Chapter 61: Making, Type (1)

On the first day I was a model for Cheng Yifei, Cheng Yifei didn't draw me. He took me to a place - to an apartment, to be exact.

The location of the apartment is good, in the bustling area of the city, in a quiet high-end residential area.

The air is fresh and the scenery is beautiful, a small river flows leisurely through it, an arched bridge is erected, the clear water is filled with fish swimming happily, and the road is lined with French plane trees, and the foliage covers the sky.

The apartment, twenty-eight floors.

Take the elevator up to the eighth floor.

The decoration of the small apartment is very new, very luxurious and magnificent, snow-white walls, imitation pine furniture, light blue fine linen curtains, the wooden floor is the light color slightly exposed by the natural grain of the wood, it is easy to remind people of the vast forest and the fragrance of the logs, stepping on it barefoot, there is a pure feeling of nature.

One bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, and a large terrace.

The terrace is beautiful. The perimeter is all enclosed with tempered glass, the ground is covered with a green grass-proof carpet, a coffee table, a leisure sofa, and a vertical adjustable metal trolley floor lamp is placed next to it.

The inside of the glass on the outside is a curtain with roller blinds, and when it is sunny, you can fully enjoy the sun and watch the moon and stars at night.

Cheng Yifei threw a bunch of keys to me:

"Mi Xiaoke, you can live here in the future, this is the key to the apartment. ”

I was stunned and stammered:

"I ...... I live here......? Why?"

Cheng Yifei said lightly: "The broken place you live in is not safe. I don't want anything wrong with you or anything to happen to you during our one-year contract. ”

"But......" I bit my lip.

"But what? Mi Xiaoke, you have so many questions. Cheng Yifei looked at me and frowned: "You won't sue me, you don't like it here, right?"

I muttered, "I like it, but it's ......."

Cheng Yifei raised a corner of his eyebrows: "But what?"

I was embarrassed and muttered, "I ...... It's inconvenient for me to live here because I have to go to the hospital every day to see me...... My brother, it's too far from the hospital to take the bus. I...... I'm still, let's live in the house I'm renting now. ”

Cheng Yifei asked, "Just this question?"

I said, "Yes." ”

When I rented the house I live in today, not only because the rent is cheap, but also because it is near the hospital, less than two bus stops. Every time I go to the hospital, I walk, less than 10 minutes, and I can save two dollars in bus fares for each round trip, and sometimes, I have to go to the hospital several times a day.

This apartment is not bad, but it is too far away from the hospital, and to see Jiang Ziyu once, it takes at least an hour to squeeze the bus, and it takes two hours to go back and forth.

Cheng Yifei was still expressionless, and said lightly: "If this is the problem, it is easy to solve." You don't have to squeeze the bus, just drive yourself. ”

I bowed my head and didn't speak.

If I have the money to buy a car, do I need to be so shameless, □□ my clothes, and model Cheng Yifei? Cheng Yifei is really full and doesn't know how hungry and hungry, and he doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, just like the French queen Maria Antoinette, who is so poor that she has no bread to eat, she replied, then let them eat cake.

Who expected, I miscalculated.

Cheng Yifei is not the Chinese version of Maria Antoinette.

(To be continued)