In the early morning, the sunlight gently poured in through the white curtains and fell on the small hill caged on the bed, and the figures shrunk in the quilt moved, their slender legs poked out from between the thin quilts, and their shiny toes shrunk.

It's a bit cold.

Yu Qingling's curly eyelashes trembled, and the headache after the hangover made her put the back of her hand on her forehead and patted it.

It hurts.

Immediately there was a feeling of nausea and nausea, and Yu Qingling, who was still in a daze just now and was about to interpret the dream with Zhou Gong, suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed with a bang, her little face pale.

After pressing for a moment, he finally came to his senses.

She frowned and patted her head, and with hindsight began to look at the room in front of her, the structure of which was surprisingly familiar.

On the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are the curtains she personally picked out at that time, as well as the cute succulents on a fat flower stand, and the cheap and beautiful decorative paintings she bought online...... Everything with a familiarity that goes deep into the marrow.

Isn't this her room at the Zheng family?

Yu Qingling hurriedly looked down at the clothes on her body, which were the pajamas she didn't take away, it seemed that Zheng Wenyu brought her back yesterday.

Just thinking about it, the door was suddenly twisted open, and Zhang's mother walked in with her clothes from yesterday, and when she saw that she was awake, her eyes suddenly turned red: "Madam......"

This familiar title......

The corners of Yu Qingling's mouth twitched, and she hurriedly stopped the rest of Zhang's mother's words: "Zhang's mother, I'm not a lady anymore, if Mr. Zheng hears it, I don't know how to get angry." ”

Zhang's mother came over and put the clothes at the head of the bed, which should have been washed and dried, with a faint lemon fragrance, Yu Qingling smelled it, this is the smell of laundry detergent she bought.

Suddenly returned to her divorced ex-husband's house, which still kept her pajamas and decorations, as well as the lemon-flavored laundry detergent she bought.

Zheng Wenyu's laundry won't smell like lemon, right?

Yu Qingling thought in horror.

"How could Mr. be angry," Zhang's mother's emotions were suppressed, but she still had a nasal voice, "Look, husband...... Miss Yu, Mr. brought you back yesterday, and he must still have an old affection for you......"

"Because I was drunk and didn't have a place to go, he brought me back." Yu Qingling had no choice but to support her forehead.

"Yesterday, Miss Yu was very drunk, and Mr. asked her to cook sobering soup, but Miss refused to drink it, and Mr. fed it spoonful by spoonful......"

"Because I don't pour sobering soup, I may go crazy and smash the Zheng family......"

"Later, Miss Yu vomited on Mr., and Mr.'s face was so dark at that time, so he still held Miss first and asked the maid to take you to clean ...... first."

"That's because ......" Yu Qingling, who noticed what Zhang's mother was saying, suddenly got stuck.

She vomited Zheng Wenyu?

Zheng Wenyu didn't throw her out as soon as possible, and then changed the floor and threw her clothes, he was furious, he was a man with a heavy cleanliness habit!

She still remembered that once because there was a small stain on Zheng Wenyu's desk that had not been wiped clean, he coldly ordered others to throw out the table and books together, and bought a full set back.

At that time, Zheng Wenyu just explained in four words: "It's dirty, it's changed." ”

Yu Qingling: Sure enough, the quirks of rich people are unimaginable.

Now hearing that she vomited Zheng Wenyu, Zheng Wenyu not only did not get angry, but also cleaned her and allowed her to sleep in the original room.

Yu Qingling suddenly had mixed feelings and didn't know how to react.

Zhang's mother sighed, looked at Yu Qingling, who was in her soul, and finally didn't say anything, turned around and went out.

Looking at Yu Qingling, who was cleaned and emitted a good lemon aroma on the side, suddenly fell into silence.

Maybe she has always misunderstood Zheng Wenyu, he is actually not as bad as she imagined.

I'll see him later, so let's say thank you.

With this idea in mind, Yu Qingling changed her clothes and went downstairs.

As soon as he walked down the steps, he saw Zheng Wenyu sitting at the dining table enjoying breakfast, different from the suit he wears on weekdays, he is wearing a gray knitted sweater today, casual dark gray trousers, his hair is not combed behind his back like in the past, he is wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a high nose and deep eyes, and a knife-cut silhouette, which makes the whole person handsome and gentle.

Zheng Wenyu raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said bluntly: "Awake?" ”

Yu Qingling bit her lower lip, nodded hesitantly, and was struggling with how to say thank you, when she heard the cold voice of the man in front of her: "Sign the agreement when you wake up." ”

Agreement?

What protocol?

Yu Qingling looked up in confusion, Zheng Wenyu had already taken out a document and put it on the table, nodded his finger on it, and raised his eyebrows: "About compensation." ”

Indemnify?

The second monk Yu Qingling was puzzled, stepped forward and took the fluttering piece of paper, only glanced at it, and his face suddenly darkened.

She may be crazy, she actually thinks that Zheng Wenyu has changed her body, and she still wants to apologize to him.

Phew, he's a villainous capitalist, and he still has the potential to be a miser in his bones.

“…… Loss of a suit for 36,000 ...... There are also floor cleaning fees, taxi fees, accommodation fees, and ......" Seeing the end, Yu Qingling's eyes widened in shock, "The cost of laundry detergent?!" ”

"Sixty-four in total?!"

Zheng Wenyu's face did not change and the soy milk in front of him was lifted: "If Miss Yu has no objections, you can settle the account." ”

The corners of Yu Qingling's mouth twitched fiercely.

Listen, is this what people say?

See, is this what people do?

Only Zheng Wenyu can say the sentence of settling the account without shame.

Then is she going to ask him to marry her for three years? How much does it cost?

"Why do you have to take me back to the Zheng family, can't you just find a hotel and leave me behind? And the accommodation fee," Yu Qingling pointed to a scary number on it, "You actually charge 12,000?" Am I staying at Buckingham Palace? ”

Zheng Wenyu slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, his movements were noble, and he had a natural elegance in his bones: "I originally wanted to find a random hotel to put you down, but you refused to get out of the car by yourself holding the car door." ”

Yu Qingling: If it weren't for Lao Tzu pretending to be asleep, I would have believed your nonsense.

"As for the accommodation fee, it is so expensive," the man turned his words, his eyes darkened, became sharp, spread back, his legs folded, his hands crossed on his knees, obviously sitting, but there was oppression for no reason, "Miss Yu forgot where the Zheng family bought it, every inch of land is expensive, and even the bed you slept in last night used the French TRECA brand, which is expensive." ”

"I'm a bit of a cleanliness addict, and I don't like outsiders sleeping with my things and staying at home, so I'm going to change it today."

Yu Qingling: Neuropathy.

Dare to speak so unashamedly and unashamedly tell lies and make money, Yu Qingling has lived for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen such a shameless person.

Yu Qingling took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Zheng, if I haven't forgotten, it seems that you haven't submitted a divorce agreement yet, so according to the law, we are still in a marital relationship." ”

Zheng Wenyu smiled: "Oh, I just submitted it yesterday. ”