Xiang Ziwan was busy in the kitchen alone, and two grown men were sitting on the sofa. Zuo Zimo raised his eyebrows, glared rudely at the person opposite who was eating noodles and said: "Let me tell you, what are you planning to do here?
When?" After all, he is also a newlywed. Does this kid still have any self-consciousness?
Su Jingchen said vaguely while sucking the noodles: "Don't be so heartless! I've tried my best to stay in the room these days and not come out to disturb you. If it weren't for being so hungry, I wouldn't bother my sister-in-law."
"What's going on?" Zuo Zimo frowned. He clearly had a home but didn't go back. He stayed in his own place so shamelessly and was willing to be a light bulb. He didn't think he was an eyesore?
Su Jingchen curled his lips, "What else could be the reason? The old man forced me to go back and get married. If I didn't do it, he froze all my bank cards. Now I have a home and I can't return. If you continue to refuse to take me in, I have to go there tonight
Sleeping on the street."
"But I heard that you recently partnered with someone to make investments. Why, the company went bankrupt so quickly?" No matter what, it's not like you don't even have a place to live, right?
"Bah, bah, bah, stop cursing me!"
Su Jingchen glared at the other party dissatisfied, then picked up the noodle bowl in his hand, took a big sip of soup, and then continued: "The company has just been listed, and the prospects are bright. In the future, we may be able to catch up with your Zuo family. But, you
It’s not that I don’t know, the old man wants me to go back and inherit the family business. I have always excused myself by saying that I don’t like running a business. If he knew that I was opening a company with others outside, wouldn’t he be so angry that he would vomit blood and return home?”
Zuo Zimo glanced at him with disdain, "So you directed and performed this desperate drama of being under someone else's roof?"
Su Jingchen curled his lips again, "I want to rely on my own efforts to work in an industry that I am interested in. Besides, if I take over his company, I will have to be controlled by him. I might as well do it myself."
"But if you run away from home, you don't have to come to my house, right?"
Su Jingchen shrugged and said helplessly: "I have no choice. The old man froze all my bank cards, and I invested all my own money in the company. However, he said that his house was being renovated, so he had no choice but to come to you. Brothers
, you can’t be so unkind as to see me living on the street, right?”
Zuo Zimo said coldly and mercilessly: "Then you are being kind by disturbing other people's weddings?"
Su Jingchen: "..."
I was speechless for a moment.
Just as he was about to say something, Xiang Ziyuan came out with food and said: "It's time to eat!"
"Wow, it smells so good!" Su Jingchen immediately stood up from his seat after hearing this.
Zuo Zimo gave him a warning look and said, "Don't you just want to eat noodles?"
Su Jingchen continued to laugh and said: "Don't be so stingy! Mr. Zuo, when I get married one day, I'll invite you to my house to try my wife's craftsmanship. Isn't that okay?"
Zuo Zimo coolly said: "I only eat the food cooked by my wife."
"Young Master Zuo, why didn't I find you so sensational before? Well, my stomach hurts..."
Su Jingchen was halfway through his words when he suddenly held his stomach and screamed. After a while, he screamed even louder: "Ah ah ah, I can't do it anymore!" After saying that, he hurriedly ran towards the toilet.
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"What's wrong with him?"
Xiang Ziyuan had just placed the dishes and chopsticks when she heard a shout and couldn't help but raise her head and ask Zuo Zimo.