The love apartment begins with entering the police station

Chapter 812: Eight Thousand Yuan Pillow
"Another boy, with stunning looks, a mild temper, and great talent, has assets worth over 100 million yuan at a young age, but he is lazy and a terminal otaku, and his dressing style is somewhat uninhibited. Would you consider him?"

Dali once again took out a virtual model.

At this time, Zhao Haitang and Ziqiao subconsciously looked at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu was stunned.

It's my turn?

"He's handsome, has a good temper, is rich, and has talent. Oh my God! He's simply the perfect son-in-law in my mind!"

The fat aunt's burning gaze was fixed on Xiang Yu.

Because he is the most handsome among the three.

Xiang Yu's body froze, as if he was walking in the woods at night and was suddenly stared at by jackals, tigers and leopards.

"I'm married!!! That aunt, you saw me yesterday."

Xiang Yu immediately used his trump card.

The fat lady was stunned for a moment, then recalled and said regretfully: "Ah? What a pity, such good cabbage. How could someone else grab it first?"

Ziqiao shrugged his shoulders and tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Zhao Haitang said calmly: "Calm down, calm down, they say this is a virtual model."

Dali took notes and said, "There is another one. He has a noble personality and likes to write poetry. He is a rich second-generation. He looks quite unique, like a groundhog. Would you consider him?"

Zhao Haitang: “.”

"Retribution comes too fast~, just like the SF Express~!"

Ziqiao put his hand on Zhao Haitang's right shoulder and sang with a gloating look on his face.

Xiang Yu put his hand on Zhao Haitang's left shoulder and said with a smile: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and there is reincarnation in the world. If you don't believe it, look up and see who God has spared!"

"It's okay, the groundhog. It's safe."

The thin lady frowned and said, "Although being good at writing is not promising, it is better than eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. As for the rich second generation."

"The second generation of rich people are too realistic. They want to sign an agreement before marriage and have to look at their faces after marriage."

"Once you enter a wealthy family, it's like entering a deep sea. From then on, your parents are just passers-by."

“Tsk tsk tsk~.”

Xiang Yu and Ziqiao shook their heads and sighed, deliberately provoking Zhao Haitang.

Zhao Haitang immediately put himself in the situation and retorted, "I'm not that realistic!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Haitang's voice attracted everyone's attention.

Zhao Haitang was stunned for a moment, and explained unnaturally: "What I mean is that many rich second-generations now like to talk about their ideals and worldviews."

"Oh, that's even worse. My daughter can't afford to be delayed. Well, it's getting late. I have to go back and cook for my daughter. Zhuli, let's go."

The fat lady curled her lips and turned away without interest.

Zhao Haitang hurriedly shouted, "Hey! Don't go. Let's talk about reality? Let's recite the "Teacher's Model" together?"

Halfway through the walk, the fat aunt and the thin aunt suddenly turned around.

Zhao Haitang quickly took a step back. Even if he could recite the "The Exhortation to the Emperor" by heart, this wouldn't work.

Dali said to Zhao Haitang confidently: "I've said it before, someone like you must be a hot potato in the blind date market."

Of course the fat aunt and the thin aunt didn't turn around to look for Zhao Haitang.

The fat aunt said to Xiang Yu, "I forgot to ask you yesterday, if you have any suitable conditions at home, you can call me." The thin aunt said, "If you are divorced, you can consider my daughter. She doesn't mind remarriage."

After saying that, she gave Xiang Yu a charming look, and the fat aunt and the thin aunt twisted their waists and left.
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Return to the apartment.

As soon as Xiang Yu entered the living room, he saw Curry Sauce with a look of agony on his face.

"Curry sauce, why are you hugging a pillow? And what's the meaning of your expression of despair? Didn't you eat enough today???"

"of course."

Meijia said in a teasing tone: "Curry Sauce has shown me what it means to be a quiet person. He bought a pillow worth 8,000 yuan without even blinking an eye."

"Don't bury me."

Curry Sauce almost burst into tears: "Who said I didn't blink? Wasn't I just scared?"

"Eight thousand dollars? Just for a pillow?"

Xiang Yu clicked his tongue twice: "I'm not that generous, Curry Sauce, I really admire you~"

Meijia said with emotion: "This is also a lesson. I'll see if you dare to be unable to walk when you see a handsome guy in the future."

Zhao Haitang asked curiously: "What's going on?"

Wu Yue explained, "Today, Curry Sauce went to see Jack, the designer, and because he was so handsome, Curry Sauce stuttered. Jack and I consulted about the soft furnishing design plan. Then Curry Sauce bought a pillow for no apparent reason."

Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "Curry sauce, you won't return it? Just say you don't like it."

Curry Sauce said helplessly: "But Jack is so handsome. When I see him, I can't bring myself to return the goods."

Wu Yue was also speechless. When he learned that Curry Sauce had bought an expensive pillow out of infatuation, Wu Yue wanted to help Curry Sauce return the product, but Jack showed up and Curry Sauce backed out at the last minute.

For a moment, Xiang Yu suddenly remembered Teacher Zeng's subscription to the magazine.

Coming back to his senses, Xiang Yu shook his head helplessly and said earnestly: "You spent 8,000 yuan. What are you going to eat in the next few months? Are you going to eat dirt? You should find a way to return the goods."

If Curry Sauce hadn't earned enough money to support herself from working in a restaurant during this period, and hadn't been learning dubbing to make some extra money, the eight thousand yuan would have completely crushed her.

But even now, Curry Sauce must have a hard time in the next few months, and he probably had to use a credit card to pay the 8,000 yuan.

"Come, let me take a look at what this eight thousand dollar pillow looks like."

Ziqiao reached out to take it and squeezed the pillow.

You know what, you get what you pay for, this pillow feels pretty good.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you. I heard that the more expensive something is, the more fragile it is. Don't drool over it. If it gets ruined, your eight thousand dollars will be wasted."

"I dare not sleep with it as a pillow. Not to mention drooling, I would feel sad even if it squashed me."

Curry sauce looked aggrieved.

"If you don't use it, you're just keeping it for worship?"

“It’s just for worship.”

Xiang Yu waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, stop hugging me. Go wash your hands and eat. You should eat more today. After this meal, you will only be able to quench your thirst by looking at the delicious food in magazines for the next few months."

For dinner, curry sauce may turn grief into appetite, or maybe you can eat a little more and save breakfast tomorrow.

He created a new record for big eaters.

I have to say, the taste of the curry sauce is indeed inflated.

"Slow down, no one is competing with you."

Meijia couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she simply put down her chopsticks and just looked at her until she was full.

Fortunately, Zhang Wei went somewhere and did not come back at night, otherwise, if he and Curry Sauce were together, they might not have enough to eat for dinner!
(End of this chapter)