Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

His chin was held by beautiful fingers and nails dug into his cheeks, but Xing Yu didn't feel any pain at all. He patted the sofa to indicate his surrender.

"Now that Young Master Duan is in charge of my food and lodging, that house is of no use to me,"

"Damn it, I'm the one who takes care of my food and lodging, but I'm the one who gets taken advantage of, right?"

Duan Wu let go of him, rubbed his wrist, and swayed his feet on his legs.

"I'm lending you this money. If Lan Xingli was away, I definitely wouldn't lend it to him."

Xing Yu tilted his head, thinking about the meaning of this sentence. Does it mean that Lan Xingli's weight in the young man's heart is not as important as his?

Xing Yu was surprised to win in such a comparison for the first time.

"You think Xingli is not as good as me?"

"Of course, he is no match for even one of your fingers."

"Master Duan said so, I will take it seriously."

"Take it seriously. When has this young master ever said anything against his will?"

Duan Wu really doesn't have to say anything against his will, and he doesn't have to please anyone.

What a lovely character.

Xing Yu took Duan Wu's card without hesitation, said thank you and rushed to the hospital.

[008: Master, you are a bit arrogant]

[Who can I blame? I was thrown into ancient times to be a little eunuch for reincarnation in order to help you study. I almost got a concussion from kowtows. Now that I have such an awesome father, how long will I not be arrogant? ]

008 couldn't argue with him, because in the system space he was also relying on his father Duan Wu to bully others.

Even though it scored 37 points, it was not demoted, all thanks to its good father!

……

ACentral Hospital

Lan Xingli finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Xing Yu would help him. No matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to get 500,000 yuan through formal channels in a short period of time.

Xing Yu was different. He knew very well that although his brother came from a grassroots background, he had accumulated some connections over the years by working honestly and hard.

It's a pity that the other party seems to be losing himself in the pursuit of money and is sinking deeper and deeper into my path.

Lan Xingli felt that the tacit understanding between their fingers had disappeared and they were drifting further and further apart.

"Xingli!"

The man was wearing a black vest and a light gray shirt jacket, and he didn't look like he was thirty years old at all.

"Brother, you are here."

When Xing Yu heard this name, he smiled knowingly, and in his heart he had already forgotten the unpleasant confrontation between them some time ago.

There is no reason for an older brother to be petty with a younger brother.

"Is Auntie awake now?"

"She said she was in pain, and the doctor just gave her some medicine, and she's already asleep." Lan Xingli sighed, looking at the person who didn't look like he had any money. "Don't worry about the money, brother. I'll find a way."

Touching the bank card in his trouser pocket that the young man had thrown to him, Xing Yu suddenly felt a little despicable.

Apart from being nicer to Duan Wu, he had no other way to repay him.

In fact, among the many rumors about Duan Wu, only one is completely true.

That is the endless and bottom-line love that Duan Xiao, the father, has for his only son.

Perhaps everything about Duan Wu is the best in the world, whether he is a chef, nutritionist, stylist, bodyguard, personal doctor or any other position around him, they are all much more professional than he looks.

He has a thick face and is old.

Fortunately, he drove pretty well, and Duan Wu's legs were safe from now on.

"I'll go pay the money."

Lan Xingli looked at him in surprise. Xing Yu had just bought a house not long ago, so where did the money come from?

Then he understood, and the gratitude in his eyes faded a little. It seems that there are many benefits to following Duan Wu.

Duan Wu’s card did not have a password, and when he swiped it on the machine it showed that the deduction was successful.

Xing Yu wiped his face. Although he had solved Lan Xingli's difficulties, the heaviness in his heart had not gone away.

"Thank you, brother. I will make money and pay you back as soon as possible."

Lan Xingli pulled him gratefully, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"But I still want to remind you that you shouldn't have any expectations of Duan Wu. It's best to leave him as soon as possible."

Xing Yu's expression was gloomy, with complicated emotions hidden under his eyelashes. After a long while, he spoke:

"This money belongs to Duan Wu. He is different from what you think."

"Of course I know that this money belongs to Duan Wu," Lan Xingli said with a bitter smile, "He wanted to give me millions to buy me an afternoon to watch a movie with him. This money is easy for him to get."

"No, I borrowed it from him. I will return it to him. You don't have to worry about it."

After saying this, Xing Yu took the initiative to turn around and leave the hospital for the first time.

Maybe people really do change.

The younger brother is not sensible, so the older brother has to take on these responsibilities.

Duan Wu learned everything that happened in the hospital through 008. He is indeed the man who can step into the class-divided fashion circle step by step from the grassroots in the future.

Lan Xingli was a more selfish person than he had imagined.

But why would Xing Yu, a veteran who has been in society for more than a decade, be manipulated by a guy who is eight years younger than him and has not yet shown his talents?

While I was thinking about all the possibilities, Duan Xiao called me.

"Boy, why did you go to the hospital and spend half a million?"

"I lent it to my brother. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Duan Xiao knew that this kid had his old problem again, so he took a deep breath.

"You haven't been cheated?"

"Hey, what's wrong with cheating 500,000 yuan? My dad can earn it back by collecting two floors of rent."

Duan Wu spoke smugly to the person on the other end of the phone, being so heartless that Duan Xiao laughed in anger.

Although it was true, he didn't want anyone to deceive his son Duan Xiao.

After giving a few instructions, he called the Duan family's housekeeper and asked him to check who was around Duan Wu recently.

Duan Xiao, as his name suggests, even though Duan Wu is a stupid person with a lot of money, no one dares to mess with him.

Everyone says Duan Wu will be reincarnated.

……

"I want to eat roast duck from Guanglinji."

Listening to the noise on the other end of the phone, Xing Yu could imagine Duan Wu's usual expression and little movements.

"Okay, I'll take it back as soon as possible." His tone was more submissive than before, with a hint of gentleness that he himself hadn't even noticed.

Guanglinji is said to be the shop of the descendants of the imperial chef. Without reservation, the queue will take more than two hours.

But Xing Yu reported Duan Wu's membership number, and soon he took home a delicious roast duck beautifully packed.

Having money is good. This is Xing Yu's biggest feeling after following Duan Wu for a month.

Although I knew it a long time ago, it is still desirable to experience the privileges of being rich firsthand.

Fortunately, the Duan family is at such a level that even the privileges they have will not affect ordinary people like them at all.

The difference is huge. Just like before he met Duan Wu, he never thought that custom-making a suit would cost seven figures.

"How about it? I want to wear it when my dad returns to China."

The dignified and tall young man was wearing a world-class custom-made suit, with an upright figure and an arrogant demeanor.

"Very handsome, Mr. Duan." Duan Wu's handsomeness was unquestionable.

Duan Wu looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. He pointed at Xing Yu and gave him a coquettish look.

"Give him a set too. It's too late to make it custom-made, so just modify it according to his body shape."

Before Xing Yu could refuse, Duan Wu stood on tiptoe and hooked his shoulders.

"When you attend these events with me, a suit is a must, you know?"

Xing Yu, who is 88 meters tall and weighs kilograms, filled his chest with several samples. He is tall and sturdy, and looks extremely tough.

No one could tell that beneath this appearance was a sensitive and inferior heart, and long-standing regrets.