After I went bankrupt, the school beauty became a CEO and wanted to support me?

Soothing my restless mood bit by bit.

Watching Chen Shuo cooking is a pleasure.

Watching him roll up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms, which were slightly tense.

The movements are crisp and neat.

This is what he has practiced over the past few years.

In silence.

Indicate that the pickled fish has been prepared.

When the lid of the pot is opened, hot steam rises and the fragrance hits you.

Chen Shuo picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, blew on it, and then turned around and put it into Su Qingwan's mouth:

"what about the taste?"

"Master Chen's craftsmanship is getting better and better." Su Qingwan said sincerely.

Master Chen chuckled and said, "Of course!"

"I'm not exaggerating, but when I was selling pickled fish on the street, the line of people stretched two miles!"

Su Qingwan smiled and asked, "Have you ever sold pickled fish?"

"Yeah! Pickled fish was very popular before."

Chen Shu nodded, then said with a sad face, "But because I was too conscientious, the materials were all the freshest, and the prices were not as high as those of my competitors. I did a lot of work but earned too little, so I gave up."

As we were talking, there was a sudden loud noise outside the door, crackling and clattering, like someone moving.

Chen Shuo put the pickled fish on the dining table and didn't intend to pay attention to the noise outside.

I just didn't expect their voices to get louder and louder.

Chen Shuo stood up and walked to the door. Just as he was about to close the wooden door for ventilation, he saw through the security door outside that the other three residents on the same floor were actually moving things out at the same time.

Moving at the same time?

This is too coincidental, right?

Chen Shuo looked outside the house with some surprise.

I saw the family living next door to me among a group of moving company workers.

It was a family of four.

Chen Shuo still remembers that he met the male owner of this house downstairs a few days ago. The man had just been laid off and sat downstairs for a long time with his things in his arms. There were cigarette butts all under his feet.

The whole person exudes a decadent atmosphere.

And now.

The other party was beaming, as if he had won the lottery.

Seeing Chen Shu standing inside the security door wearing an apron, he asked in confusion, "Why haven't you moved yet?"

"what?"

Chen Shu was stunned.

What's happening here?

"Oh—" Seeing Chen Shu's confused expression, the man suddenly remembered something, "I forgot you rented here!"

"I guess your landlord will come over soon to remind you to move out."

move place?

Although Yu Xiaogang introduced this house as his own, the real owner of the house is definitely Su Qingwan.

now.

The landlord was standing inside the house.

How come he didn't know to move?

Chen Shuo looked at Su Qingwan behind him with doubt.

Su Qingwan heard the noise at the door and walked over. She shook her head slightly at Chen Shu to indicate that she didn't know about this matter.

This is the little home I have always dreamed of.

The two of them have lived together for so long, how could she bear to sell it?

Chen Shuo thought this matter was a bit strange.

She asked the man:

"Did you sell the house?"

"Yes!"

The man nodded and said, "Not only did I sell it, but the two houses next door also sold it."

Chen Shu was surprised and asked, "They've all been sold?"

An even worse premonition came over me.

If it was just the man selling his house, Chen Shu could understand it was because he was unemployed and couldn't pay the mortgage, but if all three families were selling together...

Surprising!

So weird.

The man raised his voice and said mysteriously to Chen Shushen:

"We even discussed it privately, and it turned out that the same person bought it."

"I don't know where this God of Wealth came from, but he bought so many apartments in one go."

“It’s not a very high-quality community…”

"Strange, so strange."

The stairwell was bustling with people coming and going.

Chen Shuo only felt a chill.

This inhumane behavior...

too familiar.

Yao Siman's fiery figure instantly appeared in Chen Shuo's mind.

Oh shit.

Toxic!

Chen Shuo's eyes darkened. If it was really her, why would she do this? Or was she just imagining things like before? Watching the fun? Torturing him? Teasing him?

All kinds of questions flooded into Chen Shuo's mind like a tide.