The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 501 Guilt
After Lan Weiwei got into her boyfriend's solemn car, she was dragged directly to the hotel.

Zhuang Yan had already booked the room, took the room card at the front desk and left.

Lonely men and widows, dry firewood, after warming up for a while, Lan Weiwei lay on the bed exhausted.

After taking photos all afternoon, without eating dinner and exercising for a long time, Lan Weiwei was a little hungry.

"Let's get some food!" Lan Weiwei said, wrapped in a sheet, lying on the solemn belly.

After Zhuang Yan finished, he kept holding the phone, slightly pushing Lan Weiwei away.

"I'm dealing with business, you call the front desk to order a meal."

Lan Weiwei had gotten used to her boyfriend's indifference, so she could only get up, pick up the phone by the bedside, and order a supper from the front desk.

"What do you want to eat?" Lan Weiwei turned around and asked, but Zhuang Yan just said "Yes", and was fully focused on the phone.

Lan Weiwei sighed, ordered some food casually, and then put down the phone.

"My mother urged me several times to see you." Lan Weiwei leaned beside Zhuang Yan and said, "Whenever you have time, come to my house."

"I've been busy recently, I'll talk about it later." Zhuang Yan responded casually.

"But I'm not too young, my mother urges us to get married all day long." Lan Weiwei said dissatisfied.

Zhuang Yan put down his phone impatiently, and said: "I am the general manager of a listed company, and I am too busy with the business that needs to be dealt with 24 hours a day. How can I have time to get married?"

Lan Weiwei said angrily: "No matter how busy you are, don't you even see my parents and have a meal? I think you just don't want to marry me!"

Zhuang Yan said impatiently: "Can you stop making trouble for no reason, I have worked my life out for my career, and it's not because I want to create a better future for us."

Lan Weiwei shook his head and said: "Actually, what I want is very simple, a small house, a family of three, just plain."

Zhuang Yan frowned and said, "It's easy for you to say, do you know how much the house price in the capital is now, and how much does it cost to raise a child every year?"

"Your income is already very high now. My parents were even poorer before. Why don't you raise me? When will you earn enough money?" Lan Weiwei said disapprovingly.

"My child needs to use and eat the best food as soon as he is born. These all cost money. If I don't work harder, I won't be able to eat enough with your salary as a fitness trainer."

Lan Weiwei retorted: "I have a lot of income now, and when the promotional photos of the gym are released, my income will increase."

Solemnly displeased: "Didn't I not let you take promotional photos for the gym?"

Lan Weiwei explained: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng has found a very good photographer, I won't show my face."

"It's not about showing your face." Zhuang Yan stood up angrily, and said, "I don't want anyone pointing at your photo."

"I'm doing a serious job, so who will say it?" Lan Weiwei said.

Zhuang Yan said coldly: "I didn't want you to be a fitness trainer, why don't you find a simpler clerical job?"

"What clerical job?" Lan Weiwei pointed out, "A lobby manager in a four-star hotel?"

Zhuang Yan's face darkened, and he said, "Where are you thinking again, I told you that Yang Tao and I broke up a long time ago, and we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Who knows if what you said is true." Lan Weiwei said jealously.

"Unreasonable." Zhuang Yan grabbed the clothes on the ground and put them on.

"I don't have time to explain it to you, believe it or not."

"Where do you want to go?" Lan Weiwei straightened up and asked.

Zhuang Yan said with a straight face: "I still have business to deal with, and I need to go back to the company. You can pay for the room first, and I will call you later."

After speaking, regardless of Lan Weiwei's shout, Zhuang Yan slammed the door and left.

Lan Weiwei lay on the bed in aggrieved state, and kept beating the pillow.

Ding dong.

The guest room doorbell rang, and Lan Weiwei thought it was a solemn return, so he didn't even care about wearing clothes, but when he saw it through the cat's eyes, he was immediately disappointed.

The one who came was the food delivery person from the hotel.

Lan Weiwei yelled through the door: "Get out!"

The soundproofing of the hotel is very good, and the delivery man rang the doorbell again without hearing Lan Weiwei's roar through the door.

Lan Weiwei was so annoyed that she couldn't stand it, so she opened the door wrapped in a sheet.

Seeing Lan Weiwei like this, the food delivery person quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry ma'am, this is the meal you ordered." The delivery man was a guy in his early twenties, with his head tilted and he didn't dare to glance at Lan Weiwei.

"let it go!"

