Like you in the sun

In Jinghai City, Zhang Yan lost her only source of income after being abandoned by her boss who had supported her for many years.

However, years of indulgent life had already cultivated a habit of being lazy and gluttonous, and he spent every day hanging out in various nightclubs or informal bars.

Now I have no idea of ​​finding a job to live a stable life, and I don’t have any skills to support myself.

She has almost spent all her savings and has not yet found a rich husband, or even a man who can give her some money.

There is no way to just think about selling the house and continue to maintain the status quo.

And that day I received a call from my mother in my hometown, and I knew that she was asking for money again.

Zhang Yan's mother: "Yanzi, Qiangqiang has already found a house in the city, but he's still short of some money."

Zhang Yan: "I already remitted 100,000 yuan to you last time."

Zhang Yan's mother: "One hundred thousand yuan is not enough! Send some more money to Qiangqiang."

Zhang Yan: “I don’t have any money.”

Zhang Yan's mother: "How come you have no money after working there for so many years? Send another 100,000 yuan to Qiangqiang now."

Zhang Yan: "I said I have no money, I have no money! Not a penny!"

"I've sold my car, my business failed and now I owe a lot of money."

Zhang Yan's mother yelled on the phone: "You prodigal son, why are you trying to learn how to do business without even looking at your own weight? Do you have the brains for it?"

Zhang Yan said impatiently: "If I can't pay back the money, I will be sued..."

Zhang Yan's mother interrupted, "You owe others money, so find a way to pay it back yourself."

After saying that, he hung up the phone angrily.

But Zhang Yan just smiled indifferently, as if she had long since been indifferent to all these sarcasms.

When I was making a bucket of instant noodles to eat, the door was suddenly opened.

Zhang Yan came out of the bedroom and said happily, "Honey, I thought you were missing."

However, the person who opened the door was not Yang Zhicai.

Zhang Yan: "Who are you? How do you have the key to my house?"

Man: “Is this your home?”

Zhang Yan: "My home."

Man: "How can this be your home? This is my house."

Zhang Yan: “You are joking!”

Man: "Who is kidding me? If you don't pay the rent, I will move out."

Zhang Yan: "What's the rent?"

Then he found the property deed in the bedroom and said angrily, "Did you see it? The property deed! This is my house, get out now! I don't think you are a thief."

Man: "How can you talk like that? Who are you calling a thief?"

The two of them started arguing loudly and swearing at each other.

The noise soon alarmed the surrounding neighbors, who came to watch. Zhang Yan cursed and pushed the man.

The two continued to curse at each other in the police station until the neighbors who were watching the scene called the police.

The policeman angrily said, "Stop! Stop arguing! This is the police station."

"Tell me what happened first."

Zhang Yan: "This man is a thief who broke into my house and stole things. I caught him red-handed."

Man: "Don't slander me. You owe me rent and you call me a thief."

While the police were checking the ownership of the property, Zhang Yan and the man were still swearing at each other.

Police: "Stop arguing! We have checked and found out that this house belongs to this gentleman."

Zhang Yan: "Are you kidding me? Have you seen this property certificate? It clearly says that this is my house!"

Police: "This property certificate is fake."

"We haven't found this person named Yang Zhicai you mentioned!"

Man: "Yang Zhicai? Is that Yang Shuan? He's a car repairman on Jiuchang Street and rents my house."

"It was time to pay the rent recently and suddenly I couldn't get in touch with you."

As he spoke, he took out the rental contract from his bag.

Zhang Yan looked at the photo on the ID copy on the rental contract and broke down crying, "How could it be Yang Shuan? Impossible... Impossible..."

"He cheated me out of more than 300,000 yuan, which was all my savings."

After the case was filed, Zhang Yan realized that she had been defrauded of everything she had. She got drunk alone.

In Kyoto City, accompanied by the sound of high heels tapping on the ground, Zhen Lan took off her sunglasses as she walked into the Chen Group and took the elevator.

After waiting in the reception room for a long time, I finally saw Chen Yang who had just finished a meeting.

Zhen Lan: "Mr. Chen, it's really not easy to see you once."

Chen Yang: "There are people down there who are specifically responsible for coordinating work matters."

Zhen Lan: "Mr. Chen, is work the only thing in your life?"

Chen Yang: “Hmm?”

Zhen Lan's hand slowly slid from Chen Yang's chest to the waistband and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you have time to have dinner with me tonight?"

Chen Yang grabbed Zhen Lan's arm and replied, "Is this why you came to me?"

Zhen Lan: "Mr. Chen, I really like you."

Chen Yang's face was expressionless, and he replied calmly: "Zhen Lan..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhen Lan placed her index finger on Chen Yang's lips and interrupted him, "Mr. Chen, please stop talking."

"I understand. I know you don't believe in marriage. I also know that I am not worthy of you."

"As long as I can contact you, I will be satisfied! Even if I am just one of them."

Chen Yang: "You need to think it over carefully! Don't waste your youth. Falling in love over time will never happen to me."

"Of course, since you follow me, I won't treat you unfairly."

Zhen Lan unfastened the buckle on Chen Yang's belt and asked, "Mr. Chen, why don't we discuss this?"

Chen Yang: "Let's go to the hotel."

Zhen Lan: "Why can't you be in the office today?"

Chen Yang: “It’s not convenient.”

"Take this card and go to the hotel and wait for me."

Zhen Lan arrived at the five-star international hotel which is one of the properties of Chen Group, and couldn't help but marvel at its nobility and splendor.

The country's top hotels are representative benchmarks of this city.

Zhen Lan took Chen Yang's room card and went to the hotel front desk without saying a word.

When the lobby manager at the front desk saw that it was Chen Yang's special room card, he respectfully took Zhen Lan to the room in person.

He opened the door, bent over and said with a smile: "Hello, ma'am, please come in."

"This is the presidential suite reserved for Mr. Chen. If you need anything, just let me know."

Zhen Lan replied with satisfaction: "There is nothing for you to do."

The lobby manager bent down and handed the room card to Zhen Lan, then returned to his job.

After taking a shower, Zhen Lan came out wrapped in a bath towel and sat on the bed in silence.

The silk quilt on the bed feels extremely smooth, and the items in the room are precious and elegant.

Pour the decanted red wine into a pure crystal wine glass and wait for Chen Yang.

At this moment, he found that he was actually becoming greedy. It seemed that he no longer just wanted Chen Yang. The desire in his heart was somewhat difficult to control.