3 Bay Street

Hankyung Building.

Su Yan reported on the phone that An Chen rented an apartment near the studio, near Huxin Park. Han Ning didn't say anything, but asked her to send him the address.

After hanging up the phone, Han Ning turned the office chair around and faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, from which he could see the coastal building opposite.

He thought for so many years, An Chen has never been in the kitchen, can't cook, can't clean, how can a person live alone?

At night, the empty house is eerily silent.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and in the darkness, Han Ning sat on the sofa, looking at the small animals painted on the wall with white paint pens, thinking of An Chen when he was a child, he felt uncomfortable again.

One day after work, Han Ning asked Lin Butler to drive around to An Chen's apartment to have a look. While waiting for the traffic light, he sat in the car and saw An Chen at a glance.

He is tall and tall, wearing a painted shirt, very eye-catching in the crowd.

Standing beside him was Zhang Li, and Zhang Li beamed with excitement and said something to him.

Han Ning frowned slightly, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and closed the car window: "Go back."

Lin Butler was a little surprised, but said nothing. The car passed through the traffic lights, then turned a corner, and returned to the original road.

An Chen caught a glimpse of a car whizzing past him, he glanced subconsciously, and Zhang Li followed him: "What's wrong?"

An Chen shook his head, he thought he might be dazzled.

Zhang Li continued to follow him, An Chen stopped, turned around and said, "Why are you following me?"

Zhang Li smiled: "I just want to visit your place."

An Chen frowned: "No need."

He is a bit like Han Ning, he has a strong sense of privacy protection in his private domain, and he doesn't want irrelevant people to get involved.

"I'll cook for you," Zhang Li knew that An Chen was ordering takeout these days, so he followed An Chen, "I'm good at cooking, I'll make you steamed fish, that's my specialty... ..."

An Chen originally had a face of resistance, but when he heard this, he hesitated.

Zhang Li saw his hesitation, and immediately ran to the nearby supermarket to buy vegetables and fish.

The apartment An Chen rented was very large, with a duplex loft with two floors, more than enough for one person to live in.

Zhang Li was not surprised. An Chen gave him the feeling that he was the type of son who had a superior life but had no experience in the world. He had this kind of temperament in him since high school, and he would never treat himself badly under any circumstances.

Zhang Li's steamed fish was well done, but An Chen only took a bite before putting down his chopsticks.

This made Zhang Li also pick up a piece and put it in his mouth. That's right, he maintained his previous cooking skills.

An Chen shook his head: "It's too salty."

Zhang Li opened his eyes wide: "Is this also called salty? I feel that I have eaten light enough. If you are so picky, who will cook for you?"

Han Ning has studied in the UK for many years, and he advocates light food and cooking.

An Chen has been eating for a long time, and has formed such a habit.

On weekdays, Han Ning prefers the steamed fish, while An Chen doesn't like it, but today, he also wants to eat it, and he can't say why.

After eating and clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, Zhang Li was kicked out of the house.

The door closed with a bang, and Zhang Li stood at the door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

This Mr. An Chen is really a typical example of crossing rivers and tearing down bridges.

As he complained silently, a sweetness rose in his heart.

However, such a good mood was disturbed when he went to the bathroom the next day.

He deliberately avoided Liu Wei these few days, Liu Wei couldn't catch him, so he stayed in the bathroom today, he knew that Zhang Li was the best employee in the world, and he came early every day to start cleaning the studio, so Liu Wei also got up early in the morning.

"I haven't seen you for a few days," Liu Wei approached Zhang Li and blew into his ear, "I miss you so much..."

Zhang Li pushed him away as soon as he was about to leave, but Liu Wei grabbed him and pressed him against the sink, "You fucking obediently make me happy, or else..."

"What else?" A cold voice sounded from behind.

As soon as Liu Wei turned his head, An Chen kicked him.The force was so great that Liu Wei fell to the ground with an ouch.

It was working time at this time, and people came out of the elevator one after another.Zhang Li was afraid that someone would see him, so he urged An Chen to leave.An Chen walked towards Liu Wei, Liu Wei moved back and pointed at him in a panic:

"What do you want to do? You, if you come here again, I will call someone!"

An Chen didn't speak, just grabbed his hair, dragged it all the way, and pressed it into the sink.

Liu Wei's scalp was numb from the pain, and the rushing water flow was blocked. All he knew was that one hand pressed his head into the water forcefully, choking him so that his hands fluttered. The illusion of being drowned, that person let him go.

Liu Wei sat limply on the floor, his hair was dripping wet, and a group of people gathered around the bathroom door to join in the fun.

"Don't let me find out a second time."

As An Chen spoke, he turned around, and the people around him immediately gave way to him, pointing and discussing, Zhang Li glanced at An Chen nervously, and was also happy to see that his expression was normal, and he walked straight away without noticing. followed suit.

Someone like Liu Wei, who is so aggressive and indifferent, needs to be taught a lesson. After suffering a lot, he is really afraid, and this matter can be considered resolved.

Zhang Li was full of joy, and spent several days sweetly, sometimes while An Chen was painting, he could laugh silently just by looking at An Chen's back.

The human heart is always dissatisfied.

He originally wanted to just stay by his side quietly, but now that An Chen helped him, he began to have extravagant desires again, and he became more and more fond of An Chen, and he was the first to come to work and the last to leave. It's better to stay in the studio for hours.