If you stay in the operating room for a long time, you will ignore the flow of time.
After a difficult operation, it was getting late.
Zhao Yuan remembered that he wanted to see a new house and quickly took a taxi to attend the appointment.
Wen Yun was waiting for Zhao Yuan at the gate of the community, with frost on his face.
Zhao Yuan got out of the car and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."
Wen Yun raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I don't care. The main thing is to make an appointment with the person in charge of the decoration company to see if you have any opinions. The other person has been waiting for you for more than an hour, and he was really impatient and found an excuse to leave."
Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "How can I have any opinion?"
Wen Yun sighed, "You are really the young master's destiny. Apart from being dedicated to his work, he doesn't care about anything else. If Xu Yuan marries you, he will definitely regret it."
Zhao Yuan urged Wen Yun, "Hurry up and lead the way."
Compared with the previous time, Wen Yun changed his attire at this moment and looked very eye-catching.
The shirt on the upper body is well cut and can show off the curve of the waist well.
Black linen pants, wrapped in slender legs, parted short hair, and delicate light makeup that suits her temperament, make her temperament fresh and capable, and she has the style of a royal sister.
Zhao Yuan followed Wen Yun to a house, looked at the room number, and was a little surprised, "Did you go to the wrong room?"
Wen Yun smiled faintly at Zhao Yuan, "This is my home!"
Zhao Yuan suddenly realized, "You also bought a set with Catherine?"
Wen Yun nodded, "The price Catherine and I bought was double the price of your house. However, I am responsible for handling all of her husband's assets in the country, and the commission is used to pay the down payment."
This house is slightly smaller than Zhao Yuan's house.
Even at double the price, it's well worth it.
Zhao Yuan walked around the house and said with emotion: "The decoration is very careful and very warm."
A smile appeared on Wen Yun's lips, "I don't have a big budget, so I can only budget carefully. In two years, when my job becomes more stable, I will take my parents over to live in it, and then I will renovate it."
Zhao Yuan praised, "There is a plan and very high execution ability. This is worth learning from me."
Wen Yun took Zhao Yuan away and then walked towards Zhao Yuan's house.
As soon as I entered the elevator, there was a sudden snap.
The light disappeared and the vision became pitch black.
Wen Yun was startled and screamed, instinctively leaning towards Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan quickly put his arms around Wen Yun's shoulders, and his arms touched the softest part of the woman's body.
Zhao Yuanchang reached out, took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen, and turned on the flashlight mode. There was more light in the small space, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
"The decoration workers complained to me a few days ago that the elevators in this building often break down. I didn't expect that we would encounter them." Wen Yun's tone was full of anxiety.
Although neither of them had cabin fever, they would inevitably have random thoughts in a small space with no lights.
"We won't die here, right?"
"It's not that exaggerated. Just find someone to repair the elevator."
"Well, there's a scene in movies where a man and a woman are trapped in an elevator, and their relationship deepens."
"What are you implying?"
"I didn't! Don't think so wildly. You're not my type, and I'm not interested in you."
Zhao Yuan burst into laughter, groped on the wall for a while, and finally found the emergency button and pressed it. After a while, there was movement.
"Hey, do you need any help?"
"The elevator we are riding in breaks down. Can you arrange for someone to come to the rescue?"
"Ah? Sir, which building are you in at the moment? Please don't be nervous. We will arrange for people to come to the rescue immediately."
Zhao Yuan told the other party about the building.
The other party asked Zhao Yuan to wait calmly, then hung up the phone, and the elevator fell into silence again.
Finally there was movement outside.
"Is anyone in there?"
"There's someone!" Wen Yun quickly called for help.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine in a moment."
After a while, the lights in the elevator came on.
The elevator door opened and the maintenance staff stood at the door.
"Sorry, the circuit in the machine room is broken, causing the elevator to be out of service."
"Then you should check carefully. Nothing happened this time. Otherwise, you will definitely be held accountable." Wen Yun regained his composure and became a sharp-tongued elite lawyer again.
Zhao Yuan glanced at Wen Yun. Although it looked like nothing, the makeup at the corners of his eyes was a little smudged. He must have been frightened and shed tears.
After some twists and turns, the two finally arrived at their destination.
The renovation progress is nearing completion.
The furniture has already been brought in, and I asked my aunt to clean it. I am just waiting to buy the appliances before I can move in.
Zhao Yuan was more like a guest, listening to Wen Yun introduce the decoration ideas.
"I considered it over and over again in the study, and finally selected this wooden table produced in the small town of Bethel. It looks simple and unobtrusive."
Zhao Yuan continued walking inside and came to the master bedroom.
Zhao Yuan was very satisfied with the design inside.
The color matching and materials are of high quality, especially the balcony on the other side of the sliding door. There is a lounge chair and a miniature bookcase. If you are extremely tired, you can lie down and take a nap.
Zhao Yuan found that the painting on the right wall was a little skewed.
Wen Yun seemed to be more alert and quickly walked over to try to adjust.
The position of the painting was a bit high. She gently raised her hand, and the hem of her shirt lifted up along with her arms, revealing her slender waist without any fat.
The complexion is very white and the skin is very firm.
Wen Yun is only 27 years old this year. He has worked hard in Baiyun for several years, has a stable job, and now has his own house.
If I don’t have a boyfriend, it’s not that no one is chasing me, it’s just that I haven’t found one with the right conditions.
Wen Yun feels that she will not become a leftover woman and will marry off before she is thirty.
She knows that age is particularly cruel to women, so she never hesitates to invest in retaining youth. Even when she is busy, she will ensure skin care and fitness.
Wen Yun is a tennis expert, so her body is not the kind of frail body that is controlled through diet. It would be more appropriate to describe it as well-proportioned and toned.
Wen Yun worked for a long time to straighten the hanging painting. Zhao Yuan walked over, took off the hanging painting, and shook his head, "The nails that fixed it are crooked, and they will never hang properly. They have to be nailed again."
Wen Yun said angrily, "These decorators are so cunning. If they don't pay attention, they will fool people in the details."
Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "It's not a big deal."
After finishing speaking, he went to the living room, took out the tool box from the drawer, and knocked on the wall.
After a while, he hung up the painting again.
After adjustments, the painting was quickly straightened.
Wen Yun said unexpectedly, "I didn't expect you to be able to do some work."
Zhao Yuan said with a smile, "Change the light bulb, repair the water pipes, install simple furniture, no problem."
Wen Yun glanced at his palms, which were covered with mud, and walked towards the master bedroom bathroom.
She tried the sink faucet and found there was no water.
Then, walk towards the shower room and try to turn on the shower head.
As soon as she pressed the switch, there was a loud bang, and water spurted out towards her head and face...
Zhao Yuan thought something had happened and hurried over, and then he saw Wen Yun who looked like he had been hit by a storm.
She was soaked...
The white shirt sticks to the skin, and there is light pink underwear underneath.
Classic style, the model is not small, at least c.
When Wen Yun saw Zhao Yuan seeing his embarrassed side, he wanted to cry but had no tears.
First he was trapped in the elevator, and now he is wet again...
What an unlucky day!
Wen Yun raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan did not stand at the door.
The phone happened to ring just now, and he was standing on the balcony, holding his cell phone, with a serious look on his face.
