On Friday night, Zhang Xi'er received a call, saying that his luggage was found and he could please go to the airport to pick it up. Zhang Xi'er still had to go to work, so he wanted him to pick it up by himself. Then he remembered that he didn't have his phone number, so he had to agree to get off work.

I went to pick it up later. Fortunately, the airport didn't get off work at 6 o'clock.

There weren't many things, just a big suitcase and a carry-on bag. The staff kept nodding and bowing, as if it was such an important thing. I couldn't stand it.

Although Zhang Xier took a taxi home, the airport was far away from where he lived after all. It was almost 9 o'clock when he got home. When he saw the lights on at home, he suddenly felt warm in his heart. Although no one was waiting for him, he thought that he was not alone.

I still feel more at ease.

For more than two years, she has been working hard outside. She has moved several times, suffered from gastrointestinal colds, stolen wallets, short-circuited wires, cut off the heating, and encountered an exhibitionist. For so long, she has managed so many things by herself.

I came down and called home, always reporting good news but not bad news, for fear that my mother would be worried.

Then she saw the light in the living room at home, through the curtains, not so bright, but a little more warm and peaceful, which made her feel a little happy.

She would never show this tenderness and sentimentality. In this society, if you want to struggle and succeed, then you must be strong, no matter how strong you are, and treat yourself as a man. You don’t need to be sentimental, you just need to

Your ability to resist frustration.

As soon as he reached the door of his house and was taking out the keys, the door was forcefully opened from the inside. When Zhang Xier raised his head, he met Ouyang Xun's dark eyes, filled with indescribable annoyance and gaze.

Why, you are only allowed to come back in the middle of the night, smoking and drinking, but you are not allowed to come back late once? You are only allowed to eat ready-made food every night, and I am not allowed to skip a day of cooking? Is it disgusting? Whatever! I really don’t owe you anything!

Ouyang Xun frowned slightly and said, "Come in quickly." He said in a low voice, opened the door wide, and lowered his head to hide the worry in his eyes.

"Carry your own luggage!" Zhang Xier threw his carry-on bag on the big suitcase with a bang and shouted, "I'm so damn unlucky! I deserve this!"

"Okay, I've found your things. Please move it out, young master!" Zhang Xier shouted the last sentence and slammed the door of his room.

Ouyang Xun still kept opening the door and stared at the two expensive luggage quietly in the corridor.

Zhang Xier threw her bag on the ground, kicked off her shoes, and lay on the bed, covering her head with the quilt, not wanting anyone to know her emotions.

I live in a house I rent for free and have to cook for two people every day. I have to look at him when I go to pick up his luggage. I don’t even know what he is doing and how to contact him! What is this?! He is from a noble family.

The uncle is very impressive. He was born to be a maid, but he still has to look at his face when serving him?!

It took a long time to hear the sound of the door closing, very softly. His movements were always very steady, as if everything was under his control. Under his arrangement, the whole world would revolve around him, and the whole world would revolve around him.

Bow to him.

After a while, Zhang Xier heard his footsteps stop at the door of the house. After a long time, there was no knock on the door, so he simply ignored it, changed into pajamas, and got ready to go to bed.

Just like what was said in the movie "Gone with the Wind", anyway, tomorrow is another day. No matter what, tomorrow will be a brand new day.

Zhang Xier woke up at around eight o'clock on Saturday, washed her face and brushed her teeth, put on a coat over her pajamas, and went to the market. She bought a lot of mangoes, papayas, milk, bananas, water chestnuts, mushrooms, etc., and went home loudly.

Put it on the pot table, go inside and take off your coat.

Now that the words have been spoken, not to mention that his luggage has been found, they are two completely unrelated people. She feels aggrieved, and I believe Ouyang Xun also feels aggrieved.

Not to mention anything else, just look at the two luggage bags from yesterday. Each of them is enough for her several months' salary. With such a standard of living, she probably has never lived in such a shabby house. It's really hard for him to come here.

It’s so radiant!

She turned on the faucet and washed the fruit. No matter what he was doing or whether she disturbed others, wasn't this her own home? She dragged her into the house loudly with her slippers on, put the fruit on the table, and started playing on the computer.

I watched a movie first, Kateandle Opold, and Zhang Xier was so obsessed with the male protagonist. He was a gentleman and considerate, knowledgeable and gentle, strong and powerful, smart and brave, and versatile. He knew that he was not that good, but he still hoped to have one.

Such a prince charming appears!

Although the person riding the white horse is not necessarily the prince, it may also be Tang Monk.

Then we continued with the endless sims, following the old rules. We first set up a version of ourselves. This time we chose more revealing clothes for ourselves. The male protagonist is hughjackman. I think I got a little cold from being so angry with such a plague in the past two days, and I kept sneezing.

, the snot also came out to join in the fun. In the game, the child blew a bunch of snot paper before going to school, and the nose was red and blocked.

The sound of Ouyang Xun changing clothes in a hurry was heard outside, and he opened the door and went out.

Zhang Xi'er suddenly felt a little happy. It seemed that there were times when he couldn't stand it. If he had known this, he should have just taken a hot bath and gone for a walk in his pajamas.

The child is so beautiful. Good genes mean he is really good! Somehow, I suddenly thought of Ouyang Xun’s face, which is actually a pretty good-looking face.

Zhang Xier is from the Height Association, and Ouyang Xun fully meets the requirements. I believe that the Appearance Association will not make it difficult for him. That kind of natural aristocratic air is really not something you can just learn.

