The fat boss and the chef looked at each other, and when they looked at me again, their eyes seemed to change.

He waved his hand a little impatiently, frowning and urging me to continue to work: "What is not fired, go to work quickly, didn't you hear the guests urging?"

It may be my psychological effect, I always feel that the attitude of the fat boss has changed a lot all of a sudden.

Originally, I was going to take time to go back to the apartment to cook in the afternoon, but I was busy until two o'clock at noon before lunch, and in the afternoon I helped to clean the dishes, and when I could finally catch my breath, it was time for dinner. Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang couldn't come back for dinner, saying that he would have to work overtime.

When I dragged my tired body back, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

As soon as I went in with my front foot, Mr. Zhuang came back with my back foot.

Maybe my fatigue was too obvious, and as soon as he saw me lying on the sofa, he came over and hugged me: "So tired? Don't do it, I'll arrange another job for you tomorrow." ”

I quickly smiled and shook my head: "I'm not that tired, but I'm not used to it on the first day." ”

I'm certainly not stupid, and the work he arranged will definitely be easier than it is now. But I'm a student with no work experience at all, and if I go, I'll only be criticized, and the last thing I want now is to drag him down, so I don't want to accept it.

He frowned and thought for a few seconds, then didn't continue the conversation.

"What did you eat today?" he naturally took me in his arms and squeezed my leg a few times, I gasped lightly in pain, and he snorted with a smile, "I have something to do later, and I'll take you to a massage tomorrow." ”

"Mr. Zhuang, don't underestimate me so much, I used to do farm work a lot, and I wasn't so delicate. "I broke free from his arms because I didn't smell very good.

His facial features wrinkled quickly, and then he regained his composure, sighed lightly and nodded: "It's true that it's not delicate, but it's not good enough, is it okay tonight?"

I really didn't expect to hear his stubble if I didn't pay attention, and after trembling in hindsight, I glared at him angrily: "Mr. Zhuang, I'm ...... I ......"

Thinking of last night's events, my face was red, and I couldn't help but look back at the bathroom, and suddenly felt my blood surge, and my body was a little weak. When he returned to his room last night, he used up the last sleeve, and although he wanted to continue later, he finally held back. He said that I was still studying, and it would be better not to get pregnant again for the time being.

"I took a shower and slept. "I can't tell him, so I have to run away.

He chuckled and shouted at my back, "Then I'll go out and buy something and wait for me at home." ”

His tone was a little ambiguous, and I could guess with my toes what he was going out to buy.

He hadn't come back when I finished taking a shower, and I wanted to go straight back to my room to sleep, but I had to wait for him.

Mr. Zhuang didn't have an electronic lock when he bought this apartment before, so he still uses the key after moving in. So when I heard the doorbell ring, I didn't think much of it, I just thought that he had forgotten to bring the key.

I opened the door in a hurry, only to see an old man with gray hair, followed by Zhao Yaru.

At that time, I was wearing Mr. Zhuang's shirt and was bare-legged, and my first reaction was to close the door quickly, but I was stopped by the old man. Embarrassment, I took a pillow from the couch and hugged it in my arms, and retreated to the wall in horror.

The moment Zhao Yaru saw me, tears fell.

She cried in front of the old man with red eyes: "Dad, do you believe it this time?" Zhuang Yan is living with this little slut, if I don't see it with my own eyes, can I talk nonsense?"

My whole body was shaking, my mouth seemed to freeze, and I couldn't say a word.

Mr. Zhuang has to be somewhat similar to the old man's parents, so he must be Mr. Zhuang's father. I never thought they would come running at ten o'clock in the evening, and I don't need to explain what I'm wearing now.

It's just that my defense is too low, and I don't have the habit of looking at the cat's eye first.

Mr. Zhuang's father looked me up and down without saying a word, and I buried my head in my chest in panic, breaking out in a cold sweat, and the pillow in my arms was rubbed and deformed.

"Did she give birth to Lele?"

Is Lele a daughter's name?

When I heard the name, I looked up at him sharply, and the cold in the old man's eyes shot like a sharp arrow, and the indifference that rejected people from thousands of miles away tormented me to cry.

Zhao Yaru's face was a little ugly, but she still said "um" softly.

The old man looked me up and down again, and this time his face softened slightly: "For the sake of you giving birth to a granddaughter, it won't be difficult for me to pack up for you this time, pack up your things and get out." ”

I was in a hurry, and I was finally able to speak in my throat: "Old man, I want to wait for Mr. Zhuang to ......"

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and before I finished speaking, Zhao Yaru actually walked up to me in three or two steps and slapped me. I was blindfolded, my ears were full of rumbling noises, and the left side of my face was burning with a terrible pain.

