Xiaoqingmei, you have to be good

Chapter 482 I'll Raise You From Now On

"How could Brother Yan ask for your money?" Shen Muyan laughed when he saw the words on Su Luo's phone, and rubbed her head, "Don't worry, Brother Yan has money and can buy it."

"But Brother Yan, I really want to contribute." Su Luo shook Shen Muyan's arm and said coquettishly, "This is the house of the two of us, so you can't pay for it alone, can you?"

Su Luo didn't want to put all the pressure on Shen Muyan.

However, Shen Muyan firmly refused Su Luo's help.

With Su Luo, it is naturally impossible for Shen Muyan to use her money.Otherwise, what kind of man is he?
Seeing that Shen Muyan was so firm, Su Luo couldn't say anything more.

The matter of the house was settled quickly, but it will definitely take a while to live in.

During this time, Shen Muyan simply let Su Luo live in the clothing company.

There is a lounge in Shen Muyan's office. Although it is a lounge, it is not small, and it is definitely enough for the two of them.

So, Su Luo just settled in Shen Muyan's company.

As for the original villa, Shen Muyan planned to renovate it before selling it.

It cost a lot of money when I bought it, but now that the house price is high, if I resell it, maybe I can make another fortune.

It's just that Su Luo felt it was a pity.

"Brother Yan, this is our first house. It's a pity to sell it to someone else." Su Luo still has a lot of affection for it.

Shen Muyan was also a little bit reluctant, but after such a thing happened, he would definitely not rest assured that Su Luo would continue to live there.

"It's okay, this time the house, brother Yan must be better decorated, okay?"

"Well, Brother Yan is the best." Su Luo's voice still couldn't speak normally, and even if she did, her voice was ugly. Su Luo either mouthed or typed. Although it was a bit troublesome, there was no other way.

Once, Su Luo's cell phone was not with her, and it was troublesome for her to express herself, so Su Luo began to gesture.

"Brother Yan, where is my paintbrush? Have you seen it?" This is what Su Luo wanted to express.

But she couldn't make gestures well no matter what, after dancing for a while, Shen Muyan still didn't understand.

"Luoluo, what do you want to ask?" Shen Muyan looked at Su Luo in a hurry with a broken smile.

Su Luo scratched her head with distressed expression.

When I can speak, I don’t feel it. When I can’t speak, I realize that language is such an important thing.

She now has special sympathy for disabled people who have lost their ability to speak.

Su Luo drew again, made the shape of a brush with her hands, and then began to search for it, and finally made it look like she couldn't find it.

In the end, Shen Muyan finally understood.

Su Luo's paintbrush was put by Shen Muyan, and after understanding what she meant, he took out the paintbrush.

"You're looking for this?"

Seeing the paintbrush in Shen Muyan's hand, Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Shen Muyan a thumbs up as a compliment.

Su Luo felt that being unable to speak was very troublesome, but Shen Muyan thought it was quite amusing.

Two days later, Su Luo's voice finally recovered.

"It's been suffocating me for the past few days." Su Luo was not a particularly quiet girl, and her inability to speak freely in these few days had already made her almost suffocate.

After finally being able to speak, Su Luo wished she could talk for three days and three nights.

(End of this chapter)