Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

"wait for me?"

Cheng Youran asked suspiciously that her friendship with Yan Junze was limited to "Edge of Doom", and she suddenly understood: "This game version update has weakened the explorer, do you want to change your job?"

The stars were reflected in Yan Junze's dark gray eyes. He walked towards Cheng Youran step by step, in the patter of rain: "I'm waiting for a person named Xiaoyuzi."

"I think you might know her."

Yan Junze's indifferent voice suddenly softened.

Perhaps it was instinct. When he saw her concentrate on operating the game, a crazy guess in his heart was like vines flooding into his heart.

Cheng Youran is Xiaoyouzi.

She will stand in front of monsters, never dislike him for playing badly, and will invite herself to team up every time.

When Cheng Youran heard Yan Junze's question, her breathing was stagnant, and there was only one thought in her heart. When it was over, she would settle the account.

No, I can't admit it!

Meeting his straight gaze, she replied with difficulty, struggling to say every word: "I seem to know her."

really…

Yan Junze closed his eyes.

Reason told him that he should stop here, but his heart seemed to be held tightly by his hands. Desire sprouted from the bottom of his heart, and it grew like a towering tree, covering the sky and the sun, and no time was seen.

"She is a friend of mine." Cheng Youran saw that Yan Junze's face was ugly, and said after thinking about it for a while, "Don't look at what she is in the game as the president."

Yan Junze opened his eyes and regained clarity. He walked to her without leaving a trace, covered her with splashing raindrops, and listened to her quietly.

That's great.

"Actually, she is very poor. She spends all her money on games. She can only eat a handful of noodles for three yuan a day, and the place where she lives is also leaking..."

Cheng Youran recalled the thank-you letter Cui Ming had sent to her. Cui Ming had lived like this before, and it was a miracle that Cui Ming hadn't decided.

While she was talking, she watched Yan Junze's reaction quietly, as if nothing was wrong, there was even a gentle smile in his eyes: "Done?"

"It's over."

Cheng Youran finished speaking.

Full of details and full of emotions, she scored ninety points for herself, and the rest very much depends on her next performance.

Her back straightened unconsciously, and her eyes revealed firmness, ready to answer Yan Junze's doubts.

What she didn't expect was that instead of questioning her, Yan Junze asked with a smile, his voice as clear as a mountain: "What does your friend like? I want to support her."

His accent was placed on the first word.

Do you think she is too pitiful?

It seems to be a bit pitiful.

Cheng Youran looked away ashamed and coughed: "Actually, she is now out to work, and she doesn't need any support—"

But when she thought of light, she turned a corner: "If you know a suitable power leveling, you can recommend it. A level like light is very good."

Yan Junze said softly: "Okay."

Then he passed the long-handled umbrella in his hand to Cheng Youran: "It's raining, go home early."

Cheng Youran waved his hand: "I asked my assistant to borrow it. Senior Yan, you just go first, don't worry about me."

But Yan Junze still maintained the posture of handing the umbrella.

"The long-handled umbrella is too heavy, it's better to use my one." Suddenly, behind Cheng Youran, a young man's cheerful voice came.

Xie Jinzhou languidly walked to Cheng Youran, handed the white folding umbrella to her, bent over, looked at her and asked, "Did you say so?"

"It's windy outside." Yan Junze was unmoved, looked at Xie Jinzhou, "A long-handled umbrella is better."

Blue or white?

Cheng Youran fell into entanglement.

But she didn't have time to struggle, because she looked up and a person walked towards her.

The man in a black suit has a corner of his expensive handkerchief in his pocket. He is holding a black umbrella, and his face is hidden in the shadow under the umbrella. Across the distance, he can feel the chill radiating all over him.

"Mrs. Lu, go home."

Hearing Lu Zixiao's voice, Cheng Youran heaved a sigh of relief and said embarrassingly to the two of them: "Thank you, but I don't need it anymore."

Yan Junze retracted the umbrella, turned and stepped into the rain, stopped before leaving, and said to Cheng Youran back, "You...friend, I will take it to heart."

Xie Jinzhou narrowed his beautiful eyes, glanced at Lu Zixiao, and chuckled at Cheng Youran, "Perhaps, you can use it in the future."

Cheng Youran: ...I will bring an umbrella next time

...