When she raised her hand to slap me a second time, the old man scolded her: "Yaru, stop me! Crying and making trouble like a shrew is not what our daughter-in-law should do! ”

My heart was cold, my legs kept shaking, and I kept shouting Mr. Zhuang's name in my heart, how I hoped that he would come back as soon as possible.

The old man stopped Zhao Yaru with a few words, and then he looked at me unhurriedly, his eyes were very sharp, and I was frightened but had no confidence at all. He quietly entered the bedroom and pulled my backpack out of it, with one index finger, as if my bag would stain his hands.

My heart tingled, and I bit my lip tightly to suppress the deep sadness in my heart.

He put the bag down the door, looked at me lightly, and said three words: "Get out." ”

It was a very ordinary tone, but there was an eerie threat in my ears, and I almost fell to the ground without planting, and I felt that he was more intimidating than my uncle-in-law who had drunk too much.

"Old man, Mr. Zhuang will be back soon, I ......" My voice trembled, and it really took all my courage to say such a sentence.

But he interrupted my words coldly, and his eyes shot very sharply: "You are not qualified to let our father and son negotiate for you, get out!"

At this moment, the humiliation of my dignity being trampled under my feet is racing in my heart, but I can't refute a word.

Zhao Yaru quickly took out two more pieces of my clothes from the bedroom, opened the door directly and threw them out, and the bag was also thrown out by her. And Mr. Zhuang's father didn't stop it, just watched it all coldly.

When she came to pull me, I immediately wanted to stay on the ground, but Mr. Zhuang's father had lost patience and yelled at me a third time: "Get out!"

My feet panicked, I didn't even have time to take my mobile phone, and I was pushed out of the door by Zhao Yaru in embarrassment.

When the door slammed shut, my heart felt like blood was caught in the crack of the door, and I squatted on the ground in pain and shrank for a while before I finally came to my senses.

When the occupant across the door opened the door and peeked out, I quickly stuffed my clothes into my bag and hurried into the stairwell.

I ran down several floors in one breath before stopping, my shirt was already soaked with sweat, I didn't have a phone, I didn't have shoes, and my wallet and keys were on the sink in the shower.

My nose was sore, tears were rolling in my eyes, and I still hadn't been able to calm down from Mr. Zhuang's father's roar. I slid down the wall and sat down on the floor, burying my face in the pillow and crying uncontrollably, but I didn't dare to cry too loudly because I was afraid that Mr. Zhuang's neighbors would see me so embarrassed.

I hadn't cried so happily for a long time, and after the pillow was wet, I realized that I couldn't cry like this, and Mr. Zhuang would be anxious when he came back and couldn't find me.

I hurriedly ran back to the eleventh floor where Mr. Zhuang lived with my bag, and there seemed to be a sound of slamming the door halfway through, and I didn't dare to run to the door to wait, so I just stood behind the door at the entrance of the building and stared at the outside.

I don't want to see Mr. Zhuang get into a conflict with his father, and when I have nowhere to go now, I have to get my phone wallet to leave. I don't want to embarrass Mr. Zhuang, I can go to work somewhere else to earn living expenses.

I was very annoyed that I cried again just now, because I didn't have a watch, so I didn't even know how long it had been, Zhao Yaru and Mr. Zhuang's father may not have left, I couldn't hear Mr. Zhuang's house, and I couldn't tell if he had come back.

At that time, I vaguely heard someone downstairs calling my name, but I didn't dare to run to the window to look, for fear that Mr. Zhuang would miss it when he came back.

The corridor was stuffy and hot, my shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and I stood with my legs and feet, and from time to time I had to lean against the wall for a while.

I don't know how long it took for Mr. Zhuang's father and Zhao Yaru to come out of it.

Zhao Yaru's eyes were already swollen from crying, and she was holding a tissue and gently tapping the corners of her eyes, and when she was waiting for the elevator, I heard her choking and complaining: "Dad, look at what he has become now, as soon as he heard that Shen Xi's little slut was kicked out, he rushed out, and he didn't even pay attention to you now." ”

The old man snorted heavily, but did not speak.

After they left for a long time, I carried my bag into the elevator, I couldn't wait, I had to borrow a phone to contact Mr. Zhuang.

The woman who got on the elevator gave me a strange look and moved warily to the farthest corner from me.

"Hello, can you lend me your phone to make a call?" I ......" Before I could finish speaking, she hurriedly got off the elevator and hurried away.

I stared helplessly at her back for a few seconds, then ran down the hallway to find a random pair of pants to put on, and then went barefoot to find the doorman. They have the impression that I have been in and out several times, and they are not as wary of me as others.

My fingers kept shaking when I dialed that familiar number.

It wasn't my auditory hallucinations before, and Mr. Zhuang must have shouted my name in the community regardless of his image.