Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 12
Yan Zixiu was stunned for a long time before realizing, “I’m not…”
Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci bent down and pulled him up from the ground, and then took out a handkerchief from his suit jacket.
Yan Zixiu looked at him with reddish eyes, and asked seriously, “Can I wipe my nose?”
The rare warm atmosphere between the two was instantly broken by this sentence.
Because Yan Zixiu was soaked all over, Jing Shaoci drove him to a nearby five-star hotel.
“Buy a set of clothes, ask Yan Zixiu’s size, and send it to the Four Seasons Hotel immediately.”
When Jing Shaoci came back from the phone call, he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner first, and when he walked to the living room, he found that Yan Zixiu was still sitting on the sofa.
“To take a bath.”
Perhaps it was because of crying so much that Yan Zixiu looked a little listless.
The wet clothes sticking to his body might cause him to get cold, after thinking about it, he got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Only a few minutes later, Yan Zixiu opened the door a gap, poked his head out and said, “Mr. Jing, please come here for a moment.”
Jing Shaoci didn’t know what was wrong with Yan Zixiu. After the divorce, he spoke in a polite manner, like an old scholar who was engaged in ancient literature.
After he walked over, he heard Yan Zixiu whisper: “The bath water is a bit cold.”
Jing Shaoci looked at him expressionlessly, “Turn up the heat.”
“I do not know.”
This bathroom has all kinds of buttons, nothing like the ones in the original owner’s house.
Jing Shaoci looked at him for a while, then said coldly: “Yan Zixiu, your way of making excuses is really getting worse and worse.”
He just thought that the other party had changed, but it turned out that his nature was still hard to change.
Yan Zixiu didn’t understand what he meant at all, and said with puzzled eyes: “I just want to…”
But Jing Shaoci didn’t wait for him to finish speaking, turned around and left.
Finally, he took a cold shower.
After more than 20 minutes, Yan Zixiu, who was wearing a bathrobe and straightened, came out of the bathroom.
Jing Shaoci threw over the clothes that his assistant had just delivered, “Put on.”
“Thank you.” He just picked it up, but immediately let go when he saw the price on the tag.
Jing Shaoci looked up at him, “What?”
A shirt costs 6000 yuan, and I don’t know how many ox carts of Polygonum candy can be bought.
Yan Zixiu took a deep breath, and then said, “I’ll just wait for my clothes to dry.”
Jing Shaoci took his reaction into his eyes, and said indifferently: “If I remember correctly, I only transferred you 200 million in the morning.”
Yan Zixiu replied sternly: “That’s my money for getting rid of evil spirits, how can I squander it at will.”
Jing Shaoci didn’t understand his logic at all, and was about to speak when the phone on the table vibrated suddenly.
Yan Zixiu saw that the note was Li Fengzhi, picked it up and pressed the answer button.
“Broker Li, hello.”
The other party asked him if he would be at home, and he replied honestly: “Mr. Jing and I are in the hotel right now, and we just took a shower.”
After hearing this, Li Fengzhi over there took off his phone and took a look, then said with a complicated mood: “Excuse me.”
After hanging up the call, Jing Shaoci looked at him with a chill in his eyes.
“Yan Zixiu.”
Yan Zixiu, who was still looking at the phone screen, suddenly raised his head, “What’s the matter?”
Jing Shaoci looked into his clear and bright eyes, and for some reason, the words he said before suddenly became unspeakable.
In the end, he just got up without saying a word, and then left directly.
Yan Zixiu has now fully adapted to his weird behavior.
As long as he read three sentences silently, even if Jing Shaoci did some slightly outrageous things, he would still be able to forgive him.
These three sentences are——
He was short-lived.
He can’t.
He has money.
Especially with the addition of the last one, the first two seem even more desolate in an instant.
