Raiders of that cat

An Xiuchen settles down in An Ruyi in the hospital, and is ready to go home.

M City is considered a small third-tier town, and housing prices are not very expensive. A year ago, An Xiuchen bought An Ruyi a 150-square-meter house, allowing An Ruyi to move out of the humble bungalow that he had lived in for more than 20 years and live in a small high-rise.

However, An Xiuchen entrusted this house to a friend for the whole process. He had never seen the house, but just settled for it. She took a fancy to it and bought it with money.

This is the first time An Xiuchen holds the key and enters this house that cannot be called a home.

Once inside, it was as chaotic as ever.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, the window sills hadn’t been cleaned for an unknown amount of time, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on them. Xiu Chen stood at the door, not even in the mood to change his shoes. He had just finished cleaning in the hospital, and he continued to roll up his sleeves to clean up the garbage at home.

An Xiuchen heaved a long sigh, and was about to enter the room, but suddenly he heard movement in the bathroom.

Is it a thief?

An Xiuchen picked up the broom placed at the door and approached the bathroom lightly, only the sound of splashing water could be heard from outside the door.

An Xiuchen was thinking whether to call the police, but suddenly the sound of water stopped. Before An Xiuchen could react, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

It was a man taller than An Xiuchen by a head, with bronze skin, strong muscles, and a green dragon tattooed on his left arm. A bath towel was wrapped around his lower body, which was steaming.

The two looked at each other, and the rough man obviously regarded An Xiuchen as a thief: "Who are you? Why did you enter my house?"

An Xiuchen frowned slightly, and he couldn't lose half of his momentum: "I should ask you this, right? This is my home."

The man wiped his wet hair with a towel, looked An Xiuchen up and down, as if thinking of something, chuckled: "Are you An Ruyi's son?"

An Xiuchen nodded, and the man had already stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Cheng Ye, and I'm your mother's...boyfriend."

Damn it!

An Xiuchen raised his brows. Since childhood, An Ru has brought a lot of men to his home, but most of them were benefactors who gave An Ru a penny, but now that he is getting old, he dares to start taking care of men. !

He said that every time he gave An Ruyi a few dollars, he would receive a message from An Ruyi asking for money within a few days, and he finally knew where the money was used for.

An Xiuchen never reached out his hand, and Cheng Ye didn't mind either. He put a towel around his neck, swaggered into the living room and sat on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table casually, and took a bite of an apple: "Yes now, what's your name?"

"An Xiuchen."

"An Xiuchen, I heard from your mother that you are working for a listed company in City S and earn a lot of money a month."

An Xiuchen looked at him as if looking at a pile of garbage: "How much money I earn has nothing to do with you, this is my home, I don't welcome you, please get out immediately."

When Cheng Ye heard this sentence, he slowed down his chewing speed: "You may not understand, I said that I am your mother's boyfriend, that is, the male owner of this house. How can there be any reason to let the owner out?"

An Xiuchen walked in front of him, his eyes narrowed coldly: "This is the house I bought, and my mother's name is written on the real estate certificate. It has nothing to do with you. If you don't go out again, I might consider calling the police gone."

When Cheng Ye heard the "call the police", his gloomy face changed suddenly. He pulled An Xiuchen over and asked him to sit down: "Don't, let's talk about it. I just came here today, and I haven't been here for several days. There is no news of your mother, I wanted to visit her, but unexpectedly, I waited for you, that, do you know where your mother is?"

An Xiuchen didn't mind telling Cheng Ye the truth: "My mother is ill, a malignant tumor, and is currently living in the hospital."

Cheng Ye showed a surprised look, was silent for a while, and muttered to himself: "Why didn't she tell me, really, I have to go to the hospital to see her..."

Cheng Ye raised his head and looked at An Xiuchen flatteringly: "Your mother and I have had a good time for a while, she is sick, and I have to go to see her, but it's not good to see a patient empty-handed. Money is a little tight recently, that brother, can you lend me some money, so I can buy some to visit your mother."

An Xiuchen looked down at Cheng Ye's outstretched hand, and smiled: "It only costs a few hundred yuan to buy one, and you don't even have this money? How did you meet my mother?"

"I'm a fitness coach. I had a little conflict with a client before and was fired. I'm still looking for a job. Your mother used to be my VIP client and helped me a lot. I'm very grateful to her. Then we were together."

An Xiuchen finally understood, it turned out that this was an inspirational story about a rich woman.

I say I'm grateful, but it's really ridiculous to talk about your mother without saying her name.

An Xiuchen stood up and pointed at the door: "Money, my mother has already given you enough money. I don't have any more money here. You don't have to go to the hospital to see my mother. I thank you for your kindness on her behalf." , can you leave now?"

