Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Chang Yao took a shared bicycle to the subway station and walked ten minutes to Ailin Apartment.

In the nearby fruit shop, the expensive fruits are still 504, and the cheap fruits are 604.

She knocked on the door of Room 504. The door opened and Liu Han came out: "Why are you here again?"

Chang Yao saw that her tone was not good and wondered if something happened last night.

"Ms. Wu Ling from Room 604 asked me to give this to you."

Liu Han put his hands on his chest and said coldly, "I dare not accept her fruit. She had a quarrel with her boyfriend last night. My whole ceiling was about to collapse. I went up to remind her what she said. If I dare to say anything again, I will poison our house and silence our whole family. I really can't afford to offend her."

Liu Han was about to close the door when Chang Yao held it open with her hand. "Ms. Liu, calm down. I'll treat you to breakfast."

Chang Yao asked the property management for the girl's number 604. She had just had a fight with her boyfriend and couldn't sleep all night. When she heard someone asking her out, she went there without hesitation.

When I got to the breakfast shop and saw the shrew in Room 504, my face twisted.

Chang Yao waved at her: "This way."

When the two families met, they were particularly unhappy with each other. Liu Han from 504 said coldly, "You are so venomous at such a young age. No wonder your boyfriend can't stand it."

Wu Ling gets angry when she mentions this: "If this one doesn't work, I can always find another one. Some men just don't work, so I have to make do with them."

Liu Han found this particularly irritating: "Who are you implying?"

"Who should say who."

Chang Yao said calmly, "According to the law, the decibel limit in ordinary residential areas at night is 40. If it exceeds 40, Ms. Liu Han can call the police."

When Liu Han heard the property management help, he straightened his back and said, "Did you hear that? Believe it or not, I'll call the police to arrest you."

Wu Ling pointed at them and said, "You are all in the same group."

Chang Yao looked at Liu Han and said, "The harassment is constant and the tone is nasty. The severity of the situation involves defamation and insult. Ms. Wu Ling can also call the police."

They fell silent when they heard her words. This person was not favoring any of them at all.

Chang Yao took a sip of soy milk to moisten her throat. "Ms. Liu Han is at home taking care of her husband and children. She probably doesn't want the police to come to her house often. But you are the owner of this place."

"Ms. Wu Ling works long night shifts, which is very tiring. She probably doesn't want to have a criminal record with the police, as that would make her resume look bad when she needs a background check for a new job."

Chang Yao saw that they were no longer at loggerheads and advised, "Everyone should take a step back and not make things difficult for each other. We all have to make a living."

Wu Ling and her husband used all their savings to buy this house. They plan to live here until they die. If the police come to their door, what will the neighbors think of them?

She spoke first: "As long as she is quiet at night, I won't bother her anymore."

Wu Ling is also worried about having a criminal record when she looks for a job in the future: "I try to control it."

"I hope you can restrain yourselves and cancel the complaint." Chang Yao said.

They took out their phones, logged into the Eileen Apartment page, and canceled the complaint.

After paying, Chang Yao walked out of the breakfast shop. She walked towards the subway entrance, took out her cell phone, and saw the familiar number with no notes.

"Give me some more time, and I'll give you this month's living expenses."

"The doctor said she has intestinal obstruction and needs to be hospitalized. You have to pay me now."

Chang Yao also wanted to give her money, but she had already used up all the money she could overdraw on her credit card.

"I'll find a way to deal with the money." Chang Yao hung up the phone and walked into the subway. She thought a lot in half an hour.

She pushed open the door of Feng Yi's office and mustered up the courage to walk up to him: "I need money."

Feng Yi put down the pen in his hand and looked at her: "Isn't the salary only 25,000?"

Chang Yao made up her mind: "Boss Feng, as long as you give me money, I can do anything."

"Anything is fine?" Feng Yi looked at her.

Chang Yao saw his eyes and knew what he wanted: "As long as you give me money, I can be your lover."

Feng Yi asked Wu Zhou to prepare a contract, which stipulated that Chang Yao must obey him in everything and meet his needs at all times.

Wu Zhou came in with the contract and looked at her with a complicated look. The complaints about Ailin Apartment had lasted for a month, and the property management had tried every possible way but to no avail. She had solved the problem in just two days. She was a capable person, but it was a pity that she still had to take shortcuts.

Chang Yao didn't even bother to read it. She turned to the last page and signed it, then pushed the document in front of him: "Can I pay you now?"

Feng Yi saw that she was in urgent need of money, so he took out his mobile phone and transferred 100,000 yuan to her in one go.

Chang Yao immediately transferred 5,000 yuan to her, and she would call again if it was not enough.

Being in this kind of environment, she understood one thing: the money cannot be given all at once, otherwise these people's appetites will be magnified and it will become a bottomless pit in the end.

Feng Yi put the documents in the cabinet and looked up at her: "Come here and please me."

He endured it for a few days, thinking that the addiction would gradually subside, but when Chang Yao signed the document, his blood began to boil.

Chang Yao hesitated for a moment and walked towards him. He pulled her into his arms with a slight tug.

He stared at Chang Yao: "Performance is good."

(Here Chang Yao is oppressed by Feng Yi and helps him.)

He stroked Chang Yao's waist-length curly hair and said, "Come to my house tonight."

"Okay." Chang Yao was still breathing heavily.

After a while, they tidied their clothes and returned to their respective workstations.

After get off work, Chang Yao sat in his passenger seat and followed him into the villa.

Chang Yao looked at the yard with fondness in her eyes. Here was the magic of returning to nature and finding peace of mind.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Yi couldn't help himself and kissed her, and they both fell heavily on the sofa.

Chang Yao unbuttoned his shirt, and their shadows overlapped.

In the second half of the night, Feng Yi went to the bathroom to take a shower. She supported her tired body, picked up her clothes, put them on, and left his villa.

She called a ride, and the driver looked at her and said, "Girl, you just got off work so late at night. What kind of job do you do?"

"What kind of job do you think I do?" Chang Yao opened the car window to let the wind in.

The driver looked at her several times, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Chang Yao didn't say anything more. She got off the bus, went home, washed off her fatigue, and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Yi came out of the shower and saw that there was no one on the bed. He walked out of the room and glanced downstairs to make sure that Chang Yao had left.