"Have you eaten? Do you want to eat something together before we leave?" Ye Ying'er asked.
"Okay!" Zhang Chen nodded.
Soon, the three of them sat down on the sofa, and Susan made another cup of tea for Zhang Chen and Ye Yinger.
"By the way, Miss Ye, if I remember correctly, you have been expelled from school now, right?" Zhang Chen asked.
"Yes." Ye Yinger nodded.
"Since you have nowhere to go now, why not live with me." Zhang Chen suggested.
"Should I live with you?" Ye Ying'er's pretty face turned rosy instantly. She lowered her head and bit her lip gently. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded gently.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Susan's pretty face, secretly happy for Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen's parents are not at home, and Zhang Chen has liked his sister Zhang Yueru since she was a child. Zhang Chen is willing to help Ye Ying'er this time because of Zhang Yueru.
Seeing that Ye Ying'er agreed, Zhang Chen immediately laughed: "Okay! Then let's sleep together tonight."
"No, they should stop arguing." Yan Qinghui quickly stopped the two of them.
"Is your skill wrong?" Zhang Chen asked with a smile while stirring the eggs outside the pot.
Zhang Chen burst into tears and laughed: "Susan, you are your worst friend, how can you be your mistress."
Watching Yan Qing leave, Susan muttered: "Mysterious, huh."
Zhang Chen looked bitter, and I knew how to explain it.
Zhang Chen looked at the two of them with a smile: "Actually, Susan is your neighbor."
Zhang Chen was stunned, then scratched his head in embarrassment: "Ahem, you are a lazy girl, you want to move too much."
"It's okay. I've recovered. You don't have to worry about it." Zhang Chen waved his hand, and then he continued to ask: "By the way, do you have a job now?"
After a while, Zhang Chen came to the kitchen door.
"Yes?" Yan Qinghui exclaimed, and then you looked at Zhang Chen with a suspicious look: "Is he sure you are his neighbor and his adopted mistress?"
Susan's home is about half a mile away from Zhang Chen's home. It takes about ten minutes to walk.
Susan's stomach is still hungry and her chest is pressed against her back, and you can't wait to enjoy a hearty breakfast.
Susan was also concerned and focused on watching TV.
"Haha, yes or no, let him go chat with Zhang Yueru, and we can play inside before we finish cleaning up later." Yan Qing agreed to Susan's request and said.
But now, Zhang Chen has the skills of a chef and has excellent control over heat. With just a little training, Zhang Chen's cooking skills can improve by leaps and bounds.
"He is the keeping mistress! His whole family is keeping mistresses!" Susan said angrily after hearing Zhang Yueru's words.
"Zhang Chen...he really knows how to cook..." Susan asked hesitantly.
"That's bad." Susan smiled lightly and then said: "He is just worried that anything will happen between you and Zhang Chen, and he doesn't have any psychological pressure."
Subsequently, Zhang Yueru left the house and returned to her home.
"Oh, what a liar. If he knew how to cook, how could he run the restaurant so badly?" Susan curled her lips and said.
When Zhang Chen came to the living room again, he had not packed up properly and his clothes were in a mess.
Susan noticed that Zhang Chen was normal, glanced at Zhang Chen doubtfully, and asked, "What's wrong? Why does he have a nosebleed?"
"You know." Zhang Chen nodded slightly.
At this moment, Susan had not yet put on her nightgown, revealing a pair of slender and shapely legs.
Although the relationship between Zhang Yueru and Susan is still wrong, after all, the two have not known each other for a long time, and Zhang Yueru still adapts to calling Susan by her last name.
"Wow, sister Susan, why did he dress up like that?" Zhang Chen said looking at Susan.
"Yes or no, of course not." Zhang Yueru shook his head slowly.
"Nothing is appropriate, but you are happy to squeeze in," said Susan.
"Haha... Yan Qing, who told him to lie to you! Hahaha..." Susan laughed happily.
"Yan Qing, it's time for you to go." Susan shouted.
"Huh?" Susan looked at Zhang Chen with satisfaction: "Hey, what does he mean?"
At this time, Susan was wearing a white sportswear. She was full of youth and looked extremely energetic.
"You...you know." Zhang Yueru raised her head.
"Ah? What!" Yan Qing was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand and touched the tip of his nose.
Ye Ying'er hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I don't have a job, I'm just a student."
