"Why are there so many people adding him?"
"The European King? Su Chen, your skin is really thick."
Qiao Yingzi looked at the string of friend requests and did not agree to any of them.
After all, this account belonged to Su Chen.
"This guy really has a swan dream?”
“V10?
So many Glory Crystals? How much did this guy charge?”
Looking at the extra Glory Crystals in her backpack, Qiao Yingzi was stunned.
In the next moment, Qiao Yingzi's pretty face turned red.
"This guy is a little naughty, but he still keeps his word.”
Qiao Yingzi started a game and tried out Swan's Dream before logging off.
She never liked to play games.
To her, games were just a way for everyone to bond and a tool to pass time during gatherings.
If she had the time, she would rather watch a few episodes of a documentary or play with Lego.
The moment Qiao Yingzi went offline, another post appeared on the forum.
"That man went offline."
The next morning, Su Chen slept until noon.
He opened it and saw messages after messages and missed calls.
"D * mn, the efficiency of this batch of netizens is so high? My contact information was exposed so quickly?”
When he saw the 99 unread messages, Su Chen's first reaction was that he had been exposed.
"Weng weng weng"
Su Chen's phone rang again as soon as he turned it on.
"Hello, who are you?"
Su Chen asked nervously.
He knew a lot about crazy fans chasing after idols.
He just didn't know if it was a pretty girl on the other end of the phone.
"Hello, is this Mr. Smith?"
A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone, shattering Su Chen's fantasy.
"Mom? Had he been pestered by the middle-aged man? And the other party even knew his name?”
"May I ask who you are?"
"Delivery, are you home? I'm downstairs.”
Su Chen heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the word 'delivery'.
So it was a delivery.
"Master, just leave it at the delivery point. I'll get it myself later.”
He glanced downstairs and saw that there was no one there. Only then did Su Chen remember that he had changed the delivery address to Shuxiang Elegant Garden.
"Little brother, you have too many things. The delivery point can't even fit them. I told you to hurry up and get them.”
The middle-aged man said helplessly.
Although he was anxious, he was not angry.
When he received the order this morning, many people in the company envied him.
He only ran one order a day, one customer a day.
"Alright, I'll get someone to come down and get it."
After hanging up, Su Chen quickly dialed Qiao Yingzi's number.
"Hey, stuffy oil bottle, why are you calling me?”
Seeing that it was Su Chen's call, Qiao Yingzi, who was reading a book with Fang Yifan in the living room, quickly walked to the balcony to answer the call.
"Fanfan, who is it? Why did Yingzi go to the balcony to answer a phone call?”
His daughter usually wouldn't avoid him when she answered the phone. What was wrong with her today?
"I don't know."
Fang Yifan stared at the phone with full concentration and said without turning his head.
Tong Wenjie, who was assisting Song Qian, pointed at her son and said angrily,
"You see, during the holidays, I was either on my phone or on my computer at home.”
"If I didn't force him to come today, I'm afraid he wouldn't even turn a page of this book.”
"It's fine. Don't worry about going to work in the afternoon. From now on, you can leave Fanfan with me until school starts.”
Song Qian looked at Fang Yifan who was engrossed in the game and shook her head helplessly.
"Fang Hou, let's go. Come with me and help me get a few packages.”
After returning to the living room, Qiao Yingzi walked behind Fang Yifan and said softly.
"Yingzi? What did you buy? Why didn't you tell Mom?"
When Song Qian heard this, she quickly put down the remaining half of the potato in her hand.
In order to let her daughter concentrate on her studies, Song Qian put an end to all things that had nothing to do with her studies and wasted her precious time.
"Mom, it's not me. It's Su Chen's.”
"Oh, okay, go ahead. Hurry up and come back.”
"I'll try my best."
Qiao Yingzi looked at the cart of things downstairs and thought that the delivery point had been filled up.
This time, it would take at least four hours to finish.
"Su Chen? Which Su Chen? Why did you ask Yingzi to help her carry her things?"
Tong Wenjie was a little surprised by her best friend's reaction.
Song Qian had heard from her son how much she cared about Qiao Yingzi's study time.
Every day, he would have a schedule, telling him what to do at what time, how long it would take, and how accurate it would be.
"Yingzi and Fanfan's classmate, a very interesting young man.”
"That child is an orphan and he rented my house. He's quite pitiful. As the landlord, I'll help him if I can.”
"Landlord?"
Tong Wenjie let out a strange cry when she heard this.
"Aiya, what are you doing?"
Song Qian bumped into her best friend in embarrassment.
"Fang Yifan, stop playing. Go down and help Yingzi move things. After you're done, come up and read.”
Seeing that his mother had spoken, Fang Yifan quickly stood up and followed Qiao Yingzi downstairs with his phone.
When the door closed, Tong Wenjie slapped her best friend's body, causing Song Qian to scream.
"Su Chen actually rented three of your houses in one go?”
"Where did this child get so much money?？”
"How did you meet this child?”
When a person reached middle age, the only thing that didn't change was their gossipy heart.
Tong Wenjie was still very curious about her best friend's new neighbor.
In addition, she had recently thought of renting a house.
The reason was simple. His nephew, Lin Lei 'er, was going to study at this school.
Spring Breeze High School was really quite far from his home.
His sister's last wish was for his son to attend Qingbei University.
Every second counted in the third year of high school.
Tong Wenjie had never thought that just as she had this thought, the house was already gone.
"It's like this. A few days ago, I saw a child faint near the pond in the community.
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