C15

Chi Jingshen played the ending song of the French movie "Untouchable". The music played in Wen Nuan's mind for an entire night, as she curled up on the sofa, constantly thinking about her future.

He still had five hundred yuan on his bank account. He couldn't afford a single room, so he had to wait for next month's salary. She didn't ask for Shen Yan's help. She didn't like to trouble others. Moreover, her luck wasn't too bad. She could even sleep on such a soft sofa.

When no one was hugging her, she could embrace the sofa.

Life was very helpless. Even though the sunlight was just right, there was a sudden tsunami that dragged her deep into the ice-cold sea.

Ding...

At some point, he had returned to his room and his cell phone had rung.

Wen Nuan was startled and subconsciously checked his phone. It was already 1 or 2 in the morning, and there was still someone who called him?

She couldn't help but prick up her ears.

"Why aren't you sleeping? "Be good and go to sleep …" His low voice was uncharacteristically gentle.

He must be coaxing a woman! Is it that Chu Fei?

"You miss me?" "Alright, I understand. I'll come see you in two days." There was even a hint of a smile in his voice.

It must be a woman!

Wen Nuan sat up, hugged her knees as she looked at his room.

He hadn't closed the door, and from this angle he could just see him lying there, holding his cell phone to his ear, a thin blanket over his waist, one long leg resting on top of the blanket.

Suddenly, he turned over and looked at Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan didn't have enough time to fall down and looked straight at him. Three seconds later, she grinned and waved at him. He stood up on the sofa and wiggled his hips … You can't see, you can't see, you can't see …

She twisted a dozen times, broke out a thin layer of sweat on her back, jumped off the sofa and went to find water to drink.

Barefooted and on the soft carpet, she scuttled from left to right like a kitten. Finally, he brought the cup of water to his piano. However, she still had some morals. She wiped her fingers on her clothes a few times before carefully stroking the keys.

This zither should be at least a few hundred thousand, right?

Wen Nuan could use an instrument and whistle. Using a leaf to fold, put a finger in the mouth, can blow the world thousands of melodies, the melody is moving.

She raised her head and drank the water. Then, she pinched a leaf from a flower pot and wiped it on her clothes. After folding it, she put it into her mouth and began to play a song, "Laughing proudly in the martial arts world".

The martial arts world was very big, she was a small fish. The world was very deep, and she was very tired from swimming. However, a fish was a fish. As long as she had water, she could swim anywhere she wanted.

"Why aren't you sleeping this late?"

He did not know when, but he stood at the door of his room and knocked.

She panicked and stuffed the leaf into her mouth. Ouch!

She covered her mouth and turned to look at him.

He folded his arms and leaned against the door.

"How strange …" Was this person blind? Why was he looking in her direction and knowing that she was on the balcony?

She spat out the leaves and quietly wiped them on his piano. Who made him have money? It reminded her of Han Ting.

After doing such childish actions, she felt sad again. How could she vent her anger on Chi Jingshen? This blind man couldn't see the light, so he was very pitiful!

"I'm sorry." Thinking of this, she could only apologize.

When she looked up at him, he was still standing there with his arms crossed, staring in the direction she was standing.

"Can you see it?" She put her hands behind her back and gently kicked forward with her toes.

"I have ears! If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing? " His face was cold and his eyes were like cold stars.

"You answered the phone first." Wen Nuan said gloomily.

With a sneer, he took a step forward. "Pour me a cup of wine."

Wen Nuan raised his eyelids, and obediently went to pour some wine. He was still drinking in the middle of the night. Maybe it was because he had talked to the beauty on the phone, so he became restless.

There were dozens of bottles of red wine, many of them open. She saw Burgundy with a glance. It was sold at an auction house in New York City in the year 09. At that time, the price of selling it alone was over $60,000. Who knew how much it had risen to now …

She pursed her lips, turned her head to look at him, and quietly poured a mouthful into her cup, preparing to quietly enjoy it later.

It was really just a small sip. She was too curious. What was the taste of such an expensive wine?

"President Chi." She carried the bottle to him and handed it to him.

He leaned against the headboard, the blind book resting on his lap, his right hand moving gently on top of it, his left holding out to her.

Wen Nuan's fingertips made contact with his, causing the ice to feel boiling hot, as though it had been electrocuted.

"Add another rule, don't make a sound in the middle of the night. It's easy for me to lose sleep. " He lifted his head and took a sip of red wine as he spoke indifferently.

Wen Nuan was at a loss for words, he was clearly the one who answered the call first after playing the zither, he was only allowed to set a fire, and was not allowed her to light the lamps.

"Then, prepare half of my money in advance, I'll go out and live with you." She reached out to him and whispered.

"No." He frowned and flatly refused.

"Why?" Wen Nuan's face turned green.

"Refer to agreement No. 8." He let go of his glass and concentrated on his book.

Wen Nuan stared at him for a moment, then ran back to the big box and started flipping through the agreements.

Article 8 - Unconditional submission to the employer.

Pui! According to this logic, what would he do if he said he wouldn't pay?

Wen Nuan turned his head and glared at him fiercely. Sure enough, men didn't have good stuff, and rich men didn't have good stuff either!

In the end, Wen Nuan also could not sleep!

She took a sip of the wine that wasn't enough to fill her teeth with, then glanced at the cabinet again … This wine tasted so mellow and fragrant that if she drank more, she would definitely be able to sleep soundly.

She hesitated for a moment, then lay back. He cursed himself in his heart: What backbone, what backbone!