Looking at Ahn Chae-rui's old clothes, the smart Han Zhihuan decided to take her to a cheap Korean barbecue restaurant.

The simple decoration and lively diners relieved An Cairui's tension, and the sizzling barbecue aroused her appetite, and she couldn't think about it more, An Cairui was driven by instinct and ate the meat with a little gobbling.

Han Zhihuan has a lot of things to say, a lot of questions to ask, and he is afraid that he will scare her deeply. What's more, whether the secret is true or not is just his bold guess. The incident happened suddenly, and he was far from thinking it through, especially the secret had a huge relationship with him.

Han Zhihuan tried his best not to stare at her. In order to find out more about her, he took the initiative to talk about himself first.

Han Zhihuan said it casually, but in fact, it was all cautious exposure after consideration. So during a meal, Ahn learned that after graduating from local high school, he studied at Hongik University in South Korea to study art and design. After graduating, he returned to China and was fortunate enough to work as a professional director, to be exact, a fashion designer.

"Hiccup. An Cairui burped and raised his eyes to look at the handsome guy in front of him. Costume designer? Sounds trendy!

Han Zhihuan scratched his head and smiled, the wind was light, almost talking to himself. He said that it was well known that a painter needed a model who would inspire him, but he didn't know that the same was true for a fashion designer.

Han Zhihuan's sparkling eyes stared at An Cairui and told her sincerely. At that time, he had just come out of the optical store on the third floor, and as soon as he looked up, he saw her face. He suddenly felt the world tremble. He ran at her recklessly, not realizing that he would save her life. All he wanted was to beg her to be his model who would inspire his designs.

Mannequin?

An Cairui's figure shrank. There was once a little brother, who claimed to be a top student in the art department, stalked her to be his model, and the first time he stepped into the studio with him, he couldn't wait to praise the beauty of nudes...... It was the doctoral student who acted as Cheng Biting Jin and rescued her from trembling.

Han Zhihuan seemed to see An Cairui's worries, and smiled calmly: "The inspiration model of a fashion designer doesn't need to do anything special, she just needs to be herself." ”

An Cairui bit her lip and hesitated. She couldn't see anything wrong with him, and she couldn't tell anything was wrong. It's just that the misfortunes of the past make her dare not believe that pie will fall from the sky, and it will be smashed on her head.

"People who are not even afraid of death are still afraid of being deceived by me?" Han Zhihuan excited.

"I really don't need to do anything special?"

"Really. ”

"How much does it cost?"

"Well, it's hard to say. I'm more inclined to take a commission. For example, during our cooperation, if I successfully design and pass a pattern, I will give you a commission of 1,000 yuan. The more styles you design, the more commissions you get. Conversely, I can't give you more. I offer you free accommodation at most, if you need it. ”

An Cairui thought about it for a while, and soon realized that he actually had no choice.

After escaping from Liangfu's panic, the only person she could defect to was a doctoral student. The doctoral student placed her in the dormitory of the same female doctoral student. Because the female doctoral students have married families, they do not stay in the dormitory overnight, and the dormitory is only used for occasional lunch breaks.

Now that she broke up with the doctoral student, although the doctoral student did not tell her that she needed to move out of the dormitory of her female classmates, she would naturally be inclined to move out if she had a choice.

"Good. An Cairui let go.

After eating Korean barbecue, An Cairui followed Han Zhihuan to a community called Xiangsheng Yujiangwan on Guoquan North Road near Wujiaochang.

An Cairui, who grew up in Yangpu District, naturally knows this community. It is close to the Wujiaochang business district, close to Fudan University, adjacent to Jiangwan Waterfront Leisure Center and New Jiangwan City Park, and is a high-end ecological garden living community.

An Cairui became more and more suspicious, she suspected that the beautiful man who was striding forward had actually communicated with her mother and was secretly going to sell her to a bald uncle. The uncle has dozens of properties in Shanghai, and promised to give his mother one if he could get married.

"How can you have a house in such an expensive community?" asked An Cairui. She still had his business card in her hand. Isn't it just a fashion designer who has just graduated?

"I rented it. You're not scared, are you?"

An Cairui snorted and continued to follow. If it's really a trap, she won't give up. Although her mother has the merit of giving birth to her, she is her own and will never be traded.

Walk through the semi-detached villa area and come to the multi-storey bungalow area in the second half of the community. Han Zhihuan pointed to one building and said to An Cairui: "Remember, it's Room 601 at No. 22." ”

No. 22 has one staircase and two households, and Room 601 is the smaller one. Two bedrooms and two living rooms, with 140 square meters. The room and hall are huge.

"The rent must be very expensive, how can you afford to rent such an expensive house?"

Han Zhihuan couldn't cry or laugh: "Are you losing money? ”

An Cairui looked at the suite. The room is fully furnished, but it looks very cold, probably because there are too few bits and pieces, and it lacks the breath of life.

"Well cleaned up!"

"Finally said something that has nothing to do with money!"

Han Zhihuan took Ahn Chae-seo to see the room. One of the two bedrooms, which was used as a study by Han Zhihuan. Sure enough, there was a pile of design paper on the table, and the open shelves were full of design books.

"So you're really a costume designer. An Cairui muttered to herself.

"Could it be that you have something worth deceiving?" Han Zhihuan had a curious expression.

On the contrary, it was An Cairui's turn to be dumbfounded. Look at the other party's face that is simply better looking than yourself, and it's not good to openly say "female" and "beautiful". I had to smile wryly. The heart that has been hanging has finally fallen.

Han Zhihuan took out a set of bedding from the closet and piled it on the sofa. An Cairui walked towards the bedroom.

"Hey, come back. You sleep on the couch. Han Zhihuan called her.

That's not how it is played in Korean dramas. Didn't you come back from studying in Korea?

"Tomorrow I will buy you a single bed and put it in the study. Later you sleep in the den. Even if I don't come to stay, you won't be allowed in my bedroom!"

An Cairui's eyes widened, full of shame: It seems that people want to sleep in your bed!

"I see you're sleepy too, there's a spare toothbrush in the drawer under the bathroom sink, you can take it yourself. Wash up and go to bed early. I'm leaving. Han Zhihuan said.

"You don't live here?"

"Live, but sometimes don't sleep here. ”

"If you don't sleep here, where do you sleep?"

Han Zhihuan didn't intend to answer seriously, he waved his hand: "Good night." Remember to lock the door. ”

Then there was the click of the lock. Han Zhihuan, really, is gone.

The first thing An Cairui did was to lock the door. The second thing is to sneak into the master bedroom that Han Zhihuan repeatedly told him not to enter.

An Cairui stood at the door of the master bedroom, his heart pounding. She even carried a mop in case someone suddenly appeared in the master bedroom.