Look good

As soon as these words came out, even the well-informed lawyer couldn't control his expression for an instant, and looked at Qiao Xing with wide eyes in surprise.

Wen Changrong raised his eyebrows even more, raised his eyes to look at Qiao Xing as if he heard something from the Arabian Nights, and asked uncertainly:

"Not a penny?"

"Yeah." Qiao Xing's expression was very sincere.

"..." Wen Changrong's gray pupils looked at him unwaveringly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, the man asked again, "Why?"

"Lawyer Chen said just now that you took care of me even when I was divorced, and you have treated me well in the past six years..." Qiao Xing raised his face again, curled the corners of his mouth, and showed a just right smile, "So I think... the money is yours in the first place, so I don't want it."

When Qiao Xing smiled, his brows and eyes were always crooked, his eyes were like crescent moons, and his pupils were full of light. He looked very beautiful, with a kind of innocence that didn't match his age.

Wen Changrong's gaze couldn't help but stay in his eyes for a moment, and at the same time he knew in his heart that this matter would not end with such a simple sentence.

The man asked, "And then what?

"I..." Qiao Xing paused, and whispered, "It's been so long, I haven't lived in this house yet..."

"?" The three people in the living room are unknown.

"I don't want your money, but... I have been by your side for seven years, and we have been married for four years... But I have never lived in this house properly. I either slept for one night and then left, or slept for one night at a time. None... I feel quite sorry."

Qiao Xing lowered his head slightly, scratched his head, and looked a little embarrassed.

"..." Wen Changrong looked at him and motioned for him to continue.

"So, I thought, sir, can you let me live in this house for a month, so that I can fulfill my wish?"

"..."

"If you agree, I can sign the agreement to leave the house first. Of course, you also have to write me a letter of guarantee to let me stay at home for a month."

"..."

Qiao Xing's request was simply unexpected.

The three of them were silent, Shen Qinlan's brows were slightly raised, the lawyer thought for a while, then turned to look at the expression on his boss's face.

Wen Changrong's bony fingers tapped on the armrest of the sofa, and Qiao Xing's serious and sincere face was reflected in his gray pupils.

After a while, the man asked, "You don't need money, but you want to live at home for a month?"

"Ah."

"Want to live in this main house?"

"No... If it's not convenient for you... other buildings in the manor are also available."

The Wen Family Manor is very large, and of course there are other auxiliary buildings besides the main house.

Some of these ancillary buildings are in prominent locations, while others are in remote locations. Wen Changrong may not see the particularly remote one a few times throughout the year.

If Qiao Xing was stuffed into that kind of remote building to live, it would be equivalent to not exist at home.

"..."

Wen Changrong didn't answer, just looked at him silently, and said for a while, "Qiao Xing, not every building has the opportunity to see me."

"...????"

Qiao Xing was momentarily at a loss.

Why does he want to see Wen Changrong?

What did Wen Changrong mean by that?

But before he could ask, Wen Changrong said the next sentence: "Also, not wanting money is not your style, I think you need to explain to me again."

Qiao Xing paused, and tentatively said:

"Then...you take me in for a month, and then give me all the property on the agreement?"

"..." Wen Changrong looked at him expressionlessly.

"... Cough, I'm joking, sir, don't take it seriously." Knowing that what he said just now was a daydream, and he would never get consent, Qiao Xing rubbed his nose and became serious.

He said softly: "...The money you gave me these years is enough to pay for my brother's medical expenses for at least 20 years."

"..."

"With your help, I also opened a studio, and now I have a reputation. I can make a lot of money in a month. My own life is more than enough, and I have saved a lot. I can probably live in the next half of my life." very good."

"..."

"So...money...I don't think that much is needed."

"..."

Wen Changrong still didn't nod in agreement, but only looked at him with a thoughtful look.

Also.

A person who regards money as his life suddenly pushes all the money sent into his pocket, which is suspicious no matter how you look at it.

"I have been with you for seven years..." Qiao Xing looked at Wen Changrong cautiously: "The request to live at home...does it really embarrass you?"

"..." Wen Changrong was still silent, and Shen Qinlan turned his head from time to time to see the man's expression.

After about 5 minutes, the man spoke again.

"……Can."

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

"When do you want to live here?" Wen Changrong asked.

"September." Qiao Xing suppressed the joy in his heart and blinked, "I will move in on September 30st, and leave on September [-]th, do you think it's okay?"

"Is it next month?"

"Ok!"

"Row."

Qiao Xing was so happy that he was about to take off!

"Then sir, let's sign the contract now! The lawyer happens to be here!"

"No." Shen Qinlan's voice was not loud, but his tone was undeniable. "I disagree."