Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 145 Trading (4)
Bu Youran paused.

"I will help your business to come back to life, and I will also help you avoid the current embarrassing situation." He leaned forward, pointed his cigarette butt with his slender white fingers, and said calmly as if discussing business.

"What about the conditions?" Bu Youran let go of the doorknob.

He supported the glasses frame with his hands, "I've already said, I only want you."

"***?" Bu Youran raised his voice, "That's absolutely impossible!"

Yu Qingyang twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still sharp, "It's just a normal relationship with me."

Bu Youran was still confused, "Doesn't include going to bed with you?"

Yu Qingyang hesitated and nodded.

"What are you trying to do? I'm not a beautiful woman with a beautiful face, and I don't have a family background. You said that you are a businessman, and you don't know how to make money-losing deals. But from my point of view, your deal may not be worth the loss. "Bu Youran continued to ask.

Yu Qingyang smoked his last cigarette, saw that there were no ashtrays around, so he simply stepped on his feet, and said, "I have my own considerations. Besides, you don't have to be so unconfident in yourself!"

Bu Youran watched him stand up and stand tall in the room, which made her small space seem a lot more crowded.

He walked towards the door, brushing his arm against Bu Youran's chest, causing Bu Youran to tremble, and hurriedly dodged two steps back, looking at him vigilantly.

"Our deal is considered a deal. I will move here tomorrow morning." After speaking, he opened the door and left.

Bu Youran was shocked, did she sell herself like this?
……

The next day, Bu Youran called Dapeng at the institute, saying that he had something to ask for leave for a few days, and told Sun Peng.

Then, just as she was about to get up to drink water, there was a sound from the anti-theft lock outside.

Bu Youran was not afraid, just put on her pajamas, held up her cup and watched the door open.

Just like that, Yu Qingyang appeared at the door, followed by a man carrying a suitcase, who should be his so-called 'assistant'.

"Get out!" Yu Qingyang said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Bu Youran said angrily, "This is my home, you called me..."

The male assistant behind him replied, "Yes." Then he turned and left.

Bu Youran was at a loss for words for a moment, she looked at the disappearing weak figure, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"Don't sympathize with him. I'll pay him a six-figure salary every month." Yu Qingyang still said seriously, closed the door, and walked into the house with the suitcase.

Bu Youran shrugged, although she still disagrees with some of his ideas, such as he likes to use money to measure people's feelings, but this is not her life after all, she doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.

Bu Youran separated the watershed between the two with a curtain. Originally, she planned to buy a bunk bed, but Yu Qingyang dismissed it as soon as she heard about it.

In desperation, I had to buy another single bed and turn the house into a double room in a hotel.

Bu Youran couldn't understand why Yu Qingyang insisted on squeezing her into this small room that was tens of square meters?There are many kinds of normal love, why must a form of cohabitation?

Well, she admits, he's from Mars! (unintelligible)

After living together, Yu Qingyang's living habits are still very similar to those in London, except that he needs to go out in China, and every time before leaving, he will report to Bu Youran, or go to the hospital, or go to the company.

In the past, Bu Youran liked to eat instant noodles when he was alone, but ever since he was with him, Bu Youran wanted to be lazy, and just as he was about to take out the instant noodles, he immediately threw them into the trash can.

(End of this chapter)