"Does he live alone?"

"It seems yes. His hometown is not here. He bought this house, but it doesn't look like he wants to settle here. Because with his financial conditions, it should not be difficult to buy a better house than this."

Wu Zhengchun must not know about these things.

Wu Zhengchun and Yan Zi first returned to the hotel where Yan Zi was changing clothes. Because Wu Zhengchun wrapped one leg of gauze like a rice dumpling, he needed to walk with a crutch. Yan Zi helped him and got out of the taxi.

The two walked to the hotel counter. Yan Zi had a room card, but she wanted to know first whether her boss had left her a message.

Yu Zehao has always been very nice to her, but she knew, but she didn't call. Now, it's time to make it clear.

The counter lady told her that Yu Zehao did not leave any comments for her, and that Yu Zehao is not in the hotel now, and it seems that he did not come back to the hotel last night.

Yan Zi lowered his head and thought for a while, turned around and saw Wu Zhengchun.

Wu Zhengchun looked the same and didn't seem very nervous. This made Yan Zi feel depressed.

"Are you sure you are not jealous?" asked Miss Yanzi with tickling teeth.

Wu Zhengchun said for granted: "Why am I jealous? Aren't you the only one in your heart?"

This man can't be substituted, look at what he looks like now.

Yan Zi really wanted to turn around and leave, but when he saw his legs, he had to sigh and help him continue walking.

The two of them supported each other like a couple in distress, and said that they should buy something for Lao Huai to go there.

In the guest room, Yan Zi went to take a shower, wash his hair, and change his clothes. Wu Zhengchun was bored and flirted with books in her room without any interest in looking at his phone. Today, he seemed to want to calmly and concentrate on solving this problem, nothing else.

When Yan Zi prepared everything and stood in front of him, Wu Zhengchun couldn't help but lit up.

Choosing a fancy autumn skirt made Yan Zi’s simple and simple image in his daily life improve another flavor. Yes, it is an improvement of femininity, not just a girl type.

Yan Zi curled his long hair that had usually fallen to his waist like a young woman's bun, hovered into a knot and placed it on the back of his head, covered with a mesh on his hair, and inserted a butterfly hairpin.

"How do you feel?" Yan Zi asked, "Did you lose your face in front of your friend?"

"You look so good, no matter how you dress up," Wu Zhengchun said with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

Because he wanted to support him, Yan Zi did not dare to wear shoes with too high heels, but a pair of shoes with medium heels. When he was standing with him, he was almost as tall as him.

Wu Zhengchun suddenly felt pressure.

Yan Zi glanced at his slightly nervous expression with his eyes: "Is it very nervous to go to his classmate's house?"

"No--"

"Is that so nervous about being with me?"

Wu Zhengchun wondered if her eyes had learned from Sherlock Holmes.

"I kept thinking, are you a secret love for your first love?"

Wu Zhengchun suddenly turned around and looked at her.

"Don't be like this, Professor Wu." Miss Yanzi sighed, "You will feel that I have a bad intention."

"What?"

"Don't you know you're simple?"

Shouldn't this word be used on her?

"I'm simple?" Wu Zhengchun wanted to point to his nose.
Chapter completed!