheng had no intention of leaving at all.

The good guy card is so weak, of course he needs personal protection!

"Can't you live here?"

"Yes, yes. As long as you don't mind it..." Xi Jing's face turned red: "Then you sleep on the bed and I make the floor."

"Um."

"I'll go clean it up."

Xi Jing lowered his head and walked away.

Chuzheng sat for a while and went over the information given to her by Wang Zhehao.

After she had sorted out the information, she looked to the other side of the room and saw that the boy was sorting out the things she bought today, folding them one by one and putting them in the closet.

The wardrobe was also freed up, and Chu Zheng's clothes were hung in it.

Looks like I need to buy a wardrobe.

This house is a bit small, but Chuzheng doesn't plan to change it.

Xi Jing stepped on the plastic stool and stood on tiptoe to put other things on the top of the wardrobe. The clothes were pulled upward, revealing a slim waistline.

His skin is very fair and his waistline is beautiful. He would look better if he were not so thin.

It seems that it needs to be well cared for, otherwise it will be full of bones when you hold it, and the experience will be too bad.

The plastic stool that Xi Jing was standing on was no longer in service, but one leg suddenly clicked, causing the entire stool to tilt to one side.

The person on the stool swayed and fell directly to the side.

There was nothing to grab next to him, so Xi Jing closed his eyes subconsciously in panic.

However, the pain did not come. Someone hugged her waist, and a cold and elegant fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings about to take flight. He opened his eyes slightly, with a bit of fear remaining in his eyes.

Chu Zheng's face was reflected in his pupils, and the young man forgot to blink and just looked at her intently.

Chuzheng caught him from below. Half of the boy's body was leaning in Chuzheng's arms, and his waist was firmly supported by someone's hands.

Chuzheng could only be grateful that the room was not big, otherwise she would not be able to win and would have to watch him fall to the ground.

It seems that not changing the house is the right thing to do!

Xi Jing stood up in a panic, and his first reaction was to apologize: "Yes... I'm sorry."

Chuzheng didn't let go of him, she just asked him to stand still and kept her arms around him. Xi Jing wanted to retreat, but had nowhere to retreat, so he stood stiffly, his face turning from white to red.

"What are you apologizing for?" Chuzheng was confused.

Xi Jing lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm causing trouble for you..."

You are a troublemaker.

Chuzheng sighed inwardly: "You should say thank you, not sorry."

Xi Jinping lowered his head and said, "Thank you."

Chuzheng raised her hand to touch his head and let go of him: "Be careful next time."

"……Um."

Xi Jing breathed a sigh of relief and took two steps back. The heat on his face was blown away by the wind and gradually dissipated.

Chuzheng picked up the clothes that he had not put on before, found another stool and put them on them.

"Can you get it?" After Chu Zheng was flown, he thought of this question and lowered his head to ask Xi Jing.

Xi Jing nodded: "I can step on the stool..."

Chuzheng interrupted him: "What if you fall? I can't catch you every time."

The heat that had just dissipated from Xi Jing's face came back, making his ears feel hot.

Chuzheng took off the clothes and said, "Hang them up."

Xi Jing looked at the clothes hanging in the closet and hesitated to move: "Your clothes..."

"Do you dislike hanging up with my clothes?"

"..."

What did Xi Jing mean? He was afraid of getting her clothes dirty.

"Hurry up and hang up." Chu Zheng said fiercely, "If you dare to put it on top, I will throw you out."

"..." Xi Jing's expression froze slightly and he whispered, "But this is my home."

Chuzheng narrowed her eyes: "What did you say?"

Xi Jing blinked, met Chu Zheng's fierce eyes, shook his head decisively, and hung the clothes neatly in the closet.

Chuzheng only bought two sets of clothes, but Xi Jing had more. After hanging them in, the closet that was empty just now became full in an instant.

Chuzheng pointed to the clothes under the wardrobe: "Throw away all those clothes, don't pile them up there to take up space."

"You can still wear it..." These are all winter clothes. Throw them away. What will he wear in winter?

Chuzheng raised her hand and pinched his head: "I'll buy you new ones from now on, be good."

Xi Jing: "..."

Xi Jing didn't want to throw it away.

Chu Zheng had a fierce expression, and the young man immediately shrank his head. He pitifully took out the clothes, folded them one by one, and then took them out.