Qi Yuan could not help but asked, "What's your name? What is your relationship with my mother? How old are you?"

"My name is Xu Yan, it's your mother's sister. You can call my aunt in the future. I am more than you. When you speak to me in the future, remember to use respect.

Auntie? This woman doesn't look too big, how dare she claim to be his aunt?

Yange opened the door and let Qi Yuan get in the car. He touched Qi Yuan's head and comforted him: "Rest assured, I'm not a bad person."

Touched by the head, there is an illusion of becoming a pet.

Qi Yuan bowed his head, his body was motionless.

Yange got in the car and reminded him: "Fasten your seat belt."

Qi Yuan seems to have reacted this time, while wearing a seat belt, he asked, "Are you looking for me, is there anything wrong?"

"In counting, you are my only loved one. To find you, of course, there is a large inheritance for you to inherit."

Qi Yuan looked up in amazement, and Yange laughed: "What? Think I don't look like a rich man?"

Qi Yuan didn't believe this kind of good thing that the pie fell from the sky. His phrase "You are really my aunt" came to his mouth, but he was eventually swallowed into his stomach.

He is not indifferent to his parents. Although his mother died early, he also knows that he has no so-called aunt.

He had only a puppet, a puppet spoiled by his grandfather's patriarch.

The stomach murmured twice at this time, his hands in his sleeves tightened.

He has no money. The basement rented by the bar has not paid his rent for two months. He is waiting for the salary of this month to be in a hurry, but now the salary is definitely not available.

Is this woman going to take him in?

No matter what purpose she has, no matter what she is near him for.

As long as she was sure to accept him, he would not ask.

It was late at night, and most of the restaurants on both sides of the street were closed. Yan Ge led Qi Yuan to his apartment where he usually wrote the script.

This apartment is regarded as the host's office, with separate bedrooms and kitchens, and it is also a place where the host likes to settle down on weekdays.

Find a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and hand them to Qi Yuan. She opened the door of the refrigerator and looked at the food inside.

The host is a house girl. There is really no patience or talent in cooking. There is no food in the refrigerator. Instead, there are several boxes of instant noodles in the kitchen.

Yange boiled three packets of instant noodles, beat three poached eggs, and put some tomatoes and hemp sauce in it. She filled a small bowl and filled Qi Yuan with a large pot.

The kitchen bowls are too small to hold, so you can only find a large basin.

He greeted Qi Yuan to put the instant noodles on the table together, and two people sat at the table, and the silent ones ate the instant noodles.

"Are you full?" Yange asked him, "Would you like to cook another bag?"

Qi Yuan shook his head: "I'm full."

But in fact, if such a large bowl comes again, he can still finish it.

Yange found Wang Xiuming's set of pajamas that she hadn't worn yet, and handed it to Qi Yuan: "Go to take a bath. I will sleep on the sofa for one night today. Don't wet the wounds on my head while taking a bath. "

Qi Yuan nodded, holding the male clothes in his hand.

Are there men in this room?

So he was the first man to come to this house?

Although I had doubts, I didn't ask.

He had to bow his head under the eaves, he was very interesting.

When he was out of the shower, he found that Yange was standing by the balcony and calling.

He walked a few steps silently, standing at the corner, listening to the words of the song.