After I kicked out my boss, I became a landlady

Wen Nuan was in the stairwell, her heart pounding with nervousness.

She looked around, her eyes full of vigilance, carefully confirming whether there was really no one around.

She was wearing a simple light blue dress, the hem of which swayed slightly with her nervous steps.

Holding the bag tightly in his hands.

She walked down quietly, taking every step carefully, for fear of making any noise and attracting other people's attention.

The lights in the stairwell flickered, adding to the tense atmosphere.

After a lot of effort, Wen Nuan reached the door.

Her hand trembled slightly as she reached for the door handle, feeling both excited and nervous.

Just as she was about to open the door, suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears like thunder: "Where are you going?"

The voice was serious and majestic, causing Wen Nuan to freeze in place instantly.

Wen Nuan turned her head, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down.

She shook her bag, tried to make her voice sound natural and relaxed, and said to Father Wen in a flattering way, "I didn't go anywhere, Dad."

After she finished speaking, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the trash can next to her, and an excuse suddenly came to her mind.

She quickly ran over, picked up the trash can, and said as if nothing had happened, "I'm going out to throw away the trash."

Dad Wen frowned, his eyes full of suspicion.

He rushed forward, snatched the trash from Wen Nuan's hand, and said to her, "You don't have to do this kind of trivial matter, I can do it. You go upstairs and have a rest."

Father Wen's tone was firm and unquestionable.

Wen Nuan bit her lips, feeling lost.

She looked at Father Wen helplessly, and the bag in her hand dropped limply.

She was unwilling to go back like this, her eyes rolled around, and suddenly an idea came to her.

Wen Nuan said to her father with a smile: "Dad, look how dirty this garbage is. Don't touch it. Let me throw it away. You are our family's treasure. How can you do such dirty work?"

Father Wen rolled his eyes at her and said, "Don't try to be so rude. Hurry up and get up."

Wen Nuan refused to give in, twisting her body and acting coquettishly, "Oh, Dad, just let me go. I promise to come back right after throwing out the garbage and never run around. If you're worried, you can watch over me at the door."

Father Wen was so annoyed by Wen Nuan that he said, "Girl, why are you so weird today? Are you so enthusiastic about throwing away the garbage? Tell me, do you have any evil ideas?"

Wen Nuan waved her hands quickly and said innocently, "No, Dad, I just want to do something for the family. Can you just trust me this time?"

Father Wen snorted and said, "No, hurry up and go up, don't mess around here."

Wen Nuan hung her head and muttered softly, "Humph, stingy dad, it's just throwing away some garbage, why are you so nervous?"

Then he walked upstairs reluctantly, looking back at the door as he walked, hoping to find a chance to slip out.

Father Wen looked at Wen Nuan's back as she left, shook his head slightly, and thought to himself, "Humph, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. You're still too young to fight me."

There was a hint of pride in Wen's father's eyes, as if he had just successfully prevented a "disaster".

He tightened the garbage bag in his hand, turned around and walked towards the trash can, muttering as he walked: "This girl must be up to something again, I have to keep a close eye on her."

Father Wen's figure gradually walked away in the corridor, leaving only silence.

When Wen Nuan returned to the room, she sat down on the bed with a frustrated look on her face.

She thought to herself, "This dad is too difficult to deal with. I have to think of a more powerful way."

Alas, Wen Nuan sat helplessly in the room, sighing softly.

Although Dad Wen said that he would not stop them from being together, whenever she wanted to go out, Dad Wen would immediately stop her and not let her see Yang Chi.

This was the fifth time she had been stopped, and this was in just less than two days.

Even though they would chat on WeChat, Wen Nuan always felt strange that they hadn't met. She really wanted to see Yang Chi.

Wen Nuan leaned helplessly against the window, wearing a light blue dress, the hem of her dress fluttering gently in the breeze.

Her long, shiny black hair was blown by the breeze, and a few strands of hair fell on her cheeks, adding a touch of softness.

At this moment, a WeChat notification sound rang from Wen Nuan's phone. She quickly picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Yang Chi.

"Uncle still won't let you go out?"

Wen Nuan quickly replied: "Yes, I just walked to the door and was stopped again."

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of loss.

"It doesn't matter. I will try to satisfy my uncle."

Wen Nuan looked at these words and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

"But I really want to see you."

How she wished that Yang Chi could appear in front of her at this moment, give her a warm hug, and let her feel his presence.

Suddenly, Wen Nuan heard a slight sound coming from the window.

She turned her head in surprise and saw Yang Chi crawling towards her from the opposite window.

"Yang Chi, what's wrong with you..." Wen Nuan widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Her fair face was full of shock and her cherry lips were slightly open.

Only then did Wen Nuan remember that his balcony was opposite the balcony of her room.

Yang Chi quickly climbed into the room, climbed onto the balcony, dusted himself off, and said with a warm smile, "Because you wanted to see me, and I wanted to see you, so I crawled over here."

There was a fiery light flashing in his eyes, as if stars were flowing in them.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans, looking sunny and handsome.

Wen Nuan looked at Yang Chi in front of her, feeling an indescribable emotion in her heart.

Suddenly, Wen Nuan smiled, and that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and moving.

She tilted her head slightly, a playful twinkle in her eyes, and said, "Do we look like we're having an affair?"

She recalled that during this period of time, every time she wanted to go out to see Yang Chi, her father would stop her. Now they could only communicate in such a sneaky way, and she couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Yang Chi was stunned for a moment after hearing what she said, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was wearing simple casual clothes and standing there, the sunlight shining on his body, as if giving him a layer of golden glow.

His eyes were full of doting, and he responded softly: "You, what are you thinking about in your little head?"

Wen Nuan pouted slightly after hearing what Yang Chi said, and said, "Isn't it? It's so difficult every time we meet, it feels like we are doing something shameful."

Yang Chi walked to Wen Nuan, gently held her hand, and said, "Don't think like that, this is only temporary. I will try my best to make my uncle recognize me so that we can be together openly."

Wen Nuan looked at Yang Chi, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She knew that Yang Chi had been working hard for their future, and his determination made her feel at ease.

"But I don't know how long I have to wait." There was a hint of worry in the warm voice.

Yang Chi gently stroked the warm hair and said, "Don't worry, we will work hard together. Believe me, one day, we will get the blessing of our uncle and no longer be as sneaky as we are now."

Wen Nuan leaned on Yang Chi's shoulder, feeling his warmth.