President Husband, it's too sweet

Wen Yan dragged a heavy suitcase and knocked on the door of Lin Yue's house.

...

On the sofa——Wen Yan roughly explained the whole story to Lin Yue.

After hearing this, Lin Yue propped his chin: "So, your father took a piece of land and sold you?"

Wen Yan nodded while drinking water: "It's probably like this."

It was the first time Wen Yan walked under the sun with a suitcase. He was hot and tired, sweaty and thirsty.

"And that buyer is also weird. Instead of playing with you, he asked you to sign a contract and let you go."

"Well, it's probably like this." Wen Yan didn't elaborate on the details.

"Are you free again?"

"Probably so."

"So, if you don't go home, what are you doing here with me?"

Seeing Lin Yue's obvious tendency to drive people away, Wen Yan hugged Lin Yue's leg, "Lin Yue, if you don't take me in, I'll have to sleep on the street."

"My dad sold me out, and I don't want to go back."

Lin Yue was Wen Yan's deskmate in high school.

Lin Yue's family was not very rich. After graduating from high school and failing to enter university, he moved out of the family and became independent.

Now live alone.

Wen Yan was too hot outside before, but now he is greedy for the coolness of the air conditioner, and doesn't want to go out at all, "The university starts in less than a month, so I'll just stay with you until the start of school, okay?"

"You can borrow it, just give me the money." Lin Yue said calmly.

"Lin Yue, we have been at the same table for more than a year. I remember how much I took care of you in high school. Talking about money hurts my relationship."

"Please, I'm only staying with you for a few days, not even a month."

Less than a month?Lin Yue remembered that it was only the 3rd day today.

"Lin Yue, I really can't afford the money, so you can let me live there. If you have money in the future, I'll give it back to you, okay?"

Wen Yan hugged Lin Yue's leg, shaking and shaking.Lin Yue was very thin, and his legs were also very thin. He was a little annoyed by Wen Yan's shaking, "Okay, okay, remember to pay the rent when you have money."

Wen Yan didn't let go of Lin Yue's hand, "Well, Lin Yue, can you lend me some money?"

"what?"

Wen Yan pursed his lips, "The wound on my back seems to be inflamed."

"Are you injured?" Lin Yue was a little surprised.

When Wen Yan took off his clothes, Lin Yue was even more surprised.

The originally smooth and white back was covered with terrible red spots, and strips of red scars were intertwined on the smooth and white back.

Lin Yue stretched out his hand and touched it lightly.

"It hurts." Wen Yan ducked for a while.

Lin Yue couldn't believe it, "This is, your dad beat you?"

Wen Yan did not refute.

Lin Yue saw that Wen Yan didn't make a sound, and he expected that only his father would do such a cruel thing, "Your father is really not a thing, the richer he is, the less he is a thing!"

"Can you lend me money? I'm going to buy anti-inflammatory drugs."

Wen Yan originally had more than 50, but he didn't wait for the bus just now, so he took a taxi and spent the remaining 50.

Looking at the bruised back, Lin Yue sighed slightly, "I have an infection, I have to go to the hospital."

...

After the doctor disinfected and cleaned Wen Yan's back, he applied ointment, and told Wen Yan not to get wet in the past few days, and to apply the ointment once a day.

Wen Yan got dressed and walked out with the remaining ointment.

Lin Yue leaned against the door, folded his arms, "I have a suggestion, which can make money and help you vent your anger."

"What suggestion?" What Wen Yan lacks most now is money.

The jade pendant left to him by his mother was still in the hands of that man that night. He only hoped that the man would never sell the jade pendant.

Lin Yue cast a glance at Wen Yan, and said, "Call the police, Wen Jianguo hit you, you can sue him, and you can get medical expenses by the way."

Wen Yan: "..."