In the face of the doubled breathing salary.
Facing the annual income of more than 16 million breaths.
One house in Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou every year, and it was fully paid.
Jiang Han floated away without any doubt.
What a joke.
Anyone else would have been flattered.
Jiang Han was not a god.
It was normal to be excited.
He and Han Yu found a coffee shop.
After sitting down, Han Yu gave Han Muxue a call.
He asked them where they were.
However, he received news that they had already taken a bus to school.
From time to time, he could hear the sobbing of a girl through the honking of a car.
Although the voice was not loud.
However, Jiang Han and Han Yu still heard it.
The two of them looked at each other.
Then, Han Yu hung up the phone silently.
" Brother Xiaojiang, are you really at odds with Song Qian's fate…"
Although it wasn't appropriate for a university student to say such things.
However, Han Yu was really confused.
Jiang Han had only met Song Qian twice.
Moreover, he had coincidentally made Song Qian cry twice…
"What are you talking about? Let me tell you, Brother Yu, atheism is what we should pursue.”
Jiang Han waved his hand.
"Then explain to me what's going on.”
Han Yu pushed her phone forward.
It showed Han Muxue secretly taking a photo of Song Qian.
The Song Qian in the photo was no longer the 90-point goddess she was when they first met.
Although it was only the side view, one could still see that Song Qian's eyes were a little red and swollen.
"Tsk tsk, you're crying your heart out.”
Han Yu was still making sarcastic remarks at the side.
"Maybe…I'm really fated…"
What was going on?
Jiang Han was also very helpless.
He had no intention of making Song Qian cry.
"I think you should think about how to coax Song Qian.”
"Although we don't want to be bootlickers, don't be scumbags.”
"I reckon that if the news of you making Song Qian cry again gets out, you'll be in trouble.”
"You're about to upgrade from a straight man to a scumbag.”
"Four years of courtship rights, brother Xiaojiang, you have to consider it carefully.”
In any case, Han Yu did not care about it.
She looked at Jiang Han's confused expression after seeing the photo.
He chuckled.
"Of course, if you can promise me a meal, I can consider asking my sister about the situation.”
"After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.”
"Where did this crooked theory come from? You want to win every battle?”
Jiang Han returned the phone to Han Yu.
Then, he picked up the menu.
"Just a cup of milk tea.”
"Hehe, milk tea is fine too. I'm not picky.”
Han Yu came over again.
Then, he ordered a 40-yuan cup of milk tea.
He might be trying to take advantage of Jiang Han.
But later on, he realized that he was wrong.
This super large cup was really a super large cup.
It took two hands to hold the bottom of a cup.
Han Yu was dumbfounded when she came up.
"F * ck, is this shop so conscientious and not afraid of losing money?”
These were Han Yu's original words.
However, he had to finish the milk tea he ordered.
When he left the house, Jiang Han was afraid that Han Yu would spill the milk tea, so he specially asked the waiter for a bag of watermelon to cover him up.
The most terrifying thing was that the bag was actually red.
When Han Yu saw this, she almost collapsed.
She wanted to give up, but Jiang Han forced her to hug her.
If she didn't bring this cup of milk tea with her, she wouldn't treat him to a meal next time.
Han Yu, whose living expenses had been taken away by Han Muxue.
In order to get two good meals, he could only 'endure this humiliation'.
Even the passing girls laughed when they were waiting for a taxi.
When he passed by Jiang Han and the other man, he would always avoid them.
When they got into the taxi, the driver was also shocked.
He held back his laughter and said that the young man could drink quite a lot.
What could Han Yu do?
He could only reply that it was alright.
At the same time, she rolled her eyes at Jiang Han.
It was raining heavily at school in the morning.
They stopped for a while at noon.
Now, Jiang Han and the other girl were about to reach the school.
It started to drizzle again.
When they finally returned to the dormitory, Jiang Han and Han Yu's clothes were already wet.
The two guys in the dormitory had been playing for the whole afternoon.
She saw Han Yu come in with a milk tea cup that looked like a bucket.
He was also a little shocked.
"Brother Yu, did you rob the milk tea shop?”
"Other people's buckets are fried chicken, but you're milk tea?”
Facing the two people in the dormitory, Han Yu did not care about her image.
"What? My kidneys are good. Do you have a problem with that?”
She had been living with Guo Shaojun, a big man from Northeast China, for a long time.
Even Han Yu, who was from Shanghai, was led astray.
From time to time, a Northeastern dialect would pop up.
"It's fine, as long as you're not afraid of not being able to sleep at night, hehe.”
He would probably have to wake up a few times at night to drink a stomach full of water, right?
Han Yu was too lazy to retort.
For the sake of the feast, he endured it.
"Brother Xiaojiang, I'm going to take a shower.”
"Go ahead."
Jiang Han did not fight with Han Yu.
Shanghai University of Finance and Economics 'dormitory had its own air-conditioning and a separate bathroom.
Jiang Han and the others were quite satisfied with this.
Han Yu only went in to take a shower, and then Jiang Han went in to take a shower.
After Jiang Han came out.
Han Yu had already heard about Song Qian's current situation from Han Muxue.
"Brother Xiaojiang, Song Qian is already asleep.”
"But I heard from Xiaoxue that she seemed to have been hit hard this time.”
"I think you should find some time to apologize to her.”
Jiang Han nodded and did not say anything else.
In fact, he still didn't know that he had said the wrong thing to make Song Qian have such a big reaction.
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