The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

"It's you!" Zhang Jinle rushed over in two or three steps. "The counselor told us that we would have a new roommate, and it turned out to be you!"

Zhuang Xiao also smiled and hugged her, "What a coincidence!"

As she said this, Zhuang Xiao's gaze gradually drifted to Tu Yan. She was a freshman and Zhang Jinle was a sophomore, and they could not arrange for them to live in the same dormitory no matter what they did.

Tu Yan smiled as he watched the girls chattering away, then looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late. Since we're destined to meet, why don't we have a meal together?"

Zhang Jinle and the others then looked at Tu Yan, and they were a little afraid to look at him.

So handsome.

Handsome and with a strong aura.

In fact, they had met once before during the last sketching session. Zhang Jinle started gossiping at that time, but Zhuang Xiao insisted that he was a kind-hearted boss.

Now Tu Yan has been sent to the school dormitory. How can there be such a boss?

Zhang Jinle poked Zhuang Xiao and said with a wink, "Isn't he the boss this time?"

Not only Zhang Jinle and the other two were looking at Zhuang Xiao, but even Tu Yan's eyes drifted over with an expression as if to see what you have to say.

What else could Zhuang Xiao say? She could only praise Tu Yan, "This is my kind, generous and upright former boss and current boyfriend."

After getting Zhuang Xiao's personal confirmation, Tu Yan raised the corners of his mouth, took Zhuang Xiao's hand naturally, and nodded to the three people, "Hello, I am Xiaoxiao's boyfriend, Tu Yan."

"It's our first meeting. Could you please do us a favor and have a simple meal together?"

When my roommate's boyfriend invites me to dinner, I naturally cannot refuse, so I think I can always invite him back later.

But they didn't expect that this instantaneous change would take place in a revolving restaurant in City A, with the best seats by the window, a table full of dishes they couldn't even name, and four or five waiters ready to respond at any time...

After the meal, Zhang Jinle's gaze towards Zhuang Xiao became strange.

He had a strong desire to express himself, but he had to endure it because Tu Yan was present.

After dinner, Tu Yan’s driver drove them back to school in a seven-seater Rolls-Royce. At the school gate, he gave Zhuang Xiao a lot of instructions.

"You need to take care of your health. If you can't attend the physical education class at school, don't go."

"If the food in the cafeteria doesn't taste good, don't eat it. I'll have someone bring it to you."

"Don't eat from street vendors, especially those with a lot of oil, salt, and spicy food. You know your situation."

……

The three of them stood not far away, listening to Tu Yan, such a cool and handsome guy, instructing them on every detail, just like his own father. It was really a bit disillusioning.

After speaking for nearly five minutes, Tu Yan finally finished speaking and began his closing remarks, "The most important thing is..." Don't tire yourself out. You don't have to get the scholarship.

Before Tu Yan could finish his words, Zhuang Xiao answered first, "The most important thing is that I will miss Tu Tu."

Tu Yan looked at Zhuang Xiao, who seemed to be concerned about being at the school gate, so he did nothing and said nothing.

It was Zhuang Xiao's turn to assign him tasks. "So you have to say good morning and good night to me every morning and evening. I can't live without you for a day, so you have to video chat with you every day, meet you on weekends, and kiss me..."

My life value cannot be cut off. I cannot meet my friends in person. I have to spend the money I earn on the day I watch the video. I must earn more on the weekends.

The smile in Tu Yan's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and he stroked her hair restrainedly, "Go ahead."

After Tu Yan's car drove away, Zhang Jinle couldn't hold back any more, "Ahhh! Zhuang Xiaoxiao, tell me, where did you find such a handsome, rich, and infatuated boyfriend?"

"I chased him myself." Zhuang Xiao told the truth, "It was very hard."

Zhang Jinle didn't believe it at all, and said excitedly, "I knew something was wrong between you two. The way he looked at you was not innocent at all~"

"Okay, okay..." Zhuang Xiao raised his hands in surrender, "You are still very observant."

Zhuang Xiao's second college life began with fun and play. Unlike the last time when she faced the dual pressure of physical and financial pressure brought by working and studying, this time, she was just like all the carefree and relaxed classmates around her.

Be able to devote yourself to learning, absorb knowledge whether it is interesting or boring, and exchange day after day of immersion in painting for the sense of accomplishment at the last moment.

On Friday, Tu Yan would drive over to pick her up.

He moved to a new apartment, a two-bedroom apartment with a large studio and study separated by a sliding door.

The painting that Zhuang Xiao had drawn before with childish brushstrokes was hanging in his new study.

Sometimes, the two of them would spend most of the day in their own workshops. At mealtime, one would cook while the other would clumsily help out. Or Tu Yan would use his money to hire a chef to come to their house or have his homemade dishes delivered to them...

In short, this space is already filled with traces of another person.

Tu Yan, who has a strong sense of boundaries, is happy to see all this happen.

Of course, when Zhuang Xiao secretly ordered snail noodles because he was greedy, Tu Yan was still very dissatisfied.

But in the end, after Zhuang Xiaojiao said, "I want to eat~", she compromised.

"I couldn't eat something before, but now I can finally eat it. Can you let me eat it for once?"

The only right Tu Yan fought for was, "You are not allowed to cook at home, and don't order takeout from the street. If you want to eat, I'll ask a reliable restaurant to make it and deliver it to you."

Sometimes, the two of them, like all ordinary, loving couples, lie on the sofa in the living room, eating potato chips and watching movies.

Of course, it was Zhuang Xiao who was eating the potato chips. Tu Yan couldn't stand the "crunching" sound, and even more so the food crumbs that fell on the carpet and sofa.

Because she was so full of thoughts last night, Zhuang Xiao went to bed late. Now, with the sound of the autumn rain mixed with the narration of the movie, she was already drowsy.

Tu Yan just hugged her gently, and Zhuang Xiao leaned half of her body on Tu Yan and fell into a deep sleep.

Naturally, she didn't notice that Tu Yan was looking at her sleeping face with deep eyes. His bony hands gently stroked her cheek, picked up the scattered hair, and tucked it behind her ear.

Tu Yan looked at her face and fell into thought. Now the two of them could be considered living together, and the next step would be getting engaged. Why didn't Zhuang Xiao mention it?

I clearly hinted that I wanted to be in the same household registration book with him when we first got together.

Did you forget?

still is……

Tu Yan remembered what Zhuang Xiao said, that housework is a man’s best dowry.

Then I thought about how unfamiliar and lacking I was in cooking and cleaning the house in the past two months... Could it be that he failed the assessment?

Tu Yan lowered his head and looked at Zhuang Xiao, who had rosy cheeks and slightly pouty lips while sleeping. This shouldn't be the case, as it seemed like she still liked him very much.

Do you think he is only suitable for dating and not for being a husband?

Tu Yan inexplicably felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and then he found a solution.

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On Saturday morning, Zhuang Xiao stretched out in the quilt and lay on the bed for a long time looking at the window screen that was dyed orange by the sunlight.

Zhuang Xiao was picked up by Tu Yan's driver after class on Friday. After only half a semester, she had already learned to sleep in on the mornings when she had no classes.

After staying in bed for a while, Zhuang Xiao regained consciousness. He opened the door while yawning and was dumbfounded.

A rich aroma wafted from the kitchen. In the living room, at least six or seven aunties were mopping the floor, cleaning the cupboards, and one had already placed dessert on the table...

What's happening here?