Outsider: The Fifth Young Master of the Kang Family

"Writer, how are things going with the wild model lately?"

On this day, Zhu Wanling and her second sister-in-law were at home, and the two sisters Kang Siqi and Kang Siyu were playing with toys. Zhu Wanling saw the writer walking into the Kang family with a dejected look, so she asked a question. The writer sat down on the sofa, sighed and said, "Nothing is going well. She seems to look down on me."

"No way?" The second sister-in-law knew that the writer came to her house to find someone to talk to, so she asked.

"Will she dislike me because I'm too short?" the writer asked.

The second sister-in-law and Zhu Wanling looked at each other. Zhu Wanling thought for a while before saying, "You are not tall, but you have other advantages. Your income is stable now, you have a proper job, and you are a kind person." Zhu Wanling found a few points to praise the writer.

"Yes, Napoleon was not tall, but he conquered all of Europe. I am a lone man with a clean background, educated and engaged in elegant literary creation, and I also have noble moral sentiments. How many people like me are there?" The writer regained his confidence after being praised, "I don't believe that I can't conquer a wild model."

"Yes, the key is what you think." Zhu Wanling agreed with a smile.

The writer nodded and said, "But you also have to help me create opportunities."

"How to create it?" asked the second sister-in-law.

"Sister Chan, go back and talk to your brother Zong, and ask him to go back and tell the waiter at the tea restaurant that next time they see me and Ye Mo going to eat, just say there are no seats left and let her sit at the same table with me. When it's time to drink water, just say there are no cups, and we can share one." The writer expressed his thoughts.

Kang Qirui, who happened to be returning home from get off work, heard this. He frowned and interrupted, saying, "I'll give you a chance. It's okay if you say there's no room. But sharing a cup is a bit disgusting, right?" The writer smiled awkwardly. Kang Qirui thought for a moment and said, "How about this, a friend gave me some imported fruits. I'll ask my mother-in-law to invite you and the wild model to come over to eat tonight. We'll create a topic for you then."

The writer quickly nodded and thanked him, then went back to dress up.

In the evening, Mrs. Zhu and Ye Mo came early, while the writer came a few minutes later. "What's wrong with you? So late?" Kang Qirui asked as he opened the door for you, and then turned around without waiting for his answer.

The writer entered the Kang family's living room, took out a piece of paper, and read to Ye Mo: "Gently open the door of my heart that has never been opened, and suddenly, my gray world becomes colorful."

The boss just followed the agreed process and deliberately said, "Writer, are you interested in our beautiful model?"

Before the writer could say anything, the wild model snorted and said disdainfully: "Why don't you look in the mirror?"

"You can reject the poetry on my lips, but you can't reject the love in my heart. My love will always follow you." The writer's words were so corny that everyone shuddered. The model in question couldn't stand it any more, "I say, are you missing a bone in your head? Maybe I'll go to Hainan Island tomorrow."

"My heart, oh no, my whole body and soul will follow you forever." The writer continued his sweet words. The wild model was not moved at all. She finished her fruit and stood up and said, "Don't be so persistent with me. I've seen your tricks of pestering me many times."

After she finished speaking, she walked out the door. Zhu Wanling quickly chased after her and asked, "Are you really going to Hainan Island?" She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to collect her rent. Yemo smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't worry, I was just saying that. Even if I want to leave, I will definitely pay the rent in full, don't worry."

Zhu Wanling nodded. She could only believe what she said.

A few days later, when the Kang family was drinking sugar water at night, Ye Mo rushed in from outside and shouted, "It's terrible, so horrible."

"What's the matter? Are you being chased by a pervert?" asked Big Brother Guang.

"Almost." Ye Mo took two breaths, and after calming down, he said to Zhu Wanling: "Landlord, you have to take care of that writer. I understand that he likes me and wants to pursue me, but I have clearly rejected him. He insisted on pestering me, which is considered harassing me."

