61 points stand-in lover

He Chu took Zhuang Zixuan to the house where they lived together.

When He Chu was doing business, he didn't have the twitching energy when he was talking about love, but was just slightly gentle and considerate, even the flattery that Zhuang Zixuan always detested was just right, he looked like a businessman.

Zhuang Zixuan couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt that He Chu had really adjusted his position and treated himself as an ordinary customer.

He Chu walked along the house, inspected it decently, and finally said: "There is no major problem with the house. After the furniture and luggage are emptied, it should be sold quickly. The market price is around 500 million, maybe There will be some fluctuations. I will try to negotiate the selling price as high as possible, what is your bottom line?"

Zhuang Zixuan looked at He Chu in the dark, as if even the weather outside the window was going to be darkened.

He Chu had a masked smile on his face, which looked extremely fake.

Zhuang Zixuan said, "Are you really going to move? How long will it take?"

He Chu thought for a while, and said, "If Mr. Zhuang is really in a hurry, I can clean it up now. As for the house... this location and this community, it should be sold quickly. The market price can be released within a week, so we need to negotiate a higher price. I'm afraid we'll have to wait."

Zhuang Zixuan didn't speak, but looked at He Chu with a slightly sullen expression.

He Chu looked at him, his expression was still a business-like polite smile, but his eyes couldn't hold back.

After all, he still loves Zhuang Zixuan, and being looked at by Zhuang Zixuan like this, there is no way to pretend well.

After all, he is the man who has been in love for seven years.

He Chu turned his head to avoid Zhuang Zixuan's aggressive eyes, and said, "Then I'll pack my things."

He Chu turned around and walked into the bedroom, starting to tidy up from the bedroom.

The place where he can think of the most traces of himself is the bedroom.The sheets and duvets were all chosen by him himself, and the slippers were crookedly lying on the side of the bed, as if the owner had just gone to bed.

There are many clothes in the closet.

He Chu took out the clothes one by one and put them on the bed.He really doesn't have much clothes...a few suits and shirts for work, a few pairs of underwear, casual T-shirts of less than ten pieces, and two down jackets. These are his outfits.

He Chu put the clothes one by one into the suitcase, and then asked Zhuang Zixuan: "There is incense in the closet. Although I bought it, it is what you often use. Should I take it away or leave it to you?"

"I also bought the bed sheet and quilt cover, but you don't feel uncomfortable when you fall asleep. Do you want it, or should I take it away?"

"The ironing machine, the sweeping robot, the vacuum cleaner... I bought these too, but they are worthless after seven years of use. You should have a company to help move them? Let's move them together."

"..."

He Chu went through the things in the bedroom one by one. He Chu bought almost all the furnishings, and He Chu said no.

Zhuang Zixuan realized it later, and had a funny thought: Except this house is his own, other things belong to He Chu?

He Chu walked out of the bedroom, stayed outside the study door for a while, and said: "There is nothing in the study, and I have never entered it. If there are any commercial secrets in it... I should have never touched it. Mr. Zhuang can rest assured." .If you doubt me, you can communicate later.”

Zhuang Zixuan subconsciously said, "I didn't suspect you—"

Before finishing this sentence, Zhuangzi Xuanduan's Qi weakened.

He had only considered this possibility a few days ago, but because He Chu really had no room to maneuver, he was ruled out.

Suspecting others is almost already Zhuang Zixuan's instinct.

He Chu doesn't care about this, he should be more cautious when driving a car worth tens of millions and living in a house worth tens of millions.

Next is the bathroom.

He Chu only took away his razor, toothbrush and towel, and said, "These skin care products are all used by you, but I have never used them. I may be too rough and not suitable for you."

Zhuang Zixuan thought of something and said, "The ones I brought are still usable now?"

When Zhuang Zixuan first moved in, he brought some things with him.Toiletries, clothes, etc.But seven years have passed, not to mention the issue of shelf life... Are there so many toiletries?Can't run out?

He Chu didn't speak, just looked at Zhuang Zixuan.

Zhuang Zixuan understood... He Chu bought it.

Even He Chu bought these?

Zhuang Zixuan frowned and said, "You bought these?"

He Chu paused, and said, "I don't know if I can find the certificate."

After a while, he said, "But I didn't want to ask you for money, so let's forget it."

After saying this, He Chu went out, and it was the kitchen's turn.

Zhuang Zixuan looked at He Chu's back, but for some reason he felt a huge burst of anger.

His basic necessities of life were arranged by the secretary, so he thought it was the same when he moved here.

But he forgot that he never asked the secretary to come here, how could the secretary connect with He Chu?

In other words, for the past seven years, He Chu has paid for his expenses.

——Even if he doesn't come here often, he still knows that it's a lot of pressure for an ordinary wage earner.

Is this the way to treat a friend with benefits?

Is this a way to live here for rent money?

For a moment, Zhuang Zixuan was a little confused.

He Chu's suitcase was placed by the door of the bedroom, but the others were over there in the kitchen.

He Chu slightly raised his voice and asked, "Does he cook?"

After asking this question, He Chu paused for a while, and said, "It's okay, you don't live here anyway, you have to throw away everything."

He Chu's tone seemed a bit bewildered. Zhuang Zixuan walked out of the bathroom and saw a bag of salt in He Chu's hand, with a sad expression on his face.

Why, he can do this to a bag of salt, but he is so indifferent to himself?

Zhuang Zixuan paused slightly, and said, "Throw away everything, take what you like."

Still the same, condescending tone.

He Chu shook his head and said, "I only want my own things."

He walked to his suitcase, held the handle, and said, "My things have been packed, and if you don't need the rest, just throw them away."

He is free and easy.

Zhuang Zixuan said: "Doing private things during working hours, is that how you go to work?"

He Chu was stunned for a moment, and said, "A private matter?"

Zhuang Zixuan glanced at the suitcase and said, "Isn't it a private matter to pack and move?"

He Chu: "..."

He Chu finally realized that Zhuang Zixuan was here today to find fault.

He Chu let go of the lever, took a step back a little later, and said helplessly, "Then what do you want?"

Zhuang Zixuan felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why.

And that kind of discomfort became more and more obvious with He Chu's obviously not sincere concession.

Zhuang Zixuan frowned and took a step forward, "What's your attitude?"

He Chu said, "I don't know what my attitude is."

Zhuang Zixuan: "You...!"

He Chu said: "If you want to buy or sell a house, I will do my best to serve you. It is true that I did not think carefully today. I want to help you vacate the house and sell it as soon as possible, so... If you are not satisfied with my service , you can complain, and our company can help you change an intermediary."

Zhuang Zixuan looked at He Chu, He Chu lowered his head slightly when he spoke, not letting Zhuang Zixuan see his expression clearly.

Zhuang Zixuan said: "Don't you want to make money? Don't you want to resign? Why are you so spineless at this time?"

He Chu's heart trembled, and he felt that something was broken and blood flowed out.

In the eyes of the other party, is this kind of person?

He Chu didn't speak.

Zhuang Zixuan said again: "What? I don't want to earn a commission from selling the house? Your leader asked you to take good care of me."

After saying this sentence, He Chu suddenly felt very boring.

He Chu raised his head, with stubborn pain in his eyes: "Mr. Zhuang, have I served you well in the past seven years?"