hired lover

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"If you don't want to, you can refuse." Liu Xueyi said in the dark, "400w can't stop me"

Mao Zijun broke free, wrapped the quilt tightly, and faced Liu Xueyi warily, "You said you would not hang yourself on a tree, did you forget?"

"..." For a long time, there was silence, only a few insects chirping.

"Besides, you like beautiful women with big breasts."

"..." Liu Xueyi still didn't respond.

"If you are looking for excitement, you can find someone else, as you said, you can catch a lot on the street, but it will definitely not be me." Mao Zijun's voice was very calm, as gentle as comforting a child, he knew Liu Xueyi was listening, "I'm different from you, I can't afford it, let alone treat love as a game."

"Understood." Liu Xueyi seemed to have figured it out, turned his back to him, "Go to sleep." Then he closed his eyes.

Mao Zijun also turned over and fell asleep on the other side, feeling a little lost for no reason. What he said was obviously true, but what was the cause of this loss?Is it because it proved that Liu Xueyi really did it on a whim?Did he expect any exceptions?

The good mood of the trip to Japan was silently buried in this night, the two of them were like a couple in cold war after a quarrel, neither of them took the initiative to speak, Liu Xueyi's attitude became much more indifferent.

The two enjoyed the scenery, tasted food, went shopping, and played according to the itinerary, but they couldn't be happy all the time. Mao Zijun didn't understand that they were not really lovers in the first place. Could it be that they lost their temper because of Liu Xueyi's rejection last night?Even ordinary friends shouldn't be divided like this, let alone they are still subordinates.

Halfway through the itinerary, Liu Xueyi suddenly said that the company had important matters to deal with, so he changed his ticket on the spot and returned to China ahead of schedule. Mao Zijun thought that he would take a good look at Japan when he came to Japan, so he stayed and continued to travel, not to mention the food.

Liu Xueyi didn't tell anyone when he returned to China, and he didn't go back to the company to deal with the so-called important matters. Instead, he hung around in nightclubs. That's right, he didn't need to wrong himself for anyone. It's not his style to be trapped by love, and he should enjoy himself while he is alive.

Mao Zijun dragged his suitcase and opened the door of the apartment. A smell of alcohol came in his face. A strange man and a woman lay on the sofa in the living room. There were all kinds of wine bottles on the coffee table. For a moment, he thought he had entered the wrong room. But since the key can be opened, it shouldn't be wrong.

"Hey, wake up." Mao Zijun shouted.

"?" The person on the sofa got up when he heard the voice, unconscious because of the hangover, "Who are you?"

"I should ask that." Mao Zijun questioned, "How did you get in? If you don't explain clearly, I will call the police."

"What's the noise?" Liu Xueyi, with disheveled hair, yawned and opened the bedroom door. Only when he saw Mao Zijun did he realize that today is the day for his return trip, and he has been negligent for the past few days, "Are you back? They are my friends." , I called them to drink."

"Young master, he is your cohabitation partner?" A woman put her chin on Liu Xueyi's shoulder and hugged him from behind.

"..." Mao Zijun glanced at her, took out his mobile phone and dialed the maid's number, "Our room needs to be cleaned, please send two more people here, right now."

"Yo, the order to evict guests has been issued." The woman looked at Liu Xueyi, "Then what does the young master mean?"

"You guys go back first." Liu Xueyi rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"It turns out that the young master has bronchitis." The three left laughing and staggering.

Mao Zijun pushed the suitcase to the bedroom, "Get out of the way." He clearly knew that he didn't need to be angry, but he just couldn't control his tone.

"..." Liu Xueyi retreated to lean against the TV cabinet and looked at him.

Mao Zijun walked to the window expressionlessly, drew aside the curtains, opened the window, and threw all the messy sheets, bedding, and pillows on the floor neatly.

"You don't have to do this." Liu Xueyi said.

Mao Zijun ignored him, went to the bathroom and threw out all the towels.

"What are you angry about?" Liu Xueyi quickly walked over to hold him.

"Don't touch me." Mao Zijun shook off his hand.

"is it necessary?"

"I'm not angry, why am I angry? And why are you angry?" Mao Zijun looked around, "I just don't like the smell, it's choking."

"If you don't like it, you don't have to. Anyway, the contract doesn't stipulate that you have to live."

"It will be easy with Mr. Liu's words." Mao Zijun opened the closet, took out a few pieces of clothes that he often wore, stuffed them into the travel bag, and left with the suitcase.

When the four maids came, the door was wide open. They saw the mess in the room and were at a loss. They saw Liu Xueyi sitting on the edge of the bed with his forehead propped up, and asked, "Sir?"

Liu Xueyi raised his head, "Bed sheets, quilts, towels, sofa cushions, including floor mats... replace everything that can be changed, and clean the room completely."

"Yes."

"That's how it happened." Liu Xueyi's mother and Mao Zijun's parents sat opposite each other in the private room of the coffee shop. I agreed with Zijun’s salary advance application, and it’s also a fact that I transferred from Xueyi’s account to Zijun’s 50w. Of course, my son just bought a bag for his girlfriend for about the same price. It’s not a matter of money. The key We were all cheated. The relationship between them is just money. Anything that can be solved with money is easy to talk about. I can give you 1000w. No matter what the contract between them is, I think this money is enough to make Zijun Not to be intimidated by my son." She pulled out a check and pushed it in front of them. "Zijun is a good boy. If they really love each other, I will not stop them, but in fact they are just pretending. Please persuade him when you go back. He should listen to what my mother says. I only have one request. Zijun took the initiative to leave my son and never see him again."

"We can't accept this money. If you tell the truth, even if you don't tell me, I won't agree to them being together." She stood up, "Anyway, thank you for taking care of our soldiers during this time." After finishing speaking , turned around and left.

"Since you came back from Japan, why haven't you seen Xueyi?" Mother suddenly asked during dinner.

"There is a backlog of work after returning from vacation. He is very busy and won't be here during this time." Mao Zijun replied with his head down.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to eat. Just call and ask him if he has time tomorrow." The mother obviously felt that her son's mood was much lower after returning from the trip.

"No need, mom." Mao Zijun firmly refused.

"What's the matter with you and Xueyi?" The mother endured and endured, took a deep breath, and finally decided to show her cards, "Mom understands you, you are definitely not the kind of person who will betray yourself, so what is between you and him?" relation?"

"Mom, what did you say?"

"Xueyi's mother told me that you agreed to be with Xueyi because of money, so the previous medical expenses were paid by him after you reached an agreement? So... Between you..." Mother didn't know How to speak, she felt sorry for her son, worried that he was being coerced, "What's the relationship? How much money did he give you? We can pay him back..."

"Since you already know, I won't hide it from you." Mao Zijun put down his bowl and chopsticks, and was about to tell the truth, when the doorbell rang.

Mao Zijun opened the door, and it was Liu Xueyi, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? I'm here to pick you up." Liu Xueyi looked at the living room, dimpled with a smile, "It's a coincidence that I came here just in time for dinner. Auntie, can I have a meal?"

"Come in." Mao Zijun's mother thought, since she's here, it's better to ask in person, "Zijun, go get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."