The small suite is only about 30 square meters. The old decoration makes it look a bit rundown. Apart from a single bed and a small square table, there is no room for anything else.
However, it is not all shortcomings. At least, the rent is very low, and the landlord is kind. Even if he occasionally defaults on rent for a few days, he will not come to pursue you.
Qianxun dragged his tired body and returned home. It was already midnight.
Opening the door, she slowly moved in. Before she turned on the light, a strange feeling hit her. Her battered body froze in the distance, remaining motionless in that position.
Soon, she recognized the man sitting in the dark against the light.
The tense nerves slowly relaxed, and the defenses were removed, and the body felt uncomfortable as if it was about to fall apart.
She weakly turned on the light, "Senior Brother, why are you here? You didn't even turn on the light, it's so scary." She knew clearly that she was timid and couldn't help it, but she still acted mysteriously, letting herself in uninvited and hiding in the room.
Wait for her to come back in the dark.
Sitting on the small sofa next to the bed was an extremely handsome and elegant man.
Wearing a well-fitting casual suit, his flawless appearance, and the gentle smile hanging on his lips, he looked gentle and harmless, and could break any woman's heart.
Although being in a shabby room is incompatible with his noble temperament, it does not detract from his elegance.
His hands, as slender as an artist's, were resting lazily aside. He curled his lips and smiled, carefully looking at Qianxun, whom he hadn't seen for months.
When he saw the torn corners of her clothes, the bruised wrists, and the uncovered bruises on her calves, a sharp light flashed in her bottomless black eyes, as sharp as a knife.
"Xiao Qian, is this the life you insist on wanting? Sleeping in a broken house, going out early and coming back late in order to earn the money you need to live on, staying up late at night without being able to rest, and being able to show your face to anyone, forever.
Someone is looking for trouble." His smile was gentle, his eyes were gentle, and even his tone of voice, habitual little movements, and the masculine aura emanating from him were gentle and non-aggressive.
Qianxun's nerves tensed up unconsciously, and he pressed his body against the wall, leaning back instinctively, squeezing and squeezing, wishing he could escape as if he were walking through a big hole.
Naturally, I would not dare to refute.
When the senior brother pretends to have a long conversation, it is best not to take the risk of irritating him, otherwise...
She shuddered to stop herself from thinking more.
In short, senior brother should not offend anyone. Whatever he says is correct, and he should raise his hands and feet to support him no matter what he wants. She has only disobeyed him twice in her growth. One is to refuse.
Marry him, and secondly, insist on leaving home and living alone.
She was already frightened out of her wits, how could she dare to show off her fast talk for a while.
The mellow voice was so pleasant. Even if he was lecturing her, he always seemed so gentle and kind, "Xiaoqian, why do you torture yourself like this? It's up to you to choose whether to marry your senior brother or not. No one can
Forcing you, including senior brother, I have long said that you do not need to regard this matter as a burden. Without the old engagement, you are still my most beloved junior sister, do you understand?"