Chapter 22: My Boyfriend

I don't know how long later, she was woken up by the driver.

After Wen Ruchu got out of the car, he took the suitcase and pulled his lips to say thank you to the driver, then turned around and looked at the home that had not been back for nearly a month.

When she walked into the community, the security guard on duty was the same security guard who had spoken to her on the day she got fat.

She raised her chin and walked into the community step by step.

"Miss, please register when you enter the community."

"Warm as ever." She slowly announced her name.

The security guard glanced at her, and Wen Ruchu felt a little stunned, "What do you see, haven't you seen a beautiful woman?" ”

The security guard scratched his head and said sincerely, "I've never seen Miss Wen so beautiful." ”

Wen Ruchu didn't know why, she always felt that this was a little familiar, she pulled her suitcase and didn't linger here, and walked quickly in the direction of her house.

She pressed the code and opened the door to the villa.

Compared to the heat outside, the villa seems much colder.

She lifted the suitcase to her room, casually tossed it into a corner of the room, and slammed herself into her pink princess bed.

Wen Wei and his wife went to other places, and she was the only one in the whole villa, empty. Wen Ruchu thought about it and called Song Qiaoqiao to accompany her.

"Huh? I've got a date?! ”

Song Qiaoqiao didn't wait for Wen Ruchu to speak again, and asked loudly, "Have you moved out of your man's house?" ”

"Hmm...... To be precise, he drove me away......"

"Why?"

He remembered what he had told her - he had to move away when he reached a hundred catties, Wen Ruchu said lightly, "It's agreed." ”

Song Qiaoqiao just wanted to say something, when she saw Nan Che's car coming, she said excitedly, "As before, my boyfriend came to pick me up, just say goodbye!" ”

Wen Ruchu looked at the phone that was quickly hung up, and shook his head, Song Qiaoqiao, a guy who is heavy on color and light friends.

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She drew the curtain on the bedroom halfway through, letting in a little light, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

About an hour later, Wen Ruchu woke up.

She opened her eyes suddenly, the place in front of her seemed familiar and a little unfamiliar, and after a while, she reacted in a daze, when she opened her eyes every day, she looked at the lamp on the ceiling of Gu Yeze's living room, which was a rectangular lamp composed of white crystals, simple and generous, which she remembered very deeply.

Now that I suddenly went back to my own house and slept in my well-arranged princess room, I was a little unaccustomed to it.

After being stunned for a while, Wen Ruchu got up from the bed to pack his luggage......

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When night falls, the whole city is still bustling.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night that Gu Yeze got up and left the desk, he rubbed his eyebrows, and walked straight out of the office.

When I got home, I opened the door as usual.

It's just that...... The difference was that it was pitch black in the room.

Gu Yeze raised his hand to find the switch at the entrance, and just turned on the light in the living room.

He took a deep look at the sofa in the living room, then withdrew his gaze, closed the door, and changed his shoes, a smooth action that he had done a thousand times.

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She did move out of his house with a backbone, and he didn't keep her as Wen Ruchu thought, he couldn't wait for her to move out quickly.

In the middle of the night, Wen Ruchu began to get emotional.

At night, the cells and nerves in her brain were very dull, and she never understood why he didn't like her, even if it was because of her status and status......

A soft ray of moonlight shone through the gap in the curtain, which happened to fall on her face, forming a faint barrier.

Her brow furrowed slightly, she slowly smoothed her brow with her hand, and just closed her eyes, her mind full of the time he was arguing with herself......

People with insomnia are very uncomfortable, and there is a kind of swelling pain that spreads along the temples to the whole brain, which is extremely uncomfortable. Wen Ruchu could only self-hypnotize herself to fall asleep quickly......

On days at home, she orders takeout.

In the past, there was a cook in the family, and it was probably because his parents were away that he gave the chef a vacation.

She put the takeout on the table and it was a bowl of wonton noodles.

Wen Ruchu picked up a little noodle with chopsticks and slipped it into his stomach. It tasted so good that she finished a bowl of wonton noodles in a few minutes.

It seems that she is used to eating breakfast on time at Gu Yeze's house......

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The next day.

In summer, the temperature is pleasant in the early morning and evening, and the rest of the day is very hot.

Song Qiaoqiao came to Wen Ruchu's door on time and rang the doorbell.

Wen Ruchu opened the door, only to feel that Song Qiaoqiao's face was almost written with the words "spring breeze".

Wen Ruchu was wearing pajamas at home, pulling the hair of his sideburns behind his ears, and he didn't have a good airway, "Finished the date?" Willing to come? ”

"As before, don't think I'm a friend of color." Song Qiaoqiao took her hand and walked into the villa.

After hearing her words, Wen Ruchu wanted to pull away her hand that was holding her tightly.

"Nan Che and I just got back together, and the relationship is unstable, what's more, he is the boss of the company, and he is so busy with work, he has time to go on a date with me, if I don't miss the appointment, how inappropriate it is, right?" Song Qiaoqiao raised her eyebrows after speaking.

