Chapter 2: Look at my luxurious city center with two bedrooms and one living room

Ji Chen blinked, and subconsciously moved his gaze back to Jiang Baiwan. He handed out a check that had just been written: "Take it."
Jiang Baiwan was confused and didn't know what it was, but when he saw that this man seemed to be very persistent, he accepted the check from him. He only heard the man say: "I will only give you two hundred thousand, you must Learn to be self-reliant."
Ji Chen took a deep look at Jiang Baiwan: "In the future, you can do it for yourself."
After speaking, the car window rose again, and the car started and drove away, leaving only Jiang Baiyu standing on the spot, carrying vegetables and checks, full of question marks.
...Who is this man!

After returning home, Jiang Baiwan hurriedly took out the fish in the bag and threw it into the kitchen sink, and then put the purchased items one by one, before he had time to read the check carefully.
It's really two hundred thousand! Jiang Baiwan was stunned, but he didn't have the excitement of getting eight million before. Instead, he was full of doubts-who is that man? Why do you look familiar with yourself? And one shot is 200,000?
The content of that ancient romance novel basically revolves around the male and female protagonists. The supporting roles are all one-sided, and Jiang Baiwan didn’t pay much attention to it. Thinking about it now, in the vague impression, it seems that no one can match the one he met today. The man checked.
Who is he?
Unfortunately, until Jiang Baiwan went to bed and closed his eyes, he did not find any information about the man from his memory.
Half asleep and half awake, Jiang Baiwan felt as if someone was talking in her ear. The man's voice was deep and magnetic, facing Jiang Baiwan's ears, making her tremble all over.
She rolled over impatiently, but felt as if she had fallen into an embrace. The embrace was warm and warm, and the transpiring Jiang Baiwan could hardly breathe. She wanted to get out, but she couldn't get away.
who are you? In a daze, Jiang Baiwan's heart was shouting.
However, until she fell into darkness again, Jiang Baiwan did not get the answer she wanted.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Baiwan held his head against the chicken coop and looked angrily at himself in the mirror, feeling that his old face was lost.
How old is this, how can you still have spring dreams! And the most important thing is... the man in the dream, she didn't even see his face!
It was a loss, Jiang Baiwan thought painfully while brushing his teeth, it was really a loss.
After washing, Jiang Baiwan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. She leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at the snow-white ceiling. She suddenly relaxed down. Jiang Baiwan didn't know what she should do.
Speaking of which, what is the life of the rich? play golf? ski? Buy antiques?
But she is also eight million, which seems not enough to support her in these activities...
Jiang Baiwan stretched out his hand to touch his stomach again, sighed, and looked at the kitchen-forget it, make breakfast first, at least the rich will never be hungry.

What Jiang Baiwan didn't know was that a pair of uninvited guests came to the door at this time.
Outside the gate of the community, a red convertible parked at the door with a man and a woman sitting in the car. The woman was looking at the house number of the community with complicated eyes. She pulled the clothes of the man next to her and asked in a low voice: "She... does she really live here?"
The man's expression seemed a little impatient, but when facing the woman, he was very gentle: "Yes, when we called yesterday, didn't the people over there already made it very clear?"
These two people are the protagonists Chu Yunhan and Shui Lan'er in the book "A Thousand Years in Love with You".
At this time, Shui Lan'er looked sadly at the man next to him, and whispered: "Yun Han, don't you get angry later, okay? Jiang Baiwan is already pitiful enough, we can't be the kind of people who fall into trouble."
Shui Lan'er is a woman like a little white flower. She is sad and lonely, but her heart is simple and kind. Even in the face of Jiang Baiwan who has been bullying her, Shui Lan'er doesn't hold any grudges at all. Even after hearing the news about Jiang's bankruptcy, she made a special call to Jiang Baiwan's villa.
As a result, the people in the villa told her that the previous tenants had moved out?
Shui Lan'er suddenly became worried. When Chu Yunhan came back in the evening, she saw her girlfriend sitting by the window with her head hanging down, looking so sad. Chu Yunhan felt distressed all of a sudden. After asking what had happened, even if Chu Yunhan didn't like Jiang Baiwan, he still inquired clearly about Jiang Baiwan's current residence.
Thinking of this, Chu Yunhan's eyes when looking at Shui Lan'er suddenly became more gentle-his Lan'er is so cute and so kind, even if it is the hateful woman Jiang Baiwan, he still never bears hatred.
Lan'er, is the simplest girl he has ever seen in his life!
Chu Yunhan couldn't help looking at the gate of the community again-why the woman of Jiang Baiwan couldn't always disappear from their happy world? Had it not been to make Lan'er happy, he would not let her go so easily!

