For , Song Xiyuan's beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled as he looked at the two women in front of him.

Silent oppression.

Wanli quickly came back to her senses and took another look at the man in front of her. When she came into contact with the man's dark, bottomless eyes, she couldn't help but feel shocked.

Although he is a strange man, you can tell just from this man's determined gaze that he is completely different from Jiang Churan!

After a quick calculation in her mind, Wanli turned around and smiled at Wen Cai: "I'm sorry, Xiaocai, I didn't know you had guests. I'll come see you another day."

After saying that, she walked towards the door of the room. Wen Cai came to her senses and shouted: "Wanli!"

Wanli turned back and smiled at her: "I'll call you tomorrow!"

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

Wen Cai glanced at Song Xiyuan with a tearless look, then returned to the sofa and sat down with a blushing face.

Song Xiyuan felt at ease, and took off her towel casually, wiping her wet hair while walking to sit next to her.

Inadvertently glancing at his exposed chest, which was still stained with water drops, Wen Cai's body stiffened uncontrollably and moved to the side involuntarily.

Song Xiyuan caught a glimpse of her little movements from the corner of his eye, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This woman had obviously had intimate relations with him twice, but she was still as shy as a little girl.

There was a boring entertainment program on the TV. Wen Cai watched it absentmindedly for a while. Then he remembered that the bed was still wet. He quickly stood up and said to him: "It's so late. You should go to bed early. I will give you my bed."

Go to sleep, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Song Xiyuan leaned back on the sofa with a smile and raised the corners of his eyes slightly: "Are you sure you don't need my free service?"

Wen Cai's face turned red: "No, no, you need to rest too."

As expected, Song Xiyuan stood up, walked into Wen Cai's small room, and closed the door.

Wen Cai suppressed his racing heart and finally finished mopping the floor before twelve o'clock. While taking a shower, he suddenly heard the doorbell ring again.

It was already so late, and she really couldn't think of anyone who would come to see her, but the doorbell was ringing louder and louder.

Her bath towel was used by Song Xiyuan. Wen Cai only found a wide and large T-shirt in the bathroom that was usually used as a nightgown. He quickly put it on, opened the door and took a look, but almost screamed -

—Jiang Churan!

Jiang Churan rushed into the door and closed the door with his backhand. He was so anxious that he was sweating: "Xiao Cai, please help me one last time! I only need two thousand yuan. You can lend me another two thousand yuan! I promise you, as long as you get through this,

As soon as it passes, we will get married!"

Wen Cai was a little dumbfounded as he listened to the word "marriage", but his heart was surprisingly calm: "Chu Ran, have you paid back the loan shark?"

Jiang Churan's expression changed: "Xiao Cai, I only need two thousand yuan now. I know you have it, just lend it to me!"

"No." Wen Cai lowered his head and said softly, "I am completely broke and have nothing left."

The last time he asked for a loan shark, she had already given him all her savings, and now she really had nothing.

"How is that possible!" Jiang Churan pushed her away angrily and started rummaging around the house.

Wen Cai watched helplessly as the room he had just tidied was turned into a mess by him, and he only felt sad in his heart.

Jiang Churan finished browsing the living room and walked towards the room.
Chapter completed!