Cheng Ye also has a violent temper, and An Xiuchen's attitude is firm. In Cheng Ye's eyes, he is like an iron cock. How much effort have you put in to be An Ruyi's godson? Your mother is also very difficult to serve. I say sweet words every day, and I feel sick to myself. Human youth is limited, so I just waste it on an old lady. , After all, shouldn't your own son give me some compensation?!"

An Xiuchen snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "It's because you want to be disgusting, and I didn't pinch you to make you a godson. Now it's like this, it's entirely your own fault."

"Fart!" Cheng Ye kicked the coffee table away, walked in front of An Xiuchen in two or three steps, and grabbed his collar with such strength that An Xiuchen really didn't even have the strength to resist: "Do you want to?" What are you doing? Let me tell you, if you dare to put a finger on me, I promise to let you sit through the prison!"

"An Xiuchen, all I want is money, give me money, we can discuss everything, if there is no money, if I punch you, your face will be ruined."

An Xiuchen laughed out loud and stared at Cheng Ye: "Then try it and see if it's my thick skin or your hard fist, but as I said in advance, I will definitely investigate to the end, you can't escape. "

Cheng Ye's hand holding An Xiuchen's collar shook so badly that his eyes turned red with anger. For the sake of money, he didn't care about anything and just raised his fist!

An Xiuchen didn't expect that Cheng Ye would really take the risk, his fist fell so fast, An Xiuchen had no room to escape, he suddenly closed his eyes tightly...

The fist wind in his imagination didn't come down, instead his shoulder hurt, his body and mind were unstable, he staggered a few steps, his back hit the wall, his face twisted a bit in pain.

An Xiuchen gasped, his back hurt like hell, but he heard a muffled "boom", and Cheng Ye had already fallen to the ground.

"An Xiuchen, are you okay?"

Sweat dripped from An Xiuchen's forehead, he saw Pei Yang's face when he slightly raised his eyes, it must be an illusion, shouldn't Pei Yang be working in the company at this time?how come……

"An Xiuchen, what are you talking about? Did you hurt somewhere?" Seeing An Xiuchen's pale face, Pei Yang just held back his words and almost died of anxiety.

After a while, An Xiuchen finally regained his sanity and shook his head.

Cheng Ye got up from the ground and stared at Pei Yang covetously. He couldn't believe that such a big man would be successfully attacked by a little boy.

"You were the one who beat me just now?"

Pei Yang turned his head, his expression had become a little fierce: "It's me, your ancestor."

An Xiuchen held Pei Yang back. He was too impulsive. If something happened and the police were called, it would be difficult.

"Pei Yang, this is my family business, don't worry about it."

Pei Yang narrowed his eyes: "You are hurt like this, how can I ignore it?"

In order to get rid of his obedient temperament, Pei Yang went to a high school to learn Sanda. Let alone one Cheng Ye today, even if there were ten Cheng Ye, he would be no problem.

Sure enough, Cheng Ye was beaten away by Pei Yang with two moves.

Pei Yang helped An Xiuchen to sit down, opened his clothes, his back was blue from knocking, Pei Yang was very distressed: "An Xiuchen, why don't we go to the hospital."

An Xiuchen waved his hand stubbornly: "I just came back from the hospital, I don't want to go, I still want to tidy up the house."

An Xiuchen wanted to get up, but Pei Yang pressed his shoulders and told him to sit down: "You are already like this, how can you clean up the house? Don't be brave, I'm here, let me help you."

"But……"

"No, but you just sit here honestly, otherwise I'll carry you to the hospital and have your body checked."

An Xiuchen looked at Pei Yang rolling up his sleeves, as if he was doing a lot of work. He is a pampered young master, but it is difficult for him to be reduced to cleaning in his own home.

"Didn't you stay in the company? Why are you disobedient?"

Pei Yang found a piece of cloth and cleaned up the trash on the table: "You are not in the company anymore, what am I waiting for, I can't see you for a second now, my heart is like a steak on the pot, Two words, torment, it’s too uncomfortable, so I bought the nearest plane and flew over, I didn’t expect to see this kind of scene as soon as I entered the door, can I not be angry.”

An Xiuchen laughed, this time he was amused by Pei Yang, but he thought about it again, something seemed wrong: "Wait, how do you know where my family lives?"

Pei Yang smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I asked Dawei to check it for me before I came."

"Besides this, what else did you find out?"

Pei Yang looked at An Xiuchen, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "It's nothing, your mother is sick and has a malignant tumor, and she lives in the hospital in M ​​City, that's all."