Chapter 2: Sir, Here We Are
Wei Yuan was slightly stunned.
Glancing at Tang Qianxu cautiously, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Ma Menglian is right, in one year, Tang Qianxu has really changed a lot.
Tang Qianxu in his memory.
He is an optimistic little angel who can smile brighter than the sun.
It feels warm all the time.
She made her debut at the age of fifteen.
Since then, Wei Yuan has been by her side.
He watched Tang Qianxu climb from a little-known eighteenth-tier artist to the second and third tiers step by step.
Become a popular little flower with the same name as Sunai.
It was also him who saw Tang Qianxu in the mire with his own eyes.
Fell from the pinnacle of his career into the abyss and became notorious.
In the end, he had to quit the entertainment industry, hid in a mental hospital, and lived in waste.
Wei Yuan felt sorry for her from the bottom of his heart.
Even when the media and fans spurned her, he still never gave up on her.
Now that Tang Qianxu is back, he is happier than anyone else, and he is more worried than anyone else.
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The car drove into the most upscale residential area in Yaocheng.
Wei Yuan only then remembered that he should explain the situation of renting a house to Tang Qianxu.
"I've taken a picture of the house and sent it to you on WeChat, you've seen it."
"Hmm."
"I've already negotiated with the landlord and renovated it according to your request."
"You'll see in a while, and if there's anything you're not satisfied with, I'll find someone to change it."
"Okay."
Tang Qianxu always had a calm face, and his tone was also light.
Wei Yuan was silent for a while before he continued: "The tenant who shares the house with you, I have a brief understanding. β
"It seems that he just came back from abroad, his name is Qin Siyu."
"For the specific background, I'll go back and find someone to investigate."
In fact, he didn't approve of Tang Qianxu sharing a house with a stranger.
For Tang Qianxu, the privacy of the house must be strong.
After all, she used to be popular, and her popularity and popularity were the highest among the four little flowers in that session.
So at the beginning, there were four residential addresses that Wei Yuan chose for her.
Yaocheng's east, west, north and south, four high-end residential areasββ
Yaodong International, Yaoxi Garden, Yaonan Imperial Capital, Yaobei Shangcheng.
These four major residential areas are the gathering places of the upper class and famous families in Yaocheng.
The privacy is good, and many artists in the entertainment industry also live in these communities.
The residence that Wei Yuan rented for Tang Qianxu was located in Shangcheng, Yaobei.
There are many high-ranking nobles in this community, and there are fewer people in the entertainment industry, so the environment is better for Tang Qianxu.
It's just that there is only one house for rent in the community.
It just so happened that on the day Wei Yuan went to see the house, there was also a tenant who also fell in love with this suite.
Wei Yuan told Tang Qianxu about this, and originally wanted to change the community.
Even if the privacy is poor, it's better than sharing a room.
Unexpectedly, Tang Qianxu had finalized the house by herself, and she didn't mind sharing it.
Wei Yuan couldn't resist her, so he had to negotiate with the landlord, and finally the tenants on both sides reached a consensus and agreed to share the house.
"The house is a duplex, you live on the second floor, there is a separate staircase leading to the main entrance."
In this way, even if it is a shared house, Tang Qianxu does not have to have any intersection with another tenant.
Wei Yuan was quite satisfied with this.
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The car was parked downstairs in the unit.
Wei Yuan got out of the car first, and the gentleman helped Tang Qianxu open the car door.
It just so happened that there was another black Cayenne behind him.
Wei Yuan hurriedly returned to the car and said to Tang Qianxu, who was standing on the side of the road: "3rd floor, you go up and wait for me first." β
He finished his words and drove to the underground garage.
The black Cayenne behind drove forward for a while and stopped at the intersection where Tang Qianxu was.
The driver's door opened, and a young man in a crisp black suit stepped down.
The man wore sunglasses and glanced at Tang Qianxu before moving the wheelchair out of the trunk.
Then carefully open the door of the back seat.
"Sir, here we are."