"Yes, it looks like your birthday has been arranged in a few days......"

"Huh." Song Qiao sneered, "Besides, aren't you also busy chasing your male god?" ”

“……”

After a while, she replied, "It's in the soup." ”

Song Qiaoqiao looked at Wen Ruchu's somewhat depressed expression, and hurriedly said, "There is no grass in the world, next time I will introduce a few super invincible handsome guys to you." ”

Wen Ruchu looked at her deeply and immediately rolled her eyes.

"Oh yes!" Song Qiaoqiao said again, "You are now working in my father's company, do you want to come too?" ”

"Forget it...... I'd better find a job on my own. Wen Ruchu shook his head and said.

In society, she wants to have a good job by her own ability, rather than relying on her father's status or connections to go through the back door.

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Three days later, it was Saturday, which was also Song Qiaoqiao's birthday.

Noon.

"As always, do you have time to have a meal with me at noon?"

Wen Ruchu listened to her slightly anxious voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Qiaoqiao said, "I...... It was Nan Che who said to introduce me to his friends and have a meal together. ”

"Isn't that good?"

"Nervous!"

Wen Ruchu chuckled, "Don't be nervous. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Qiaoqiao immediately said excitedly, "Then I'll pick you up?" ”

Wen Ruchu thought about it for a while, closed the web page he was browsing, "Okay......"

She took the gift prepared for Song Qiaoqiao more than a month ago from the cabinet and put it next to the dresser, and then she opened the door of the cloakroom, took a new light green dress and changed it, and a white pearl bracelet on her hand lined her skin more white and delicate.

Wen Ruchu didn't want to put on makeup, but she felt that it was rude not to wear makeup, so she still spent ten minutes putting on a light makeup, which looked like nude makeup, but her complexion was much better.

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At the appointed time, Song Qiaoqiao rang the doorbell of her house on time.

As soon as the door opened, Song Qiaoqiao threw herself into her arms.

A smile appeared between Wen Ruchu's eyebrows, and he stuffed a beautiful gift bag into Song Qiaoqiao's hand.

"Birthday Present, ......"

Song Qiaoqiao stood up straight and opened the gift bag with a smile, her smile became stronger and stronger, "Wow!! ”

Song Qiaoqiao recognized at a glance that this was the concert ticket she had always wanted to grab, but she never bought it, and she was depressed for a long time on the day the ticket purchase channel was closed.

She kissed Wen Ruchu's face, "Ruchu, you are simply my intimate little padded jacket!" ”

Wen Ruchu took her hand and walked out, then locked the door.

Song Qiaoqiao still held the two tickets and said excitedly, "The concert is still half a month away, I'm excited when I think about it!" ”

Wen Ruchu's words were like a basin of cold water "splashed", "Don't get excited, think about your next dinner." ”

“……”

In the taxi, when they arrived downstairs in the restaurant, Wen Ruchu's stomach suddenly "gurgled".

"Let's go, which box is coming?" Wen Ruchu urged. She's really hungry.

"Box 888." Song Qiaoqiao paused, and tightened her hand holding Wen Ruchu slightly, "Are you nervous?" ”

"Not at all." Wen Ruchu raised his chin and said shyly.

Song Qiaoqiao took a deep breath, and the pace under her feet quickened a little, but Wen Ruchu felt that at this speed, she would faint from hunger before she reached the box.

The box was on the second floor, and they walked up the circular spiral staircase, and Song Qiao grabbed Wen Ruchu and paused.

"I'll go to the bathroom, I'll wait."

After saying that, Song Qiaoqiao walked to the direction of the bathroom on the first floor.

Wen Ruchu shook his head, he really couldn't figure out what his boyfriend had to be nervous about.

Wen Ruchu stood in the middle of the stairs, thought about it, and went up to the second floor to wait for her.

She casually flicked her phone a few times to pass the time, and about a few minutes later, she saw Song Qiaoqiao come up.

The box at the end of the corridor on the left is Box 888.

Song Qiaoqiao took a deep breath at the door and gently pushed open the box door.

Wen Ruchu looked from the outside to the inside, the entire box should be a large box by visual inspection, the overall style is simple and generous, and there is no black miasma as she imagined......

She followed and stepped through the door to see two high-end leather sofas, only to see a large round table, of course, not yet served.

One of the people in front of the sofa stood up, she looked at the person who took Song Qiaoqiao into her arms, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his temperament was extraordinary, and he gave people a warm and elegant scholarly anger. They rubbed their ears and temples for a while, and saw the red-faced Song Qiaoqiao walk to the door and take her hand to introduce her.

"Wen Ruchu! My best friend. ”

A hint of surprise passed through Nan Che's eyes, "Hello." ”

Wen Ruchu curled the corners of her mouth and smiled politely, and only then did she notice that there were two other people on the other sofa, but they also stood up at this time.

"This is Chunfeng...... This is his wife, named Xia Jing. ”