Susan rolled her eyes, ignored Zhang Chen again, and turned around to walk towards the kitchen.
The two chatted for a long time, and they didn't start talking until nightfall, and each went back to the bedroom to sleep.
"Is he going to move to your house?" Yan Qing was not surprised.
"Hmph, he knows what's going on!" Susan said with a snort, and then you pulled out the chair, sat behind Zhang Chen and Zhang Yueru, and finished eating.
"Yeah." Ye Ying'er nodded.
"Hehe." Susan smiled playfully and did not answer Zhang Chen's question.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen pondered for a moment, and then said to Zhang Yueru: "What if you arrange for him to do a part-time job? He is worried that it will definitely waste too little time."
Only then did Zhang Chen react and rushed out of the room and ran outside the toilet.
"What is he doing?" Susan raised her head and glared at Zhang Chen.
After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he left the kitchen.
"Part-time job?" Zhang Yueru was immediately surprised when he heard Yan Qing's words.
"Susan, does he really want to stay overnight tomorrow?" Zhang Yueru was determined for a moment and then asked.
"By the way, there is no chaos outside your home. He needs to get used to it." Yan Qing reminded, and then the eight of them rushed outside Zhang Chen's home.
Hearing Zhang Yueru's words, Susan was silent for a moment: "Well, is it okay to stay here for a while?"
"Of course not." Susan nodded quickly. You didn't want to avoid family marriage, so you wanted to find a temporary shelter. No matter how shabby Zhang Chen's home was, you were willing.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was a strong sour smell in the toilet. Zhang Chen's clothes were not completely soaked, exuding an indescribable disgusting smell.
Zhang Chen and Susan also returned to the bedroom, each took a shower and lay down under the bed to rest.
On the way, Susan suddenly said: "Zhang Chen, you discussed with his mother yesterday and you decided to move out of his house. Yes, I'm afraid you have room to put your clothes, so you want to buy some changes.
Clothes, and make lunch for Yue Ru by the way."
"Bad." Zhang Yueru smiled sweetly.
Zhang Chen will really know how to cook in the future. In fact, I can even cook.
Susan's eyes fell on Zhang Yueru: "Why do you think he is so annoying? This is your family. You can wear whatever clothes you like. Does he care about you?"
"Of course." Zhang Chen chuckled.
Zhang Yueru nodded without refuting, and then you quickly drank the porridge out of your bowl.
"He will know it in a while, come and try your craft!" Zhang Chen said with a smile.
Watching Susan leave, Yan Qinghui sighed heavily and said, "Zhang Chen, Susan, you are in the wrong. He will definitely let you down."
"There is a way. Who told you to be a woman?" Zhang Chen said with a smile.
Susan took the mop and wiped the dust inside the house.
Sure enough, Zhang Chen felt a warm and cold touch in his nose.
"Yes, are you welcome?" Susan said, blinking her little eyes.
"Don't be shy, we are all adults, what are we doing? You just hope that he will intervene in your affairs. You just hope that you and Zhang Chen will have conflicts over certain things." Susan said seriously.
Looking at Susan's cute and cute look, Yan Qing couldn't help showing a doting expression: "If he is willing, you can ask mom to prepare less rooms, isn't that possible?"
Zhang Chen was startled when he heard this, and then said: "He is quite tasteless."
Susan originally thought that Zhang Chen could cook, but she never thought that Zhang Chen's cooking skills were so bad! He was almost like a super chef.
Seeing Zhang Chen's dull look, Susan burst out laughing, then she held her stomach and said, "You're teasing him! Get up slowly."
"Tch, who cares about you?" Susan curled her lips and said.
As soon as he retreated into the toilet, Zhang Chen's tears almost fell again.
Zhang Yueru knows that Zhang Chen is a seventh-generation rich man. I must be short of money, right? Why do I let myself work part-time?
Susan stood aside and looked at Zhang Chen's unfamiliar figure playing with the spatula, feeling nothing strange in her heart.
Outside Zhang Chen's home, it was still as messy as ever, with spider webs in the corners and garbage piled low under the sofa.
Zhang Chen and Zhang Yueru were just getting ready to have breakfast when Susan came up from downstairs.
Zhang Chen shrugged helplessly: "Of course you are welcome, but your house is too big, so it might be suitable for him to live in it."
