"Not expensive."

Shi Yan couldn't help but think that for someone like Song Yuchen, buying a house would probably be like buying cabbage.

Shi Yan’s childhood dream was actually to have a one-bedroom apartment like this, which gave her a sense of belonging.

"Song Yuchen..."

Shi Yan didn't want to accept it, but Song Yuchen frowned and pushed her back to let her in. "Don't think too much, it's just for you temporarily."

“The hotel was uncomfortable.”

Shi Yan was touched.

She always suffers from insomnia in hotels. This is Shi Yan's own problem. She feels that the hotel does not have the feeling of home.

At the moment, Song Yuchen is catering to his preferences.

Everything in the house was arranged, even the placement of the furniture was a bit like their previous home.

Thinking about how they lived together in the two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment they used to live in, Song Yuchen must have felt very depressed.

What does the house he lives in look like?

A magnificent castle?

Shi Yan lay on the sofa and couldn't help laughing as she thought about it. In her fantasy, Song Yuchen was the king of their world.

"What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

Shi Yan unknowingly began to become her true self in front of Song Yuchen.

She smiled mischievously and naturally took the water that Song Yuchen handed to her.

"I'm not living here for free. I'm paying you rent."

"what ever."

As long as Shi Yan accepts it, it's a good thing. As for the money, she can give it if she wants.

Song Yuchen loosened his tie and sat down in front of her.

As soon as he looked up, he found Shi Yan looking at him as if he were facing a great enemy.

Song Yuchen's eyes were deep, "What's wrong?"