Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Faced with such an unexpected situation, most people's first reaction is to immediately distance themselves from their intimate objects.

Qinghe is not exempt from vulgarity.

The moment she heard the door suddenly sizzling open, Qinghe immediately reached out and tried to push Harry away—at least keep him from getting so close to her.

But it was obviously too late for such a late-morning action, and it even cast a shadow of ambiguity on the unclear relationship between them.

Maybe it was nothing at first, but after such a redundant action was made, it seemed like something——

Qinghe stretched out her hand to push it, but she didn't push it, only to see Harry's eyes lightly passing her face, and then moved to a farther place.

Quite different from Harry's peaceful posture sitting on the edge of the bed, Qinghe jumped up from the bed almost at once, making Harry not quite understand why she was so overreacted at this moment, it was obvious that the visitor was just an ordinary woman That's all.

"What are you doing every night now? You read lines before, but now you don't sleep at night after the show is over?!" The landlady scolded her head and face as soon as she walked over. Qinghe had already prepared for this, after all, this The house is really not very soundproof...

"Now that the show is over, when will your theater pay your wages? Listen to me, you are so good-looking and marrying any man will be better than now!"

After hearing this, Qinghe wished to turn back all the time.

It's okay for her to listen to this kind of words by herself, now there are other people... And this other person is not someone else, it's Harry, my God!

Qinghe felt that he was about to suffocate again.

She said weakly: "Stop talking..."

The landlord seemed to have never heard of this, and when she saw Harry, her eyes lit up as if she had discovered a new world.

"You've finally figured it out."

Qinghe feels that her erratic life has once again ushered in a very embarrassing new situation.

Ah, what could be more embarrassing than being exposed in front of someone who everyone else thinks is a good date?

Qinghe really wanted to regard this as just a dream, but the different expressions on the faces of the two living people in front of her and the extremely subtle atmosphere at the moment kept telling her one thing: the scene in front of her was absolutely real.

She looked at her Spanish landlord, and saw that the landlord's face was full of unhappiness of being woken up from sleep, her big brown eyes were full of scrutiny, and those gazes were condensed and straightforward like Ling Chi. Qinghe face.

Of course, of course, compared to this, what Qinghe and she dared not look at was the expression on Harry's face.

God, now his impression of her must have fallen to the bottom.

A third-rate actor in debt.

And he was so radiant.

"Look, I told you not to come..." Qing He stretched out her hand and tugged at the corner of Harry's clothes while speaking softly. She decided to push the landlord to go out, and the two of them communicated outside the door together. , she must handle this well...

Just as she was about to speak, the landlady seemed to have noticed Qinghe's intentions, and the former realized that this unknown but well-dressed boy in front of him might be an excellent opportunity for her to get back the rent.

And the opportunity is never to be missed, and the time will never come again.

"Hey, since you are Miss Chen's boyfriend, help her pay the rent!"

Qinghe felt dizzy even more, the words suddenly blurted out by the landlord seemed to be thrown around her suddenly, her eyes were blinded by the first obsession, so everything went wrong.

"Well, I...you misunderstood, it's none of his business! He's not mine either—" Qing He's tongue suddenly seemed to be knotted and couldn't speak clearly when the situation was urgent, but her words were immediately caught by her body Harry next to him interrupted.

Qinghe finally fell silent because he said yes.

On Harry's face, the slight unhappiness caused by the sudden intrusion into the room had disappeared, and instead, a perfect smile appeared on his James Dean-like pretty face.

"How much," he said.

Qinghe wanted to go forward and explain to her landlord, but Harry didn't give her this chance, he also stretched out his hand to block the girl from going forward.

The landlord naturally smiled, because she was extremely tired of collecting debts every day.

Qinghe's eyes shifted back and forth between the two of them for no reason, and to be honest, she didn't quite understand what was going on now.

Could it be that Harry was going to pay for her?But how can there be such a good thing in the world...?

In all fairness Harry was a pretty likable guy.No matter in terms of appearance or family background, he crushed many American men with an overwhelming advantage.Although he is indeed very arrogant in his bones, to be honest, as long as you don't confront him or have in-depth exchanges with him, most people don't think so...

He's distant, but he's equally polite.

Otherwise, Qinghe couldn't explain why he was able to have such a happy conversation with the landlord who he had never met outside the door.

The two of them automatically blocked her out, so that Qinghe could only stand inside the door, and they had to try their best to conceal the anxiety in their hearts.

