It's not a slum.
But it is still dilapidated.
When his family went bankrupt, Qi Rang was still a rich second-generation who could do nothing but squander money. After his family went bankrupt, his usual drinking buddies ran away and dispersed, and it was considered a gesture of loyalty not to add insult to injury.
Only then did Qi Rang know.
It turns out that there are people in this world who really are fawning on you, but jealous of you behind your back and wish you would die immediately.
The world is fickle, and seventeen-year-old Qi Rang has experienced it all.
Seventeen-year-old Qi Rang has experienced all the ups and downs of life.
He broke his spine and begged people to lend him money, but no one was willing to lend him money. Qi Rang moved from the wealthy area to this small, shabby rental house without a word, and did all kinds of dirty work to pay off his debts.
The rental house was not as dirty and messy as Panshu had imagined.
On the contrary, it is clean and tidy.
It can be seen that the owner of the house loves cleanliness.
There were takeout boxes piled up at the door that had not been thrown away yet.
Pan Shu took a quick glance and stopped looking. She sat on the sofa with her chin propped up, admiring Qi Rang who was unusually embarrassed.
Qi Rang took out the imported fruit he had bought specifically for Pan Shu from the refrigerator, cut it into a fruit platter, and brought it to Pan Shu, "Eat it."
"Thank you, brother."
Qi Rang raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and the next second his cell phone rang.
He paused with his fingertips.
Pan Shu also looked up and stared at him with interest.
Qi Rang answered the phone, his eyelashes drooping, his eyes unable to discern the emotion in them, "Hello."
"Agen... I, I really can't live without you! I'll die if I leave you. Don't you need a lot of money? My father is rich. He's the owner of a real estate company... As long as you get back together with me, I'll give you a lot of money..."
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