Jiang Baiwan was wearing an apron, cooking breakfast at home, when she was about to turn the fried eggs in the pan, the doorbell suddenly rang.
"Come here!" Jiang Baiwan responded, and hurriedly turned off the fire and went to open the door, "Come!"
The door opened, and there was a man and a woman standing at the door, looking at each other with Jiang Baiwan who was holding a spatula in an apron. Both sides fell into a strange silence.
In the end, it was Jiang Baiwan who broke the deadlock first. She asked cautiously: "...is it a property?"
Hey, shouldn't the property fee be paid by the landlord?
Upon hearing this, Chu Yunhan's face turned black, and immediately wanted to yell at Jiang Baiwan—knowing that this woman's instinct was not changed! Always so vicious, he shouldn't listen to Lan'er's words over here!
When Shui Lan'er looked at Jiang Baiwan's apron and the spatula in his hand, her eyes suddenly turned red. She bit her lip and whispered: "Xiao Wan...you...have you been so hard now?"
what? Jiang Baiwan's face was blank--are these two people she knows?
"Uh, okay..." Jiang Baiwan had no choice but to answer vaguely, "Well, do you want to come in and sit?"
It seemed that he wasn't here to seek revenge, and Jiang Baiwan couldn't always keep others standing at the door.
After letting the man and woman sit casually, Jiang Baiwan ran into the kitchen brandishing a spatula to fight the eggs in the pot. I can't blame her for not being able to remember that in her subconscious, it is too late for the hero and the hostess to be far away from her, so why would someone specially send it to the door.
Shui Lan'er and Chu Yunhan were sitting side by side at the table. They happened to be able to see Jiang Baiwan in the kitchen. Seeing her skillfully cooking, Shui Lan'er, who had always been sentimental, was suddenly even more sad.
She whispered to Chu Yunhan: "Yun Han, look at Xiao Wan, how hard it is to live after the family went bankrupt. I remember that she used to live in a single-family villa with a garden, but now she actually moved there. In such a small house... and she will cook for herself."
Shui Lan'er was holding her chest with tears in her eyes, and she became more sad: "She used to eat three-Michelin-star restaurants. If she didn't have her appetite, she would just throw it away. My God, Yun Han, my heart hurts so badly, Xiaowan's past is too pitiful."
Chu Yunhan hugged Shui Lan'er and comforted her in a low voice: "Lan'er, you are so kind, such a woman is not worthy of our sympathy! Let me say, let's save her some money, Even if it's the ultimate benevolence."
After speaking, the two raised their heads and saw Jiang Baiwan standing at the door of the kitchen with two plates in his hands.
Seeing the two people looking at her, Jiang Baiwan could only show an awkward and polite smile, she raised the plate in her hand: "...Uh...do you eat fried eggs? I made it myself, Sprinkle black pepper."
Shui Lan'er seemed to be truly moved by Jiang Baiwan, and she even started to cry. Chu Yunhan on one side suddenly became angry. He pointed to Jiang Baiyu and said: "Jian Baiyu! Don't think you can get our forgiveness by selling miserably! Don't think about it!"
Jiang Baiwan:? ? ?
Being pointed at the nose so inexplicably, he was so cautious as Jiang Baiwan, and couldn't help but get angry at this time. She put the plate on the table, frowning and said unceremoniously: "Who are you? I kindly invited you to have breakfast, and I asked you to make a mistake, right?"
Come on, hurt each other! She Jiang Baiwan is not afraid!
Sure enough, the man who looked like a dog seemed to be even more angry. He stared at him trying to say something, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes by the water blue.
Shui Lan'er said timidly to Chu Yunhan: "Yun Han, you just promised me."
Chu Yunhan listened to Shui Lan'er's words and took a deep breath, before he suppressed the anger in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "Jiang Baiwan, we are just here to see how you are doing today. Since you are still alive, then we won't bother you."
With that said, Chu Yunhan pulled Shui Lan'er's wrist and wanted to take her away. Jiang Baiwan was reminded by Shui Lan'er's "Yunhan" just now, and immediately guessed the identities of the two people in front of him: "Chu Yunhan!"
Chu Yunhan paused. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Baiwan indifferently: "What else is there?"
Before Jiang Baiwan spoke, Chu Yunhan interrupted her: "I won't like you. I already have Lan'er. You don't need to say more."
Jiang Baiwan:...
"No, I just want to ask," Jiang Baiwan scratched the back of his head, "What are you two doing here?"
The hostess drove over and got her current address with magical powers, and came to the door grandly. No matter how you look at it, it should be something, right?
Shui Lan'er looked as if she was about to cry again, her big eyes were full of tears. She stared at Jiang Baiwan with tears in her eyes, and said softly: "Xiaowan, don't be afraid, we won't fall into trouble with you. We already know what happened to you, I... I don't know what you think, but in fact I have always regarded you as a friend."
With that said, Shui Lan'er walked two steps in front of Jiang Baiwan, reaching out to hold her hand: "Xiaowan, let us reconcile, let the unpleasantness and sadness of the past go with the wind, OK? Okay? All the mistakes are the mistakes of the past. As long as you speak up, I will definitely help you as much as I can."
Holding Chu Yunhan's gaze that could kill people, Jiang Baiwan subconsciously stepped back and avoided Shui Lan'er. She laughed dryly. Before she had time to speak, she saw that Shui Lan'er was sad. The hand holding the back of the chair suddenly retracted, and he whispered in pain.
"Lan'er, Lan'er, what's the matter with you, Lan'er!" Chu Yunhan licked Shui Lan'er's hand. He glanced at it and said anxiously: "Why is it bleeding? Did Jiang Baiwan hurt you again?" Yun Han also took the time to give Jiang Baiwan a look.
Jiang Baiwan: ...people sit at home and the pot comes from the sky.
"Yun Han, Yun Han, don't be like this," Shui Lan'er whimpered, "I just accidentally stabbed the wooden thorn on the back of the chair. You don't have to worry about me."
"But watching you bleed, my heart is also bleeding." Chu Yunhan looked at Shui Lan'er affectionately, "You are my baby, I can't bear you being hurt."
With that said, Chu Yunhan hugged Shui Lan'er horizontally, and Jiang Baiwan, who didn't even look at him, planned to leave.
Jiang Baiwan curled his lips, knowing that the two men's heads were not working well, and he didn't bother to care about them. It's just that Chu Yunhan stood at the door for a long time and didn't go out. Jiang Baiwan felt strange and asked, "Why? Waiting for me to send you off?"
Chu Yunhan hugged Shui Lan'er and turned around, facing Jiang Baiwan, he still didn't have a good face, but was a little more unnatural: "...open the door for me."
Jiang Baiwan:...