"No way? He just likes you." The big boss just explained for the writer. He understood the writer best. When he was pursuing Xianglan before, didn't his colleagues in the factory think it was impossible?

Yemo shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "I don't care. You guys go and listen, he stands at the door of my room early in the morning every day. As soon as I get up and walk out of the room, he chases me and recites some crappy poems. He buzzes there like a fly. It's so annoying." "People like you just like to show off. I don't know how much I want someone to recite poems to me." The second sister-in-law pointed at Yemo and said to the second brother with a glare.

"I don't care. You have to find a way to shut that fly mouth, otherwise I won't pay the rent." It seems that the wild model really has no interest in the writer.

Kang Qirui thought for a moment and said, "The relationship between us and the writer is that of landlord and tenant. We have no right to interfere with who he likes and how he pursues her. If you really don't like the writer, then find a boyfriend and make him give up that idea. Wouldn't that shut the writer up?"

Ye Mo nodded and said, "Smart people are different. I came here this time to ask you to find a partner for me."

"No way? This is also possible?" The second sister-in-law laughed, "Then tell me, what kind of man do you want to be willing to do this?"

"Not much, I don't care about money. Talent is the key to self-defense." Yemo had already thought about it. She said, "Like lawyer, engineer, architect, anyway, it's fine as long as it has the word 'master' in it."

"Then the dead body also has a corpse." A Zu teased. The wild model slapped him and said helplessly: "Why do you always pick on me? You know that's not what I mean."

A-Zu also smiled helplessly, "How would I know what you mean?"

"The main thing is to be knowledgeable, like a scientist, financier, artist, or anything with the word 'family' in it will do," said Ye Mo.

"Then what are you looking for? Isn't the guy you like a writer?" Big Brother Guang didn't understand. Wouldn't a writer meet her requirements? "The writer is also very good. You said he should be talented, and he is talented. He now has a column in the newspaper."

"He? He has no looks, no money, nothing else." Ye Mo shook his head and refused, "In short, he is not a writer. Apart from being a writer, he is not a writer."

Da Lao Guang stood up and said to Ye Mo, "Okay, we will help you find it. The most important thing is that you pay the rent to my brother's wife on time." Da Lao Guang still treated his brothers' affairs as his own as always. In order for Ye Mo to have money to pay the rent to Zhu Wanling, he agreed immediately.

"Brother, you are still the best." Ye Mo walked up to Lao Guang, patted his shoulder and said, "I have always believed that you are the kindest, brother. I knew you would not just watch me in such dire straits and do nothing. So I will leave my life to you."

Kang Qirui couldn't hold it back any longer, he laughed twice, and then said, "No, don't give it to him, he has already given it to my sister-in-law."

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. After laughing, the second brother suddenly said, "Hey, come to think of it, I do have a suitable candidate. Do you want me to invite him to my house tomorrow to meet him?"

"There's no need to be so anxious, right?" The wild model didn't expect to meet someone so soon. She asked, "Who is it?"

"Agricultural scientists." Er Lao said, "I just met them at the catering business conference recently. I tell you, these people are the ones who make the most money now. All companies in the catering industry are scrambling for such talents."

"No matter how capable you are, you still have to let me consider it, right?" Ye Mo still felt that things were developing too fast, beyond her imagination.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to find a boyfriend? What are you still considering? How old are you? If you keep thinking about it, no one will buy you even if you put it up for sale." The second brother said speechlessly.

The wild model was even more speechless after hearing this, "How old am I? Is that what you said?"

"No matter how young you are, you must be 27, right?" Er Lao thought about it. Ye Mo started renting Mrs. Zhu's house two years ago. She can't be that young, right?
But the wild model slammed the table and said angrily: "I'm 27? I'm only 21!"

"You're only 21?" Not only Er Lao, but everyone else was shocked. "21 is not young. Women age very quickly. You'll be a mother when you wake up. Forget it. I'll invite him to my house tomorrow at noon. Remember to pack up and come. If there's anything, we'll talk about it when we meet." (End of this chapter)