I thought it was like this, but I didn't expect the change to come so quickly.

The weather was quite good that day, and Zhuo Lun got up early in the morning, and they went out to breakfast together.

Ni Ying was eating, and suddenly heard a "bang".

"What's wrong?" she looked up to see Zhuo Lun staring at the table with a grim face, his hands still holding his phone.

The mobile phone screen is still on, with black letters on a white background, which is very clear: "Zhuo's Stock Fall Limit Analysis ......"

Ni Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she was a little surprised: "What's the matter?"

She was about to take a closer look at his phone, but Zhuo Lun had already picked up the phone and smiled calmly as if nothing had happened: "Obviously, he ran away with the money." ”

“…… Who?" Ni Ying's eyes widened, a little incredulous, and a name had already come to mind.

Who else could there be?

The corners of Zhuo Lun's mouth widened, and his smile widened a lot: "I think, my cards should be all stopped, and you have to invite this meal." ”

He has always used his card and mobile phone, and he never carries cash with him.

Ni Ying nodded hurriedly: "Yes, then you ...... Do you want to go back and see?"

"Don't look at it. Zhuo Lun lowered his head and slowly finished the wontons in the bowl and wiped his mouth: "In his style, he won't leave anything for me." ”

How is this possible?

Ni Ying frowned, not quite approving: "He's your father...... Shouldn't it be, will there be a misunderstanding?"

After all, Zhuo Lun is his biological son, and he is an only child, although Zhuo's father's reputation is not good, but he really has nothing to say about Zhuo Lun.

Zhuo Lun snorted, lifted his eyelids and glanced at her: "The tuba practice is useless, and he has re-practiced the trumpet." ”

“……”

Struggling to digest the content of these words, Ni Ying's eyes gradually widened.

No way......

However, the truth is even worse than they imagined.

There is no need for them to verify many things, and the inside story dug up by reporters is as cruel and cruel as it is.

It turned out that Zhuo's father had been transferring assets as early as five years ago.

Although he has never married a wife, he has several confidants.

On top of that, quite a few photos were leaked to prove that he had a six-year-old son.

Now it's not just the woman who is gone, but the child is also missing.

……

The more information was exposed, the more shocked Ni Ying became.

It doesn't matter if he leaves, it's a big problem to take away all the funds in Zhuo's account.

Zhuo Peng had already rushed back to Changyan temporarily to deal with everything urgently, and Zhuo Lun's phone rang wildly.

"The father's debt is repaid, Zhuo Lun, you are also an adult, uncle, this money is hard-earned money, Zhuo Lun, you have to have a conscience, you have to pay me back. ”

"Zhuo Lun ......"

"Zhuo Lun ......"

Zhuo Lun listened without changing his face, but his previous hippie smile was gone.

He listened in silence, listening to the person on the other side go from mildness to hidden anger to anger, and finally burst into a rage and cursed.

After listening, he turned off his phone: "I'll go out." ”

Ni Ying subconsciously got up, and Zhuo Lun paused: "I'm alone." ”

“…… Are you alright?"

Zhuo Lun didn't look back, just waved his hand at her casually.

Zhuo Lun came back late that day, didn't eat dinner, and went straight to sleep.

The next day, Ni Ying waited and waited, but without waiting for him to come out, she pushed the door and looked, not knowing when he had left.

For the next few days, she didn't manage to meet Zhuolun.

The situation is getting more and more serious, and it is becoming more and more unfavorable to Zhuo Lun.

Some people have already started looking for him, after all, there are so many debts, Zhuo's father ran away, and they can only look for him.

Zhuo Peng turned the tide and stabilized Zhuo's family, but the debt owed by Zhuo's father could only be borne by Zhuo Lun.

Some people began to frantically search for Zhuo Lun's whereabouts.

Sometimes, Ni Ying also has a sense of guilt in her heart.

Because many people called her, she said she didn't know.

When Zhuo Lun came back that day, his face was even more ugly.

She endured and endured, but she couldn't hold back.

"Or ...... Don't go out lately. ”

Zhuo Lun looked at her with an indifferent expression, as if to ask why.

"Look, well, the wind is tight lately, you ......" Ni Ying licked her lips and said a little dryly: "Avoid the limelight......"

Zhuo Lun stared at her for a few seconds, as if he was thinking, and then as if he was in a daze.

After a few minutes, he was stunned and said, "Hmm." ”

Looking at his back when he returned to the room, Ni Ying always felt that he seemed to be a lot more stiff.

The next day he didn't go out.

If you listen to persuasion, you can still be saved.

Listening to the slight noise coming from the house, Ni Ying was in a rare mood, hesitated for a long time in the vegetable market, and bought half a catty of meat.