She really wanted to know what the two of them were talking about!

Even paying the rent doesn’t have to take that long, it’s the age of online banking now!

After a while, Harry walked in.

He turned to look at Qinghe and closed the door with his backhand, his tone was flat: "She has already left."

After saying this, he seemed to have thought of something again, and added in a serious manner, "Satisfied."

Qinghe was not a fool, of course she knew what Harry meant by contentment—he had already paid the rent for her, so the landlord would happily leave.

It's all because of the soundproof house...

Qinghe's thoughts have no boundaries, otherwise how could the disturbance between the two of them wake up the landlord?

Although Qinghe has traveled through many worlds, she is still a person who is not very good at expressing herself.So she scratched her face and said, "Then... thank you."

Her tone at the moment was very soft and soft, at least she had never thought that she would speak to Harry in such a gentle tone before.This sentence thankyou is as soft as the spring sunshine slowly flowing on the dry branches and leaves of plants.

"That's it?" Harry savored the thank you for a moment, before responding to his own wicked taste.

The dark-haired girl immediately looked up at him, her eyes as dark as the night cast a mixture of doubt and gratitude.After a while, she said: "Tell me, how do you want me to repay you?"

Qinghe felt that she might be able to pay back the two months' rent if she worked hard.

"After all, all the gifts given by fate have their prices marked in secret. *" Qinghe said, she didn't plan to owe Harry all the time!

Harry may have heard the answer that really satisfies him, "Zweig's 'Queen of the Guilled Head' - how about this, you..."

He paused, "I need a female companion, a pulicrelationship."

Harry's words sounded so organized and his attitude was so condensed that it was not hard to imagine whether he had been planning for a long time, imagining countless scenarios just to say his purpose now.

but……

After thinking about it again, Qinghe felt that it was impossible.

This ridiculous request is most likely just a whim of his.

"Listen, Harry, I'm grateful that you've paid my rent, but—" Qinghe thinks that refusal is always the hardest step, "but I think I might not be the perfect person for you. If you want For public relations, you can go to a newspaper, or even if you walk into an entertainment company now, there are many beautiful girls for you to choose from.”

She even did not hesitate to blackmail herself, "And they should all be more obedient than me."

"Honestly, I don't really understand why you need a PR*, because you're not—"

Qinghe's words were interrupted by Harry, and the expression on his face became cloudy again because of Qinghe's rash refusal.

It's really strange, obviously he concealed his emotions so flawlessly in front of other people, but he couldn't help showing it so clearly in front of her.

"Because I'm not from the showbiz, right?" Harry said, moving closer to the girl, "Whether it's PR or something else, I don't care. Money can buy everything in the world, including love.*”

His tone was colder than before, Qinghe met his eyes, and after a long silence, she said: "Gone with the wind"

"I 100% agree with what Reid said." He smiled slightly, but this time it was a sneer, which made Qinghe feel that even the surrounding temperature dropped a lot instantly.

"Not only did I help you pay off the two months' rent that you owed, but I also paid for the next 24 months in one lump sum for you." Harry said, "So, you have to work for me now—model employee .”

My model employee

Qinghe's eyes darkened.

Is this what actually happened? !

"Then what exactly do you want me to do for you?" Qinghe was numb, she had never heard of this kind of situation before tonight, Harry's playing cards so irregularly made her a little overwhelmed.

"It's simple." Harry tilted his head, which made him look plain and endearing.

"The only thing you have to do is to be there when I need you. I have to escape some places I don't want to be."

"Because..." Harry's voice lowered, he leaned closer, and said something with his lips in Qinghe's ear, the girl's eyes immediately opened wide.

"I'm leaving, please stand by the window sill and watch me... a model employee." Harry tugged on his tie, his tone was meaningful, but compared to this, his last sentence swept through Qinghe like a storm In the barren soul.

Harry went downstairs, Qinghe was a little dazed, but she followed suit—

She is like what every girl in Huaichun might do, leaning on the window sill and looking down at her sweetheart going away, while the night breeze will be mixed with the fragrance of flowers blowing past her nose.

What Harry had just said was that he was dying.

The author has something to say: *All the gifts given by fate are secretly priced. — Zweig, "Queen of the Lost Head"

＊PR: pulicrelationship, simply put, pretending to be a relationship

＊Money can buy everything in the world, including love. ——This sentence is said by the hero of "Gone with the Wind", and it goes like this.