perfect life

After leaving Chen Qiran's house, He Zihan went to a nearby real estate agency, and soon saw a 10-square-meter cottage. Because it was an old house, there was only a very simple bathroom and a hard bed, and the space was small, so the price It's not very high, only 500 yuan.This is simply a miracle in a place like C City.

Seeing He Zihan's student-like face, the real estate agent thought he was a kid who was at odds with his family, so he didn't dissuade him.Instead, he kept emphasizing that the house was unique, and it was especially suitable for students like them to live alone.There are simple toilets, electric water heaters, and you can boil hot water for bathing at any time.The bed is also ready-made, as long as you buy a mat and thin quilt, you can move in immediately.

He Zihan thought about it, and he really didn't have more time to find a house.Under the leadership of the aunt of the real estate agency, I took a look at the house on the 8th floor of the old building.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a big window.Because it happened to be windy in the evening, it was very cool to stand by the window.There is also a ready-made glass tea table, two chairs, two kettles, and some hangers in the house—these are all unexpected things, saving me the trouble of buying everything one by one.

Many years later, when He Zihan knew that the reason why the house was so cheap was because someone died in it, he just smiled, anyway, he was not afraid of ghosts.

Chen Qiran accompanied Fan Getian to guard Xia Mingyuan in the hospital for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he wondered if He Zihan had dinner.Fearing that he would go to work on the construction site hungry again, he went home first.

When I got home, I found that He Zihan was not there, and was about to go to the kitchen to make some food for him to send to the construction site, but saw the note and silver chain on the dining table.

Seeing the pendant in the shape of a water drop, Chen Qiran only thought it was like a teardrop.

Chen Qiran put the silver chain around his neck, stared at the note left by He Zihan for a while, and then called the housekeeper.

"What orders does the young master have?"

It was a young man's voice who answered the phone, and Chen Qiran couldn't help frowning.

"Zhang Lu? Where's Uncle Zhang? Why are you answering the phone?"

"My dad is not feeling well. He is in the hospital right now. Just tell me to do something."

"Yeah. Help me check the house where He Zihan lives now. I want to know where he lives in an hour. In addition, send two people to escort him to and from get off work every day."

"Yes, master. The day after tomorrow is the day when this month's salary will be paid. Will you still pay him five times the salary as originally intended?"

"Well, yes. Keep letting the foreman take care of him."

"Master..."

"If you have something to say, just say it." Chen Qiran lit a cigarette impatiently.

"If you want Master He to stay by your side, I don't think your way is right now."

"Oh?"

"If it were me, I would let him have no place to live, no wages, and nothing at all. Then I would appear in front of him when he was desperate. At that time, even if he didn't want to, he could just obediently go home with you, Is not it?"

"Hehe...you're saying that..."

"If you think my words are feasible, young master, think about it. I'll help you find out where he lives now."

"Go."

On the surface, Uncle Zhang is the housekeeper of the Chen family, but in fact it is much more than that.Chen Qiran was brought up by him since he was a child, Uncle Zhang always treated Chen Qiran as his own, and always thought of him.Every time Chen Qiran encounters something confusing, he will consult with Uncle Zhang immediately.In addition, Uncle Zhang is also the head of the Chen family who is responsible for collecting information, so no matter what happens, he can find out everything.

Over the years, Chen Qiran had gotten used to having such a right-hand assistant as Uncle Zhang, now that he suddenly heard that Uncle Zhang was ill, he couldn't help but feel a little worried for him.But Uncle Zhang asked his son to take over the job, which is a bit outrageous-Zhang Lu is a worthless prodigal.

But what Zhang Lu said just now was not without reason.

I used a trick before, although it was just a little trick, to speed up the demolition, so that the person in charge must demolish He Zihan's house, leaving him without a place to live-who knew that the foreman thought he had a grudge against He Zihan, so he beat him up that night. fainted!

Chen Qiran hung up the phone call from the foreman and went straight to He Zihan's house. When he saw He Zihan lying on the ground, his heart ached.Then he took him back to his home, and asked the foreman to demolish He Zihan's house immediately, leaving him nowhere to go. This was the excuse for He Zihan to live in his home.

Although the means were a bit shady, it would be a matter of time before the hut was demolished, and it would not survive this semester at the latest.So I actually just speeded up the progress of things, anyway, the result is the same.

If He Zihan had nothing, would he obediently return to his side?

Will he be willing?

He Zihan is not gay, so many things need to be done to break him apart.Are you really going to force him to submit?Will forced feelings bear fruit?

Chen Qiran was thinking about it without thinking, when suddenly there was a tingling pain in his hand, and when he looked down, he suddenly realized that it was the smoke that had burned out.