Chanel thought of Xiao Ai's eyes just now, which changed from friendly at first to alienated...
Most people can accept you when you are down, but they cannot accept you when you are favored.
Chanel understands this truth, but she really is not favored!
Chanel didn't let herself think too much, stood at the entrance and looked at her new home:
All kinds of furniture and furnishings are mainly pink, the colors are jumping and bright, and all kinds of curtains and window screens are made of lace, full of princess style.
On the coffee table, a set of pastoral-style tea sets is placed. The black tea has been brewed and the aroma is lingering.
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To be honest, this villa is elegant but not luxurious, and it is completely incomparable with Su Zhai.
For Su Shijie, it was a very ordinary villa, too ordinary to suit his status!
It should be a temporary new residence found for her, but it is very good. Is Chanel still thinking about where she wants to live in the future?
She couldn't afford the room in that hotel.
But didn’t Su Shijie say that she would have to make her own money for food and clothing in the future?
What does it mean to provide her with accommodation now?
Su Shijie walked to the sofa and put a bunch of keys on the coffee table.
Shanel understood that this key was left to her...
Su Shijie poured himself tea, sat there with his legs crossed, and drank by himself.
"Why are you still standing there?" Su Shijie looked at Chanel with a slight mockery, as if he had a problem with her standing at the door, "Close the door."
Chanel bit her lip, closed the door, walked in, and sat on a sofa far away from Su Shijie.
"There is a servant, Xiao Zhang. She takes care of three meals a day, including the hygiene here. If you want to go out, call the driver."
With that said, Su Shijie took out a card and threw it on the table.
Chanel bit her lip and whispered: "Su Shijie, I don't want to be your mistress."
She hated the way he talked to her, like a client talking to a prostitute.
"It's impossible for me to be your mistress." She raised her face and spoke firmly.
Su Shijie's brown pupils were filled with fire.
"So, I don't need you to provide me with accommodation and three meals a day, and I don't need you to support me."
Bang!
The tea cup hit the table hard and the tea spilled out.
Su Shijie angrily pulled out a few tissues and wiped the back of his hands, staring at her coldly: "Lover? Keeper?"
"I can do whatever you want me to do, but I can't do this." Chanel argued with reason.
"You didn't look in the mirror? Or do you still like to be sentimental?" Su Shijie blocked her back with a harsher voice, "How can a woman like you even think you are qualified to be my mistress? Who do you think I am, Su Shijie, who can come with any woman?"
No one will refuse!?"
If it’s not a mistress, then what is it now?
He threw her into a small villa area like this.
"You are one of the servants I hired to take care of my house. You have to work here. Do you think you can do nothing and be the hostess here?"
Su Shijie turned away and said angrily.
He obviously couldn't bear to have her living on the streets. With the little salary she earned from handing out leaflets, she couldn't even have a full meal.
Where can she live?
She couldn't afford to stay in the hotel. The small hotel was messy and dangerous. She, a beautiful girl, might be in danger at any time.
But damn, it's not his turn to worry about any of this.
Now he was being criticized by her, and his actions seemed stupid and redundant.
What's even more stupid is that he can't bear to tell her to get out and sleep on the street now.