But that’s not the point.
Chu An felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart.
Since the painter next door is willing to take Wen Ye in, maybe they can earn some tuition fees by playing the victim.
She will not refuse to pay it back. When she graduates and finds a job, she will return all the money to her.
Thinking of this, she pulled Chu Jie along again.
Because of something going on at home these days, there was no one to cook for him, so he had to eat irregularly and lost a lot of weight.
The two of them looked a bit pitiful.
While Chu An was still hesitating, Chu Jie knocked on Jiang Jiang's door.
"Are you crazy? We haven't figured out what to say yet!"
Chu Jie had been spoiled since he was a child. He had never suffered such grievances. The adults in the family were busy quarreling and paying off debts, and no one even cooked for him.
He cried and made a fuss just like he did before.
But his father, who always goes along with him, scolds him for being ignorant.
How could it become like this?
Chu Jie rang the doorbell again.
"Is she not here?"
Chu An shook his head: "I didn't see her go out this morning, how could she not be here?"
"What's up?"
A familiar hoarse male voice interrupted the conversation between the brother and sister.
Neither Chu An nor Chu Jie thought that he would be the one to open the door.
Wen Ye was wearing a dark grey cashmere sweater of exquisite texture, with the collar slightly open, revealing the delicate lines of his collarbone.
Chu An stared at the clothes on him. She had seen this brand before when shopping in the mall, but the high price made her not even want to buy it.
Why is he still wearing it!
"Is there something wrong?" Wen Ye asked again, his tone extremely impatient. Anyone would be unhappy if his wife was kicked down to open the door early in the morning without being held in his arms.
"Brother..." Chu Jie swallowed, his voice trembling, "Can we go inside and talk? Something happened at home...at home."
He had never seen Wen Ye like this before.
I have always felt that he is a poor fellow who doesn't deserve his mother's love but has to stay at home. Although I am jealous of him sometimes, I wonder why Wen Ye is so much better looking than him when they are born to the same mother.
But I never felt that I was much worse than him.
However, how come, after staying at the neighbor's house for a few days, he became so noble that he almost dared not speak out?
At the same time, there is also a bit of expectation. The family next door is so rich...so can he do it too...?
"Let's talk about it right here." Wen Ye's face darkened.
Chu Jie looked at his sister, but she was like a gourd with its mouth sawed off, refusing to speak. He was a little angry, but still opened his mouth and told her about the situation at home, hoping that the neighbors could help them.
Wen Ye: “…?”
He looked at them with an eye almost like a beggar.
How can you have the nerve to say such a thing?
"If you want to beg, just squat on the street with a bowl." Wen Ye curled his lips, "If you dare to come to my house again, I will call the police."
"What qualifications do you have to chase people away for her?" Chu Jie was annoyed. "She was able to take you in at that time, how do you know she would leave us alone?"
Wen Ye sneered and closed the door.
Can they be like him?
My sister likes him.
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