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chapter 2(1/2)

The lights in the living room were very bright, and the stairs were orange. A small one was hung on the wall. Su Hao stood under the stack light. She was silent for a few seconds, then turned around, returned to the upper floor, stood at the entrance of the stairs for a while before walking to press the elevator.

The household elevator was not big. After standing in, the door was closed and she reached out and pressed the button on the third floor.

The elevator rises.

She remembered Zhou Yang that year, who was chased by her. She was restrained and gentle and obedient by nature, but she never liked a man so much that she pursued him directly. She did a lot of things that were not very consistent with her personality, and was laughed at by many people, and she didn't think she would fail.

But it just failed.

At that time, I couldn't see Zhou Yang's posture clearly.

tonight.

I saw it clearly.

Sure enough, the forced melon is not sweet.

So that's the reason.

She...is not the type he likes.

Yes, not to mention the identity gap, the scenes that the two people have seen are different.

The hair was still damp, and the elevator arrived on the third floor. The elevator door opened and closed again. Su Hao pressed the button on the first floor. Soon, the elevator descended and headed to the first floor.

Arriving on the first floor, the elevator door opens.

After giving them a little time, they should have finished talking, right?

Su Hao took a deep breath and walked out.

In the living room wine cabinet, Suxi and Zhou Yang were standing there. Zhou Yang put on a coat in his hand, leaning against the wine cabinet, talking to Suxi. Seeing that Su Hao was coming down, Zhou Yang swept here, smiled slightly, stopped the topic. Suxi turned her head and saw Su Hao, and immediately walked over: "Why don't you blow after washing your hair? Come on, auntie will blow it for you."

Su Hao grabbed his hair and said, "I didn't find a hair dryer."

"Silly girl, I'm just on the bedside table. I won't look for the second one." Suxi pulled Su Hao and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, no longer caring about her son.

Su was so good that Su Xi asked her to blow her, so she took it over and lowered her head to open the hair dryer.

The tall man next to the wine cabinet took a cigarette, bit it, walked to the entrance to change his shoes, took the car key, opened the door, and left.

The door closed with a very light sound.

There were only Su Hao and Su Xi left in the room. The hair dryer rang. Su Hao started blowing his hair. Su Xi stood aside and smiled and pointed, "There are some behind. Don't blow too close, it's not good for the scalp."

Su moved away a little nicely.

That night, Suxi took Su Hao to the backyard and went to see the swimming pool and the sea of ​​roses she planted. There was also a matching building in the backyard. The first floor door of the supporting building was closed. Suxi was excited and said, "This house is full of Zhou Yang's things, all of which are airplane models."

Su Haoduo glanced at the supporting building and said no.

Su Xi reacted and said too much. She looked at Su Hao and immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Su Hao's expression was natural.

After walking around the backyard, he returned to the main building. After a while, Zhou Yang's father Zhou Qinkai came back. Seeing Su Hao, he smiled, "Long time no see, Su Hao."

"Hello Uncle Zhou."

He hung up his coat and smiled, "But he looks a little thinner."

"No, I say she's lost weight."

Not only did he lose weight, Su Hao's temperament became more calm. Without the innocence of a few years ago, he had a hint of femininity. At first glance, he had experienced hardships.

When Zhou Qinkai came back, Su Xi showed some feeling of a little woman. Su was so easy to disturb her. She was about to go to bed, so she left the first floor and returned to the room on the second floor.

The curtains were open, she walked over and pulled them up, went back to the bed and lay down, opened WeChat, chatted with her mother for a while, and sent a message to her best friend.

Liao Liao: How about Licheng?

Su Hao: I haven’t visited it yet, there are many tall buildings.

Liao Liao: First-tier cities are definitely different.

Su Hao: Come and have fun on National Day.

Liao Liao: Then you have to settle down before I dare to go. Will you live in their house?

Su Hao: No.

Liao Liao: It’s okay if you don’t live. Is that Zhou Yang still so handsome now? Are you married?

Su Hao: I don’t know, I didn’t ask.

Liao Liao: Yes, there is no need to ask.

Liao Yun wanted to ask Su Hao if he still liked that person, but in the end he didn't ask. According to reason, after so many years, any likes have changed a long time ago.

What's more, Su Hao has experienced a while.

*

As soon as it dawned, Su Hao woke up with his cell phone in his arms. He had forgotten to put the cell phone while chatting with Liao Yun last night. The phone rang beside the bed, and Su Hao reached out to answer it.

Susie's voice came: "Okay, are you awake?"

