Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Forget it, just bear with it for a while. Mom said that once she gets married, the whole house will belong to him, and he can also get a lot of money in return, so it’s still worth it.

For the sake of the betrothal gift, he tolerated her temporarily.

He took the initiative to speak: "Hey, Xia Yun, what are you standing there for? I have to do my homework, come over and teach me."

In the wholesale market

Su Chen and his men were buying things for the school anniversary one by one, counting, paying and ticking the items. As he watched the items on the list gradually decrease, he let out a long sigh.

"Team Leader, we can finish shopping before noon. Then we can use Huolala to deliver everything in one go, which is less stressful."

Liang Yan nodded. She naturally had no objection. Compared to using classmate Su's luxury car, she would rather use Huolala. There was no other way. She really couldn't afford to compensate if the luxury car was scratched.

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Su Chen waved his hands, watched the car go away, shook his sore wrists, and breathed a sigh of relief. The shopping mission was completed, and he could go for a walk.

When he was about to leave, a voice came from behind him: "Brother Su Chen, is that you?"

Xia Yun looked at the figure from afar. It seemed the same figure she saw in the orphanage with the director's mother. She subconsciously called out, and when she saw him turn around, there was surprise in her eyes.

He trotted over and said, "You, you are really Brother Su Chen. I thought I recognized the wrong person. What a coincidence! Why are you here?"

Su Chen looked at the girl in front of him, slowly matching her pigtails with the one in his memory, and asked tentatively, "Are you... Xia Yun?"

"Yes, Brother Su Chen, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still recognize me. Do you have time now? Can I treat you to a meal?"

"If you have time, you can come alone."

Xia Yun paused, shook his head, and his eyes dimmed.

Seeing this, Su Chen changed the subject and glanced at the large box beside her: "I drove here, how about you put your things in my car first, and then I'll take you back after dinner."

"Will this be too much trouble for Brother Su Chen?"

"No, it's just a coincidence."

Xia Yun watched him go to the garage, and soon a car stopped.

Su Chen got down from the car, opened the trunk neatly, and put the box inside. Seeing that she was a little absent-minded, he called out, "Xia Yun, you can get in the car now."

"Oh, okay, Brother Su Chen."

After getting in the car and smelling the pleasant incense, Xia Yun felt a little complicated. If she was not mistaken, this car should be very expensive. Brother Su Chen was an orphan and a college student.

How could he have the money to buy such a nice car? She didn't know if she could ask. Forget it, it was Su Chen's brother's private matter, and it would be too presumptuous for her to ask.

"Xiaoyun, are you okay going back to your biological parents' home?"

"...It's not bad. My parents are in business, so we're quite well-off. I don't lack for food and drink, so I'm living a good life."

"Brother Su Chen, how are you doing now?"

Su Chen smiled and nodded, looking good-tempered: "Well, college is relatively easy. I have a lot of free time and can make some money. Life is very comfortable."

"You just arrived in the imperial capital. If you need any help, you can contact me at any time. I will definitely help if I can."

Xia Yun nodded, and when she smiled, she had two dimples. She looked very simple and innocent, like the little sister of the Lin family. She was well-behaved and easy to like.

"Brother Su Chen, I really admire Peking University and Tsinghua University. Can we go eat near there? I saw online that there are so many delicious foods in the snack street. I really want to go there."

"Of course, then I'll take you to the school snack street."

Su Chen drove the car and soon arrived at the destination. After parking the car, the two of them went into the snack street together.

My nose was sniffing the aroma of food, but my stomach was complaining.

Xia Yun held her stomach, feeling a little embarrassed, and pointed: "Brother Su Chen, do you want to eat hot pot?"

She still had 500 yuan on her, which should be enough to treat everyone to hotpot. Brother Su Chen drove a luxury car, and she didn't know if he could afford the hotpot.

"Hot pot, I haven't had it for a long time. So today is a good time to try it. This place has a lot of good reviews. Let's go and try it."

The two sat by the window and Su Chen handed them the menu.