Jiang Liwen frowned and looked at the landlord's face with a strange expression. It seemed that the bad feeling in her heart could no longer be hidden: "Grandma Chen, Senior Brother Feng has been renting your house for at least eight or nine years. It's me alone."
We have lived here for five years. Didn’t you say you would always rent it to us? You suddenly asked us to move out. Did something happen? "
The landlord seemed to have something to hide, and put the water glass in his hand back: "Nothing happened, but as you know, my son is studying abroad, and the normal expenses are quite a lot.%&*"; And even if he comes back,
He must not like this old house anymore, so my wife and I discussed selling the house."
After hearing this, Jiang Liwen thought about it and said, "Then Mrs. Chen might as well sell it to us."
"Ah?" the landlord murmured with a sad face: "No, I have already promised someone else that I will sell the house to him. Jiang Liwen seemed to have guessed something, and asked: "Po Chen, is this the one you want to buy?
The person who lives in your house is very rich, and he just called you out for a talk?"
"How do you know!" The landlord looked surprised.
Jiang Liwen slowly clenched her hands on her long legs: "Then he also bought the bar downstairs?"
"Yes." The landlord seemed to be reminiscing, his eyes gleaming with admiration, and he stretched out his hand to make a gesture: "I have never seen such a generous person. He gave me this number as soon as he made a move!"
Jiang Liwen clenched her hands tighter and tighter. She didn't expect that man would force her like this!
In her heart, although Ye Fanli was scary, he had always been a gentleman and would never force others to do anything.
Now it seems that she still thinks of him too upright?
Seeing that her face turned pale, the landlord couldn't help but licked his dry lips and tried to explain: "Ms. Jiang, look, the two houses you rented, let alone the bar. Come on.
Although there are a lot of people drinking, it is too small. After you move out here, you can find a larger room and reopen it. It will also be good for your development."
That's different.
How can it be the same?
Five years.
It's been five years.
This house and that bar are her home.
Perhaps, as the landlord said, this is not a high-end apartment, and the environment of the community is not very good.
However, it is very peaceful here.
Every day you hear dogs barking, old people and children playing together, and at dusk, people do aerobics in the park next to it.
On the corner is their bar.
This bar has left so many memories.
Even if it’s not for myself.i^
Where is Senior Brother Feng?
She knew better than anyone what this meant to him.
His guitar is still in the room, and he likes to hold it and play and sing, as if telling a story.
There are so many things that he cannot say and keep in his heart.
If because of her, he no longer has a place to sing...
Jiang Liwen stood up with a bang, took out all the bank cards, and dragged the landlord's hand: "Mr. Chen, I have five hundred thousand here, which is all my savings. Yes, I don't have that gentleman to give it to me."
You have a lot of money, can I pay it in installments?"
"This..." The landlord shook his head in embarrassment and pushed his bank card back: "Ms. Jiang, you'd better find a house as soon as possible. That's it. I'm leaving first."
Mrs. Chen left in a hurry. Jiang Liwen looked at the still warm teacup on the table, her lips as white as a layer of tissue paper.
The two little guys looked at each other, Jiang Xiaochen winked at Jiang Xiaotian, and hid in the room.
Jiang Xiaotian leaned over and raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"Didn't you hear that my mother-in-law just told us to move?" Jiang Xiaochen tugged at his overalls, with a look of reluctance on his face: "Where are we going from now on?"
Jiang Xiaotian shook his head: "I don't know either."
"Mom looks very unhappy." Jiang Xiaochen bit his finger, raised his head and glanced at Jiang Xiaotian, then lowered his head, and then glanced again.
Jiang Xiaotian's expression turned cold when he saw him: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly."
"The man who was arrested by Granny Chen just now seems to be the uncle who was with Dad." Jiang Xiaochen seemed to have a sudden inspiration, blinking his big eyes: "Tell me, is it what we did last time?
Did you make dad angry, so he asked us to move?" At this point, the little man was already annoyed, and raised his soft little fist: "Damn it! He is too petty. Don't you just want to hit him?
Bird, tell him not to fool around with women in the future, how can he bully us like this! Bad guy, big bad guy! He is not a man at all! He..."
Listening to his words, Jiang Xiaotian's expression on his face became lighter and lighter: "Jiang Xiaochen."
"What?" The little man who was complaining stopped and looked at his brother curiously.
Jiang Xiaotian raised his chin and crossed his arms across his chest: "Let's go talk to that man."
"Hey? Are you negotiating?" Jiang Xiaochen crawled over with a look of great interest, his bright eyes shining.
