The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"Xiao Shang, I really cannot accept your kindness."

Lu Yuan sat down and ate his meal, then pointed to the table and the direction of the room.

He said, "How much? I'll pay you."

How is your financial situation?

Shang Qingya sat at the table, looking down as she asked.

Lu Yuan shook his head, took a deep breath, and said:

"Not good, I still have debts."

His financial situation was already not good, with his parents' accident, dealing with their funeral arrangements, years of living expenses, schooling, and medical treatment.

They were already in a state of debt.

His creditors back home are still waiting for him to repay the money.

"Thank you for your kindness, and I appreciate your good intentions, but I can't be in a relationship until I've resolved my own issues."

Since others are so sincere.

Lu Yuan definitely needs to give a serious response.

It's a good thing that he's recovered.

But the debt is still incurred; I can earn it back slowly and pay it off gradually.

But if you start dating at this time, wouldn't that be a complete rip-off?

"Do you owe a lot of money?"

Shang Qingya looked up, trying to inquire about the debt, wondering if she could pay it back.

Until Lu Yuan calmly gave the answer: "Seven hundred thousand."

Shang Qingya lowered her head again; this was clearly beyond her ability to resolve.

However, she was not discouraged, and 700,000 was no longer an unattainable number.

Work hard and pay it back slowly.

She didn't say anything about helping Lu Yuan pay back the money slowly, because even if she did, he wouldn't agree.

Some things to say.

It's better to do it first and then talk about it.

She didn't insist on pressing Lu Yuan for an answer, or ask him when he would start dating or anything like that.

The two of them sat together and ate peacefully.

They seemed to enjoy the food quite a bit.

No one was dejected, and no one put pressure on the other.

Life can't defeat someone who eats heartily.

Lu Yuan kept mentioning the cost of the air conditioner.

Shang Qingya also made a concession, agreeing to split the cost in half, on the condition that she be allowed to go in and enjoy the air conditioning.

Lu Yuan nodded in agreement.

And so the day passed peacefully.

Ordinary but happy.

Shang Qingya felt that if life could continue peacefully like this...

She is the happiest person in the world.

While she was in the kitchen clearing the dishes with Lu Yuan, she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

Before they could even open the door...

The sound of the lock turning came directly from the doorway.

An absolutely unexpected person was standing right in front of them.

"District...Sister."

Shang Qingya almost blurted out a defamatory word.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and changed her tune in time.

"My surname isn't Qu."

Huang Zhiyu had no idea where the title "Sister Qu" came from.

She didn't want to know.

Without saying a word, she kicked off her high heels, changed into slippers, strode in, and plopped down on the sofa.

He said, like an old man, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Faced with such a violent opening of the door and a situation where they didn't treat me like an outsider.

Lu Yuan figured out the reason in just one second.

"Are you the new landlord?"

"Um."

Lu Yuan looked at the key in her hand and asked in confusion, "Did you enter my room today too?"

But Huang Zhiyu shook her head and said, "This is my first time here."

Lu Yuan stood still, signaling to Shang Qingya to calm down.

He'll handle it.

"Come to my room, I need to ask you something."

Lu Yuan waved to her, signaling her to follow him back to the room.

"Whatever deep-seated grudge we have, I don't remember, but I'll remember soon. Can you wait for me?"

Lu Yuan didn't ask what had happened.

Because language can be deceiving, Huang Zhiyi may not be able to fabricate any version of the lie.

He'll know when he sees it for himself.

"Okay." Huang Zhiyi's bones seemed to go limp, and he lay down directly on Lu Yuan's bed: "I'll wait here."

Don't push your luck.

"I am now both your landlord and your boss."

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Huang Zhiyi leaned against the headboard, took off his coat and crawled into the blanket, counting on his slender fingers as he whispered, "I'll waive the rent for you, and your salary is 30,000 a month."

"You're always making specimens, who would dare work for you?"

"I won't kill you if you can remember."

Huang Zhiyi's logic is frighteningly simple.

Lu Yuan is a liar.

His claim of not being able to remember was just a tactic to get rid of her.

Well, there's no other way. To shut you up and stop lying, I'll have to turn you into a specimen.

Only specimens don't talk.

But Lu Yuan has now changed his story, saying he's almost remembered.

She wouldn't mind changing her address.

To be allowed to live.

But during the time between not remembering it and remembering it, she couldn't be idle.

She said, "I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

Takoyaki (octopus balls).

Rent-free, salary of 30,000.

As long as it doesn't become a specimen, I have to try it no matter how far it is.

If things get really bad, I can just throw them over my shoulder and then run for my life.

"Okay, wait."

...

Lu Yuan returned to the dining table.

Watching Huang Zhiyu eat a late-night snack in front of him.

He bought this from a takoyaki stand that he finally managed to find after going out.

But Huang Zhiyi clearly didn't appreciate it.

She took a bite, threw it aside, and shrugged to indicate that she wasn't going to eat anymore.

"It doesn't taste like your cooking."

"Brother, I don't have a stove."

"Think of a way."

The boss has always been difficult to please.

Having no other choice, Lu Yuan had to go out again and run to the late-night snack stall.

I paid the boss 100 yuan to borrow someone else's stove.

He turned back once again.

Huang Zhiyu ate it this time, but she was still not satisfied: "It's too ordinary. Where are your creative ideas?"

"What kind of idea is that?"

"Pickled pepper pork intestine takoyaki".

"That's for human consumption?"

Lu Yuan complained.

But Huang Zhiyu suddenly stopped, stretched out his head and stared into Lu Yuan's eyes.

She said, "It's a long road, don't force me."

After she finished speaking, she got up and went to Lu Yuan's room.

Without any hesitation, I grabbed a large t-shirt from Lu Yuan's closet and put it on as pajamas.

Then he crawled into the blankets.

"I'll sleep here starting today."

Where will I sleep?

"Isn't this a double bed?" Huang Zhiyu glanced at him and said to himself, "I'm the landlord."

Lu Yuan stood by the bed, looking at his difficult boss.

Not a word.

...

They remained silent as well.

There was also Shang Qingya, who was observing through the crack in her door from her own room.

This woman, whom I call "older sister," slept on the sheets and blankets I bought, enjoyed the air conditioning I bought, and kept me at arm's length.

What's even more unacceptable is...

Her eyes vaguely met those of her sister lying on the bed in the opposite room.

Those were long, narrow eyes, filled with indifference and mockery.

There was even a cold smile on his lips.

She didn't say a single word to Shang Qingya the entire time.

But Shang Qingya felt...

She kept repeating the same sentence.