The food delivery boy put down the food and left as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

Lan Weiwei pulled the dining car into the room while holding the sheet, and closed the door with his foot.

It can only be said that Lan Weiwei is worthy of being a yoga instructor. He uses both hands and feet and has a good balance.

Looking at the delicious supper, Lan Weiwei had no appetite at all, and she felt sad again. She forgot that all the money in her hand was used to hire lawyers and fight lawsuits, and she had no money to pay for the room, let alone this Supper.

She took out the phone and wanted to call her parents to ask for money, but it was past midnight and her parents should be asleep. Calling for money at this time might frighten them.

Opening the address book, Lan Weiwei found sadly that there were only two or three people who could lend her money at this time.

One is "best friend" Carambola, and the other is good friend Jiao Yang.

Needless to say, Yang Tao, Lan Weiwei just slept with her ex-boyfriend, so she has no face to call her to borrow money.

Lan Weiwei finally called Jiao Yang.

"Hey, Jiao Yang, can you send me some money now?"

"Weiwei, it's so late, what are you borrowing money for? Nothing happened!"

"It's okay, I forgot to bring my wallet when buying supper." Lan Weiwei made an excuse casually.

"You didn't bring your wallet? I'll send you money, how do you get it?" Jiao Yang asked strangely: "Weiwei, don't lie to me, are you in trouble, do you want to notify Yang Tao?"

"Don't do it." Lan Weiwei said: "I found the money. It turns out that I still have hundreds of dollars in cash in my bag. It's okay. I'll hang up. Don't worry."

Lan Weiwei hastily hung up the phone.

But after hanging up the phone, Lan Weiwei ran into another difficulty. Did he really want to call his parents? Once this call was made, the three of them would not be able to sleep tonight.

If her parents found out that she was left in a hotel by her boyfriend, and even had to pay for the opening of the room, she didn't know what would happen.

Lan Weiwei flipped through the address book subconsciously until he saw a correspondent named Boss in the address book.

After thinking twice, Lan Weiwei called Wang Gang.

"Hey, Mr. Feng, is it convenient for you now?"

"It's convenient! I just finished my supper and I'm going home to sleep?" Wang Gang asked strangely.

"Can you lend me 1000 yuan, which will be deducted from my salary next month." Lan Weiwei said humbly.

Wang Gang frowned, raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"Where are you? How can I give you the money?" Wang Gang asked.

"Can you directly call my bank card?" Lan Weiwei said.

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you later." Wang Gang readily agreed, anyway, the amount of 1000 yuan is not large, and Lan Weiwei hasn't been paid last month's salary, so he is not afraid of her repudiating the debt.

"Are you okay! Is there anything else you need my help with?" Wang Gang asked casually.

"No, thank you Mr. Feng, you really helped me a lot."

"It doesn't matter, if you are the signboard of the gym, I would have paid you part of the labor fee." Wang Gang said.

Lan Weiwei thanked Wang Gang again, then hung up the phone. A few minutes later, she received a text message from the bank that the money had arrived.

"Huh!" Lan Weiwei lay down in peace, and then remembered the solemn ruthlessness, or her own embarrassment, and her eyes couldn't help getting moist.

She was not like this in the past, since she robbed Carambola's boyfriend, she became more and more humble, and as she got older, Zhuang Yan decided to eat her again.

Sometimes Lan Weiwei also hates himself like this.

At this time the phone rang, Lan Weiwei picked it up and saw that the caller ID turned out to be Carambola.

The phone rang for a long time, Lan Weiwei hesitated for a long time, but still connected the phone.

"Weiwei, I heard from Jiao Yang that you asked him to borrow money in the middle of the night, did anything happen to you?"

Hearing Yang Tao's words of concern, Lan Weiwei felt guilty.

"I'm fine. I just thought I had no money to pay for supper. I've found the money. I'm fine."

"Really? You must tell me if you have something to do. We are good sisters. No matter what problems we encounter, I will help you." Yang Tao said with concern.

"Don't worry! I'm a 30-year-old man, let's not talk about what could happen. I'll take a taxi home and sleep right away. I'm so sleepy." Lan Weiwei pretended to yawn.

"Okay, send me a message when you get home, otherwise I won't be able to sleep today!" Yang Tao said.

Lan Weiwei hung up the phone, couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and cried while hugging the pillow.

From the day she hid her best friend and snatched her boyfriend away, the better Yang Tao treated her, the more guilty she was.

(End of this chapter)