Jiang Xiaotian's face was full of seriousness: "Yes."
"But how to find him?" Jiang Xiaochen bit his mouth and held his chin in his hands, with a look of distress on his face...
Jiang Xiaotian said nothing and seemed to be thinking about this issue as well.
Time passed bit by bit, and the two little guys were obviously not as lively as before.
But now Jiang Liwen couldn't notice it anymore, all she was thinking about was the house.
The whole day, I didn't write even a word.
Just stared at the computer screen in shock.
When he came back to his senses, Feng Xuan had already returned. He was changing into slippers, his suit was on somewhat unevenly, his tie had been taken off, and his snow-white shirt was slightly open, making him look exhausted.
Feng Aguai wagged his tail and stuck out his big tongue, as if he wanted to eat the bones.
Feng Xuan touched its head and glanced into the room, feeling a little strange.
It seems too quiet at home today.
He smiled and walked inward: "Chenchen, Tiantian, are you quarreling again?"
The two little guys didn't quarrel. They fell asleep with their heads leaning against each other, very close.
When Jiang Liwen heard his voice, she stood up suddenly.
Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." Jiang Liwen laughed, stretched out her hand to take his bag, and wanted to change the topic: "Why are you back so early today?"
Feng Xuan's drinking movement slowed down. He lowered his head and slowly played with the glass in his palm. His hoarse voice revealed heartbreaking exhaustion: "Something happened at home."
When he said this, the loneliness in his eyes almost tightened Jiang Liwen's heart.
In fact, so many times.
It's all Senior Brother Feng who is protecting him.
He never attends drinking parties because he hates flattery and socializing.
He also clearly knows that as long as he appears in public with the title of Young Master of the Feng family, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble and...spurification.
But for his own sake, he accepted the more or less malicious looks from those people with a smile, faced so many media, and said: "Your first physical book is released, how could we not come?"
"Senior brother." For some reason, Jiang Liwen wanted to hug him, but she really did so. She hugged his waist from behind, feeling his heart that was in desperate need of warmth, his pain, his forbearance, his
Too many are not recognized.
Back then, he hugged her like this too.
He pulled her out of the abyss of pain, brought her to this house, and gave her a home.
Now, it's time to return this hug.
She even wanted to tell him, brother, don't cry, it's not worth it to be persistent for someone who doesn't love you...
Feng Xuan smiled, reached out and rubbed her head, still with a doting look: "Hey, Wenwen, are you being coquettish? If you continue like this, I will misunderstand you."
The sun shines in, and the smile is so clean that it stings other people's eyes.
Downstairs, through the window, you can clearly see the two people embracing each other sweetly in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window.
The atmosphere was a little cold, like falling into an ice cellar.
The landlord Chen Po looked at the man's stopped steps and called out uneasily: "Mr. Ye?"
Ye Fanli gave a faint hum, and those two eyes that were a hundred times colder and harsher than swords were fixed on the floor-to-ceiling window, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although he laughed to himself, Granny Chen felt even more terrifying, like a hunter with a gun intending to tear his prey into pieces, which actually gave him a creepy feeling of horror!
Then he looked away, turned around, and walked back.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Mrs. Chen's forehead: "Mr. Ye, are you not going in to see the house?"
"I won't go." Ye Fanli took a puff of cigarette, as if this was the only way to suppress something. His smoking posture was very elegant, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were separated by the smoke, making it difficult to see the emotions inside, which was almost cold.
Cruel words flowed out slowly like arctic glaciers: "Let them move away, the sooner the better!"
"Yes, yes, I will urge them again tomorrow." Mrs. Chen kept responding.
Walking to the car, Ye Fanli looked at the assistant beside him.
The assistant immediately took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Chen with a professional smile on his face: "This five hundred thousand is a deposit to pay you. Make an appointment tomorrow. You can bring the real estate certificate with you. We will
Sign the contract."
Mrs. Chen immediately agreed. She had never seen anyone so generous and willing to buy a house. This community is already very old. It is not like in a big city in B City. There are many second-hand houses that everyone is rushing to buy.
Selling it for millions of dollars is simply pie in the sky!
Snapped!
The car door closed, and Ye Fanli stretched out his hand to pull off his tie. The car drove very fast, so fast that it made people feel deeply uneasy...
That night.
The streets are busy with traffic, and towering buildings are lined up in rows. The lights in some rooms are still on, and there is a strong smell of overtime.
"Ye's Group Branch"
Jiang Liwen looked up at the building's sign, clenched her arms, and stepped in as if she had made up her mind...