Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

The burly man just smiled and said, "You said he has no money, but he has money to buy alcohol every night. It's not like he doesn't even have money for a taxi."

The filter in Lan Ya's heart was shattered again. She didn't understand why Xingge'ao did this.

If, if the strong landlord has a bad temper and finds a stranger sleeping in his bed, will she be beaten by the strong man, will she be injured, and then Xingge'ao will rush out to protect her?

If nothing happens, Xingge'ao will gain her favor. If something happens, Xingge'ao might conflict with the landlord for her, and she might be even more touched.

But in the final analysis, isn't this Xingge'ao's own problem?

She didn't dare to think about it any further, as she thought of what Xingge'ao said about his former landlord being a "female tenant".

If the landlord is still the original "female tenant", then Xingge'ao's behavior is not just breaking into someone else's bedroom and ignoring other people's privacy?

"Girl, I think you must be a star. You should deal with the work at hand. The phone kept ringing while you slept."

Lan Ya was shocked and quickly picked up her phone. Her agent had called her more than ten times, and when she didn't answer, he bombarded her with messages on WeChat.

Xingge'ao obviously did not take Lan Ya's personal influence into consideration. When Princess Xingge'ao held her in her arms, photos of Lan Ya were already flying everywhere.

What is surprising is that in those vague photos, her face is high-definition and complete, while Xingge'ao's face is extremely blurry, and only the general outline can be seen, erasing his greasy details, and he even looks a bit handsome.

It was as if someone was deliberately focusing the blame on her.

If there weren't a kind-hearted chaebol behind her helping her suppress the heat, her scandal would probably be among the top trending searches, which would undoubtedly be a devastating blow to her entertainment career.

Her face looked gloomy. After checking all the messages, she sent Xinggeao one thousand yuan, but finally chose to block Xinggeao's WeChat.

Xinggeao, who had received 1,000 yuan, was happy to think that Lan Ya had accepted him. When he was about to start the next relationship, he was caught off guard by being blocked.

"Lan Ya, what's wrong with you? What happened? Did the company ask you to block me?"

"Xingge'ao..." Lan Ya's voice trembled a little. "Our fate ends here. It's better not to contact each other in the future."

"You take your Yangguan Road, and I take mine."

Lan Ya hung up the phone and looked towards Xingge'ao's bedroom. She finally understood why he didn't let Lan Ya sleep in his bed.

The room was filled with a strong smell of cigarettes and alcohol, with cigarette butts and Brave the World glass bottles scattered everywhere. She didn't look like she was broke, but rather... self-indulgent. It seemed she had no excuse.

Suddenly, her filter for Xingge'ao was shattered.

She thought Xingge'ao was an excellent person, but what exactly was he excellent about? She couldn't seem to remember his excellent points, and even his behavior was a bit disgusting.

She may have liked Xinggeao in the past, but now she just needs to give him some help, there is really no need to get closer.

She'd met so many men in Vanity Fair, so why did she have to hang around Xingge'ao? It was really strange.

The burly landlord reported Lan Ya's situation truthfully.

As the boss, it is easy for Ning Jun to buy a hot search to protect himself.

In the original text, the outstanding male protagonist is always surrounded by a bunch of outstanding female friends, and there is also a female protagonist who silently endures everything, does not fight or get jealous, is willing to wash the male protagonist's underwear, and can forgive everything.

Zhou An was jealous for a while because Xing Ge'ao brought a celebrity female companion home.

Unfortunately, no one is jealous of him now.

Meanwhile, Xingge'ao, finally sensing something was amiss, suddenly realized what was happening and tried to contact Lan Ya, only to have all her calls blocked. Even Lan Ya's itinerary in Hai City had changed, leaving no one aware of her whereabouts.

A thousand yuan wasn't even enough to keep him alive for three weeks, so what could he do? Xingge'ao punched the wall, leaving a large dent.

Didn't he expect that his friendship with Lan Ya for many years was only worth a thousand dollars?

Sure enough, after coming ashore, Lan Ya had become addicted to the life of luxury and decadence. She was no longer the Lan Ya he loved in his heart. She had changed!

Didn't he just carry Lan Ya home and was photographed by the paparazzi, accidentally causing her some scandal? Was it necessary to do this?

What celebrity isn't surrounded by scandals? He was desperate at the time, wasn't he just trying to get Lan Ya some rest? How could he be blamed for this?

But fortunately, Lan Ya was just a fish in his pond.

Without Lan Ya, there are still Cui Ya and Hong Ya. He always has many ex-girlfriends, enough to help him through the difficult times.

Thinking of this, he dialed the phone number of his ex-girlfriend.

"Hello, Zaima? How have you been lately?" A classic opening move.

"Ah, it's Xingge'ao. We've let it go and I have a new boyfriend. To avoid misunderstandings, please don't contact me using this number in the future. Thank you."

The ex-girlfriend spoke without hesitation. She finished her entire conversation in a series of sentences and then hung up the phone, leaving Xinggeao shivering in the cold wind.

By the time Xinggeao called again, his ex-girlfriend, a rich girl, was already getting a little impatient. "What else do you want?"

"I just wanted to ask how you've been lately. I'm just friends and don't have any other thoughts. Is the guitar I gave you still there?"

Xinggeao plans to take a step back first, using the items with shared memories as a bond, retreating to advance, letting the other party fall into memories while narrowing the distance between the two.

"Oh, that guitar you mentioned has been burned by fire." The rich girl said indifferently, "You know, there are many wildfires in America."

Only then did Xinggeao recall that his ex-girlfriend seemed to have gone abroad to study and then left him.

"If you need it, I'll compensate you." Another thousand yuan arrived on WeChat. "If you want to reminisce about our past, you can definitely come to California for my wedding."

"What?" Xingge'ao's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're married? Why didn't you tell me?"

"What a fuss! Didn't our relationship end a long time ago? Wouldn't it be irresponsible to my current boyfriend if I continued to be entangled with you? You are really weird." The rich girl unilaterally hung up the transatlantic call to prevent Xingge'ao from running out of phone credit.