But I don't know why, he is so annoying, everything makes people feel annoyed, Zhang Xi'er just gets annoyed just thinking about him. It seems that his existence is to prove her lowliness and mediocrity.

When the child finally went to school, Ouyang Xun came back.

The door opened and the footsteps of two people were heard.

"She's in the back room." Along with Ouyang Xun's voice, there was a knock on the door of the room. Zhang Xier opened the door and saw a man about forty years old, wearing a gray suit, dark blue tie, white shirt, and holding

I carried a small suitcase.

"Hello, I am Ouyang Xun's personal doctor." The man's voice was gentle and his smile was professional and gentle.

Zhang Xi'er was stunned and turned her head, just in time to see Ouyang Xun's black coat. For some reason, she suddenly lost the courage to look at his face and eyes.

"Hurry up and get well, don't infect me." Zhang Xi'er watched blankly as Ouyang Xun's black clothes disappeared from the door, and the last black bit of his clothes disappeared at the door.

Don't infect him. Will it delay his making money? He won't be able to drink so much, smoke so much, stay up so late, or speak so much Chinese.

The doctor was very professional. He did some simple examinations, asked a few questions, prescribed a week's worth of medicine to Zhang Xier, and told her to rest more and keep warm.

Zhang Xier did indeed catch a cold, and it had lasted for a week, and it was likely that it would last another month.

Ouyang Xun's business didn't seem to be that good. He could come back before seven o'clock every day, but after returning home, he was basically on the phone before 12 o'clock, and then stayed in front of the computer until midnight.

Because Zhang Xi'er had a cold, her head was confused and her work efficiency was low. She had to work longer every day to complete the day's work. After she got home, she was basically in a coma.

The U.S. side suddenly said that they would arrange a training session at the U.S. headquarters soon. The branch where Zhang Xier worked had a lot more work on products, plans, and itineraries.

Zhang Xier worked in a daze until about nine o'clock. He walked to the bus stop in a daze and waited for more than half an hour before he remembered that the last bus had already collected. He had to take a taxi home. I don't know how many times I took a taxi.

Is it enough to pay the rent?

There was a limited-edition laptop that no one could buy even if she had the money, and it was difficult to pay for the rent. The current amount on her hand was not large to begin with, so her money became even tighter. She hoped that she would go on a business trip recently.

Although the subsidy is not much, it is still an income.

The advantage of having random thoughts is that time flies by so fast. Before Zhang Xier could think of a good countermeasure, he was already downstairs at home.

After getting off the car, Zhang Xier subconsciously looked at the window with the lights on. Somehow, although she hated him, she still felt warm in her heart.

When I opened the door, I heard Ouyang Xun calling in a voice that could freeze someone to death, "...do not try to change my mind! You know theresult!"

Okay, he started to learn English again, it’s time for VoA! Zhang Xier’s entire college career has not been as good as the language environment these days.

Zhang Xi'er didn't turn on the lights in her room, but just put down her bag under the light of the living room, when she felt the lights in the room dim.

Looking back at the door, I happened to see Ouyang Xun standing at the door. Because of the backlight, I couldn't see his expression. I could only hear him saying, "Have you eaten?"

"No." Zhang Xier's head was in a short-circuit state and he answered instinctively.

"Come out to eat." The light returned to the room as before.

Zhang Xier was like a walking zombie, completely in a state of obeying orders. He walked directly to the living room and sat on the sofa. Ouyang Xun's luggage was still the same, with a total of two boxes and one bag. There were only neat documents on the side of the table, with

The mobile phone is as if you have just gone on a business trip somewhere and can leave at any time.

"Take off your coat." He frowned slightly, and his thick black eyebrows were slightly raised. The light came down from above, making his bird's nest even more deep and beautiful. His eyes were hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen.

Zhang Xier took off his coat, still expressionless, and sat there dumbly. He watched Ouyang Xun place boxes of takeaways on the table. There were about five or six items. The packaging looked like boxes from a five-star hotel.

"Eat quickly, and then take the medicine." Ouyang Xun still said in a calm tone, placing the rice and chopsticks in front of Zhang Xi'er.

Haha, it turns out that taking medicine will prevent him from getting sick, and if he doesn't get sick, he won't be infected. Thinking of this, Zhang Xier suddenly smiled. At first, the corners of his mouth were just slightly raised, but then his whole body shook a little,

He picked up the lunch box and started eating in big gulps. He ate nothing else but the box of vegetables in front of him.

I can't afford your expensive dishes, but I can't afford to dislike me for eating every dish and infecting you.

There was no taste at all. I was just eating mechanically, taking big mouthfuls and working hard. "I've finished eating. Is there anything else you can do?"

Ouyang Xun didn't speak, just turned his head to look at her. He didn't take a bite of the rice in his bowl, and his chopsticks were still clean. There was a deep light in his eyes. Zhang Xi'er couldn't understand what it meant, and didn't want to understand it.

What means.

"I know I've been disturbed these days. If there's anything I can do to make up for it, I hope you can just tell me." He paused for a moment before speaking, and he spoke very smoothly. He probably had already thought of it. Zhang Xi'er just hated him.

This attitude of having everything under control.

"I said I want a house and a car, can you give it to me?" Zhang Xi'er said this subconsciously, so aggressively that she didn't know she could have such good energy despite having a cold these past few days.
Chapter completed!