Sun Wenqu gritted his teeth and turned a deaf ear.

After a few minutes, it finally calmed down and he let out a long sigh of relief.

But then he heard something in the yard, like the sound of a flower pot being kicked or hit.

Depend on?

Sun Wenqu quickly threw away the menu and stood up. Before he could walk to the door, he heard the door being knocked, with three clangs.

Ya actually climbed over the wall?

Is there any kingly way to go in broad daylight?

He leaned into the cat's eyes in disbelief and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw Fang Chi standing outside the door.

"I'll give you ten seconds," Sun Wenqu yelled at Maoyan, "If you don't get out, I'll call the police!"

"I have something to do, please." Fang Chi continued to knock on the door.

"Don't agree." Sun Wenqu answered very simply, stopped talking, and lay back on the sofa again.

If you don’t succeed in making a scoundrel, you will hit someone if you want money. If you want to continue to cheat someone, you will have to pay money?

What kind of fraudulent spirit is this? You can start classes and teach!

"Then I'll knock on the police," said Fang Chi.

Sun Wenqu felt that if his legs were not comfortable, he would have rushed out now, and he could have rushed out to take a flower pot to shove it over him.

However, he has not planned to call the police yet. When the police came, they saw that someone knocked on the door and he refused to open it. With this deceptive persistence, how could the police be deceived?

Sun Wenqu just wanted to see how long he could knock.

It took about five minutes to knock.

Sun Wenqu finally picked out two of the bunch of dishes that he felt had no appetite no matter how he looked at it, and the knocking sound stopped.

Fang Chi's voice came from outside the door: "I really have something to do, I'm very anxious."

"Don't agree." Sun Wenqu said.

"I went in directly." Although Fang Chi said it was an urgent matter, his voice was always calm, neither anxious nor annoyed, as if they were just a conversation between ordinary friends.

"You go in," Sun Wenqu almost made his persistence and this little bit of silence make him happy, "You go in and try it. I'll treat you to a meal when you come in."

The walls of the yard are short, which means being a gentleman. Even if you can't even prevent dogs from jumping, the doors of this room are different. When the locksmith comes, it opens for an hour when he doesn't bring the key.

There was no sound outside the door, and Fang Chi seemed to have walked away.

Sun Wenqu was lying on the sofa and looked at the door comfortably. Just as he was thinking about what kind of thing Fang Chi would use to pry the lock, he suddenly heard the sound of the window next to him.

"Fuck!" He roared and jumped up from the sofa. He opened the window in the morning and smelled of air freshener. He kept pulling the curtains and not noticing that the window was open.

Just as he jumped up, the curtains were lifted open, Fang Chi jumped into the living room through the window and stood in front of him.

It's quite light and there is no sound when it lands.

Sun Wenqu only has one feeling at this moment, it’s time to install anti-theft windows!

He glared at Fang Chi for a long time before saying, "Do you know that you are illegally breaking in?"

"Sorry," said Fang Chi, "I'm really in urgent need."

Sun Wenqu stared at him again, turned around and sat back on the sofa, and put his legs on the coffee table: "Is that right? Are you in a hurry to ask for child support for your mother?"

Fang Chi was indeed in urgent need. Sun Wenqu could see from his expression and eyes that he would no longer have the contempt he was so arrogant that he was almost written on his face when he met the first two times.

And he also saw the injury on Fang Chi's face.

"It's borrowing money." Fang Chi said.

"Huh?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him and changed to "borrow"?

"You can write an IOU for you, or you say it's OK, as long as you can borrow money," Fang Chi said again.

"How many?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"100,000." Fang Chi replied.

Sun Wenqu was so happy that he leaned into the sofa and laughed at Fang Chi for two minutes without stopping.

Fang Chi didn't say anything, just looked at him and smiled.

"Oh," Sun Wenqu rubbed his face with his hands after laughing enough, "It's so funny."

"Can you borrow it?" Fang Chi asked, "I guarantee it can be paid back."

"Fang Chi," Sun Wenqu picked up the menu and folded it in half, "Is it the real name?"

"Yes." Fang Chi said.

"Fang Chi," Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes at him, "In your eyes, I am a playboy, homosexual, and a scumbag who always beats women, or what?"

"It's gone." Fang Chi's answer was quite straightforward.

"It's really gone?" Sun Wenqu folded the menu again, then pointed at himself, "Are you sure you really don't have the mental retardation?"

Fang Chi looked at him very seriously: "No."

"Then where the hell do you know I'll borrow money!" Sun Wenqu roared, raised his hand, folded it into a menu of the small plane and flew out between his fingers.

Fang Chi tilted his head and avoided the paper plane flying towards his eyes, but the sharp corners of the menu still tugged on his face.

The paper plane was very fast, so although it was a piece of paper, it was poked on the face and even on the wound, which still hurt. Fang Chi frowned and didn't say anything.

"Go out before I call the police." Sun Wenqu took his cell phone.

Fang Chi did not move, and was silent for a few seconds and said, "You just said I was in and invited me to a meal."

Sun Wenqu pressed the urge to smash his phone out, stared at the black screen and silently recited it in his heart about thirty times to eliminate harm for the people and acted as a substitute for heaven, then looked up at him: "Sure, stand up."

Fang Chi inserted his hands into his pocket of the jacket and stood there.

Sun Wenqu called to order the meal and then started watching TV.

To be honest, he admired Fang Chi very much. He didn't look like a person with too thick skin. He could stand here and not leave.

Mr. Sun Wenqu felt something was blocked in his chest. This was not something that could be solved by beating Fang Chi. It was the kind of anger that could not be caught or touched.

Fang Chi stood quietly on the side for more than ten minutes and suddenly spoke: "If there is too much of one hundred thousand..."

"Ah?" Sun Wenqu was staring at the TV and wondering what to do about this matter. He was suddenly shocked when he spoke.

"It's okay to have less..." Fang Chi said in the direction of the TV.

Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and interrupted him: "Is it true that one hundred thousand?"

"Yes." Fang Chi quickly turned his head.

"No problem," Sun Wenqu said, "but I have to write a IOU..."

"Okay!" Fang Chi's mood suddenly became different from before. He immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket, "Then I'll call her to come."

"Wait," Sun Wenqu opened his eyes, stood up lazily, walked slowly to him, and looked at the scars on the corner of his mouth, "You have to sign this IOU."

"I'll sign?" Fang Chi was stunned, "The money is..."

"Your mother borrowed the money," Sun Wenqu drew his lips, "Your mother, right?"

Fang Chi glanced at him and said nothing.

"The mother's debt is paid for the son," Sun Wenqu said slowly, "If you agree, you can borrow it. If you don't agree, you can leave after the meal."

This time Fang Chi was silent for a long time.

Sun Wenqu was not in a hurry, and slowly went into the kitchen to take a bottle of yogurt and drink it.

After walking out of the kitchen, Fang Chi said, "Okay."

"By the way," Sun Wenqu said while drinking yogurt, "There is still a condition."

"What?" Fang Chi's eyebrows frowned, "What are the conditions?"

"Before paying off the money," Sun Wenqu walked back to him, "You have to come here every day to clean my house, wash clothes and cook..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chi turned around and opened the door and walked out.

"Don't eat anymore?" Sun Wenqu shouted.

Fang Chi ignored him and slammed the door with a clang.
Chapter completed!