"Just woke up."

"Okay, wash up quickly and then come down for breakfast."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Su Hao got out of bed, first opened the curtains to let the sunlight outside penetrate in, then went into the bathroom to wash up, and after coming out, he changed into a floral skirt and went downstairs in slippers. In the restaurant, Su Xi was the only one sitting there eating fruit boredly. Seeing Su Hao get down, he immediately waved: "Come."

Su smiled and walked over and sat down.

There was a Chinese breakfast on the table. She drank porridge and asked Susie: "Where is uncle?"

"I've gone to the company and left early in the morning." Susie peeled the eggs for Su Hao, and said, "After breakfast, my aunt will accompany you to see the house."

Su Hao took the egg and said, "I want to find it myself."

Susie looked up and looked at Su Hao.

Su Hao smiled slightly.

She knew that Susie must have arranged a house for her, but this was not good. She was not here to enjoy life, but to work. Susie glared at her, "Okay, I know, listen to you, I haven't rented a house yet, I'll try it today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall man walked in at the door. The two of them turned to look. Zhou Yang unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and happened to enter the door. His narrow eyes swept over and said, "After breakfast, I'll take you to see the house."

"You have a good place?" Susie's eyes lit up.

Zhou Yang changed his shoes, stood up straight, and smiled lazyly, "She is going to work in our company next time, so she naturally has to find someone close to the company. Recently, she found that there was a set there."

"That's great." Su Xi looked at Su Hao, who rubbed the corners of his lips with his fingers and said to Zhou Yang, "Thank you."

She said in a gentle tone, wearing a floral dress and sitting there, quite white. Zhou Yang nodded, unbuttoned her sleeves, walked towards the stairs, Susie stared at him, and a few seconds later, she asked, "Where did you live last night? Didn't you stay there?"

Zhou Yang glanced over at him lightly and smiled a little badly: "What? Mom, are you going to check the post?"

Susie stared.

He smiled again and turned around.

*

After a while, Zhou Yang came down, wearing a black shirt and trousers, rolled up his sleeves and sat down for breakfast. Su Hao and Su Xi had finished eating. The two were talking in a low voice. He had a faint bathing fragrance on his body, which seemed to be the same as the one Su Hao used. Perhaps the ones that this home matched were all this brand.

Su Hao stood up and said, "Auntie, I'll go get my suitcase."

Susie was stunned for a moment. She wanted to stay, but stopped again. It was a pity, "So quickly?"

Su Hao pulled open the chair and smiled and said, "It's easy to clean up."

"All right."

Su Hao walked towards the stairs, and the hem of the skirt was blown by the wind and turned upstairs. She didn't take out all her clothes, cleaned up a little, pressed it in, and then closed it, and then lifted the suitcase. Zhou Yang got off here. He bit an apple, got up, and turned around to take Su Hao's suitcase.

He was tall and as soon as he came over, he covered a lot of light. Su Hao subconsciously took a small step back and kept his distance from him.

Zhou Yang glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and then walked towards the door.

Su Hao turned around and hugged Su Xi. Su Xi's eyes turned red by her well-being and gentleness. "What's wrong with living at home? I can introduce you to your boyfriend..."

Su Hao wiped Susie's eyes and said, "Auntie, I have to be independent, right?"

"Aren't you very independent?" Su Xi felt more and more distressed. She touched Su Hao's face and said, "You have to find a boyfriend, do you know? Don't just spend your time at work."

"Okay, okay." Su responded with a giggle.

Susie said again, "Then I won't send you there. If you have any grievances in the company, you must tell me, and it's okay to tell Zhou Yang."

"Okay, okay." Su Hao kept responding.

The two of them pulled and pulled, Su Xi finally let go. Su Hao walked down the steps. Zhou Yang had finished smoking a cigarette and sat in the driver's seat. His slender hands were hung outside the window, and the cigarette butts were extinguished. He looked over, Su Hao nodded at him, then opened the back seat door and got into the car. The air conditioner in the car was very cold.

The car door closed and she waved to Susie.

Zhou Yang was not interested in the sticky feelings of women, so he started the car directly and drove out the car. The car left the villa area and drove onto the main road. There was a lot of sunshine on both sides, and there was not so much sunshine in the car. Su Hao looked at this strange city and handed over a resume.

She was stunned for a moment and took it.

Zhou Yang lit a cigarette in front and said, "I asked my assistant to help you with this resume, you can see."

"You have no work experience, you can only start with a financial assistant."
To be continued...
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