"Is the matter between Lu Zixiao and Feng Tiantian fake? I think Cheng Youran is like a okay person."

Li Yue's agent accompanied Li Yue out of the elevator and couldn't help asking.

Ruoruo whispered: "It's true. I have a friend who works in Donghaitai. The last time Cheng Youran and Feng Tiantian were on variety shows, the relationship was very stiff."

"Do you remember that Su Ruan? It is said that because she mentioned Lu Zixiao when interviewing Cheng Youran, she was blocked." She said with fear.

Li Yue **** her short hair as she walked, and when she heard Ruoruo's words, she frowned, "Isn't she because she is a junior?"

"In circles, this kind of thing is quite common, why did she get out of it." Ruoruo enlightened.

"Are you also a junior?"

Li Yue stopped, looked at her and asked.

If Ruo's chest was stagnant, she was choked and could not speak.

Li Yue's agent helped Ruoruo and smiled apologetically at Ruoruo: "Li Yue has always been choking, don't mind, I know your mind."

When Li Yue’s agent stepped down, Ruoruo’s expression looked better. She glanced at Li Yue faintly: “Anyway, the divorce will be a matter of time for them, but they can only talk secretly.”

"may be."

Li Yue suddenly said, "But since sooner or later we are going to get divorced, why does Lu Zixiao come to pick her up in the rain?"

"impossible."

If you shook your head, how could someone like Lu Zixiao fall in love with Cheng Youran.

"If you don't believe me, look at it."

Li Yue pointed to the front.

If you look up, you will see a man holding an umbrella, and most of the black umbrella body is leaning toward another person. The person under the umbrella is clearly Cheng Youran.

When they got into the car, the man turned sideways slightly, if he could see his face clearly, who was it if it wasn't Lu Zixiao?

Ruoruo muttered: "How could it be..."

Li Yue was not interested in chatting with her more, opened Weibo, and said to the agent: "You help me sign up for a class."

"Wing Chun or Taekwondo?"

The agent opened the memo and prepared to write it down: "Why don't you Wing Chun, how handsome Ye Wen is."

"No, e-sports is fast becoming a class."

Li Yue boarded Weibo and posted a Weibo using her account.

[Li Yue] Cheng Youran is indeed my grandpa

Agent: ...Sometimes I really envy other artists

...

The air pressure in the car was so low that it was difficult to breathe. Cheng Youran fastened his seat belt and looked at Lu Zixiao. He sat on the chair with his arms folded and stared straight ahead without a word.

"What's wrong with you?"

She pulled Lu Zixiao's sleeve, her tone a little puzzled.

Feeling the sleeves being pulled, Lu Zixiao turned his head and glanced at her a little shame, knowing that he wanted to speak out.

He straightened his sleeves blankly: "Dare to pry the corner in front of me, what do you think?"

Cheng Youran:...

She tactfully expressed her disapproval: "Xie Jinzhou, I helped him. I am his aunt according to seniority. Senior Yan has always been very enthusiastic. It's normal to give an umbrella."

Lu Zixiao's expression did not loosen, Cheng You suddenly remembered that when he was sick and hospitalized, Yan Junze sent flowers to express his condolences.

She hurriedly added: "Just say that when you were hospitalized last time, Senior Yan specially bought flowers for me to give you."

flower?

Lu Zixiao lowered his arm, with a look of disbelief, raised an eyebrow that was pierced, and stared at her amusedly: "Why don't I know?"

Cheng Youran coughed unconsciously and prompted, "That bunch of blue flowers."

"Blue gypsophila?"

A bad premonition emerged in his heart, Lu Zixiao reduced his smile, and his whole body became cold.

Cheng Youran nodded, a bit of shame appeared on his face: "It was not my gift, but Senior Yan asked me to give it to you. I forgot to say that that day."

As soon as her voice fell, the expression on Lu Zixiao's face became very exciting.

He always thought that the blue gypsophila was a token of love from Cheng Youran, and he even made people carefully dried them into dried flowers and placed them in the office.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, watching Cheng Youran, pursing his lips, and said stubbornly, "You cried for me that day."

"Pretend." Cheng Youran's eyes flickered on Lu Zixiao, "If I don't cry, they think you are in the hospital because...the waist is not good."

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