You can't blame her for being stingy.

Since the accident of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Lun's financial resources have been cut off, and their expenses are all supported by the 20,000 salary given by Zhuo Lun before.

If there is no turnaround, the 20,000 yuan will be all their savings.

20,000 yuan...... She'd have to save some money.

Oh no.

Ni Ying counted the balance, and there were only 19,000 and 50 yuan left.

Fortunately, Zhuolun still has a house, so he won't live on the streets.

She carried the vegetables back with her brisk steps.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Zhuo Lun coming out with a bag.

"Where are you going?" Ni Ying stopped him, a little depressed: "Didn't you say that you won't go out today?"

Zhuo Lun raised his head with a complicated expression: "You ......"

He paused and threw the bag in his hand on the ground: "You have been fired, pick up your things, let's go." ”

Ni Ying glanced at him, lowered her head and unzipped.

A few clothes, a pair of shoes, all kinds of messy supplies, all hers.

Ni Ying's forehead was bruised: "What do you mean." ”

Zhuo Lun stood at the entrance of the corridor with his hands crossed, his chin slightly raised, and he looked at her locally: "Obviously, I don't have spare money to support you idler, get out." ”

"You!"

Ni Ying settled down and took a deep breath: "Don't make a fool of yourself, I don't want your salary." ”

"Tsk. Zhuo Lun glanced at her from top to bottom, and his eyes showed a hint of mockery: "Do you have to follow me?"

Ni Ying was silent.

"I don't have a shortage of bodyguards and I don't need a babysitter. Zhuo Lun dragged her up, grabbed her waist hard, pressed his face to hers, and said in a low and greasy voice: "If you have to say what is missing...... I lack a woman. ”

He chuckled under his breath, "You know, I've been very poor lately, and I've had a drought for days. ”

His hot breath was on her face, with a strong smell of smoke.

Ni Ying frowned, as if helpless, and like looking at a child who was messing around: "Zhuo Lun......"

In the next second, Zhuo Lun kissed him directly, and his breath was hot.

Ni Ying's head was stunned for a second, and her body subconsciously resisted.

Zhuo Lun, who had already been hollowed out by the wine, couldn't stand her punch, hit the door directly and then fell to the ground.

Looking at Zhuo Lun, who was lying on the ground for a long time without moving, Ni Ying was angry and angry, and wanted to drag him up and beat him again.

Endure and endure, she clenched her fists and smashed the food in her hand into him: "You're a bastard!

Violently picking up her bag, she turned around and walked away.

After a few steps, she stopped again.

Zhuo Lun slowly got up and sat on the ground with his eyes down, not knowing what he was thinking.

She walked up to him in a few steps and smashed her wallet into his arms with hatred: "Bastard!"

Zhuo Lun looked up at her in a daze, his eyes confused.

It was as if she didn't understand why she went and returned, and as if she wondered why she gave him her wallet.

But Ni Ying didn't explain, the first kiss was lost so inexplicably, and she was so annoyed that she couldn't do it.

Glaring at him hatefully, she turned and left.

Finally, let's go.

Zhuo Lun didn't rush to get up, just in this position, slowly looking down at the purse.

The gray and black contrasting wallet looks quite simple, which is Ni Ying's style.

Ni Ying went home for one night, but no one asked her about the Zhuo family.

She hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't rest assured.

Shame on you!

She ran back the next afternoon.

As a result, after knocking on the door for a long time, a strange man's face poked out of it: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Zhuolun, you are ......"

The man glanced at her and said angrily: "He's not here, I bought this house! Don't come looking for it, don't bother! It's the third batch today!"

With that, he slammed the door shut.

Ni Ying was stunned for a few minutes before she reacted: Damn, Zhuo Lun sold this house?

As if remembering something, she ran to Zhuo's house.

Sure enough, there was a change in it.

"Oh, what about the big discount, originally, the housing market is not very good now, and I don't really want to buy it, but hahaha, who will get along with the money, isn't it...... Discounted hundreds of thousands, I still started it......"

Ni Yingmu made a face and looked for a few places one after another.

Without exception, all the properties were sold.

Ni Ying thought of Zhuo Lun's early departure and late return, and couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

The most strange thing for her is: he sold so many houses, how can he still be poor like that?

Won't it ......

Her heart skipped a beat, and she thought of an answer that was almost unlikely.

She settled down and made a phone call to her former friend: "...... Well, yes, that ...... Let me ask, Zoren's father...... It's not that you said before that he owes your family a lot of money...... Oh, okay, thank you. ”

Hanging up the phone, she leaned against the wall and slowly crouched to the ground.

Zhuo Lun is a person......

What the hell was he thinking?

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