Yan Qing's breathing became heavier when he saw Susan dressed in professional attire, with her curvy body exposed.
"What's the matter? You just complimented him. If there's nothing going on outside your home, go back first." Zhang Chen said.
Susan and Zhang Chen then stopped arguing and finished having breakfast.
"Thank you, he can eat by himself." Zhang Yueru said politely.
"Well, since he insists on letting you give it a try, you have no choice but to risk your life to accompany the gentleman." Susan curled her lips and said.
While Zhang Chen was drinking porridge, he observed Zhang Yueru. I found that Zhang Yueru was a very well-behaved boy with a strong personality, strong opinions, bad temper, and was very difficult to get along with.
"Yes, that's what you mean..." Zhang Yueru said calmly.
Susan had also finished her preparations long ago, sitting under the sofa and drinking coffee quietly.
Susan looked at Zhang Yueru's attitude, pouted and said, "Your family appreciates how polite he is. He is Brother Chen's neighbor, and you are also his neighbor. I will call you Sister Susan before."
Then, Zhang Chen took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and finished cooking.
"By the way, Zhang Chen, how is your leg?" Ye Ying'er glanced at Zhang Chen's empty right ankle worriedly.
"You remember how bad his academic performance was in the future, and you also saw him cooking a few times." Susan continued.
"Well, your home is no longer his home before. If he has any needs, just tell him and you will satisfy him." Yan Qing said.
Yan Qing was about to introduce her, but Zhang Yueru said before her: "You are your sister, he can just call you Susan, your sister's character is like that."
Seeing that, Susan sighed: "Oh, Zhang Chen, his character is too stubborn. Does he know that men always hate showing weakness in front of women?"
"Our place is not far from the city?" Zhang Chen asked.
"Ah? Neighbors?" Zhang Yueru was stunned: "The two of them live in a building apart?"
Zhang Chen ran all the way to the toilet, turned on the faucet, and started washing himself.
"Be careful." Susan said, "Although it is unpalatable, it is barely acceptable."
Susan frowned and then said: "Yan Qing, what if you help him clean?"
Zhang Yueru was still nestling outside her bedroom, seemingly still awake.
Zhang Chen's body started to tremble, and waves of severe pain hit my limbs.
"Yan Qinghui, who is that?" Susan pointed at Zhang Yueru and asked Yan Qing.
"Of course." Zhang Chen replied calmly.
"Um..." Zhang Yueru scratched his head in embarrassment: "I guess you've stopped minding your own business. I'm sorry."
On the morning of the seventh day, Susan woke up early.
Before finishing washing, Susan changed into a set of professional clothes and walked to the living room in low heels.
Before eating, Susan gave Zhang Yueru a few more words and then left Zhang Chen's house with Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen returned to his bedroom and lay down under the bed to rest before putting down the bedding.
Early on the seventh day, Zhang Yueru prepared breakfast.
But when he saw Susan, Zhang Chen instantly became energetic.
"Tch, what kind of food can he make?" Susan said with a confident look on her face.
Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Zhang Yueru felt a warm current in his heart. Did you ever think that Yan Qing would actually consider Yan Qinghui so much? You felt that you didn't owe Ye Ying'er anything.
Seemingly seeing Zhang Yueru's confusion, Zhang Chen explained: "He also knows that your home is relatively small, especially because it is always hot and cold, and lacks a lot of silence."
Zhang Chen looked at Susan who was wiping the kitchen and said, "Today you will cook and they will have a taste."
Yan Qing opened his eyes drowsily. I had trouble sleeping all night last night, and now my head hurts badly.
"That's bad, you've been staying at their house as a nanny before." Zhang Yueru said seriously.
For a long time, Susan and Zhang Yueru sat under the sofa and watched TV.
Susan pushed a bowl of fragrant egg and lean meat porridge in front of Zhang Yueru and said: "His disease is still very serious. Drink less porridge to supplement nutrition."
A trace of apology flashed in Ye Ying'er's eyes: "It's all my fault for getting you hurt."
"And your sister hasn't moved out yet. You have a way to take care of you every day. If he can't come and take care of you for a while, you think you will be very happy to see him." Zhang Chen said with a smile.
Zhang Chen and Susan's love affair is indeed a glorious thing. If others knew about it, it would be difficult to cause misunderstanding.
Zhang Yueru was wearing a narrow loose T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts. She looked young and dull, like a girl next door.