This is Yan Qingluo’s own house, a large flat of more than 500 square meters in the city center, with two elevators and two households.

Usually only Jiang Ziyu follows her, but Jiang Ziyu is like a dog, even worse than a dog.

Jiang Ziyu's territory only includes the corridor at the entrance. He cannot use any facilities in the room, and can only use the bathroom secretly after Yan Qingluo falls asleep. If Yan Qingluo says that the bathroom is dirty the next morning, he will be punished.

Jiang Ziyu tread carefully on the floor of the living room, at a loss, with visible panic in his eyes.

"sit down."

Jiang Ziyu seemed not to hear and did not move.

"Sit down, this is an order!"

The boy's body was stiff, like a puppet, he sat upright, his hands on his knees, his back straight.

Yan Qingluo looked at his military-like sitting posture and burst out laughing.

"Jiang Ziyu, I'm not your instructor, so you don't have to do this. Relax a little. I'll only say this once, and you have to remember it carefully. I've said that I won't punish you for no reason in the future. Also, you can walk around this house freely in the future, just treat it as your own home. That room is your room."

Jiang Ziyu looked in the direction that Yan Qingluo pointed. Next to the master bedroom?

Miss Yan used to hate him so much that she wanted to stuff him into a crack and not see him anymore. She hated him so much that she wanted to not share the same air with him. But now ...

Jiang Ziyu didn't say anything. Was this so that he could torture him at any time?

Yan Qingluo looked at his wrinkled brows and tightly pursed lips and guessed that he must have mistaken her for the ignorant, willful and capricious Fourth Miss Yan.

"Jiang Ziyu, do you remember what I just said?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ziyu buried his head deeper.

"What did I say?"

"I ... can come in, can ... "

"The one before."

"You won't punish me for no reason."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

" ... "

He lowered his head and said nothing again.

"Take off the wrist guard."

Jiang Ziyu's body trembled slightly, and he tried hard to calm himself down, but his unconscious fists betrayed him.

Yan Qingluo reached out and grabbed him, pulling off the wrist guard.

The shocking circles of scars were exposed nakedly, causing even Yan Qingluo, who was used to seeing wounds on corpses, to shudder.

"Did you apply the repair cream I gave you properly?"

"Um."

"Okay, apply it every day and tell me when it's almost used up. You've worked hard today, so go to bed early." Yan Qingluo stood up and walked towards the master bedroom.

Jiang Ziyu stood up almost at the same moment as Yan Qingluo, and stood in place, watching Yan Qingluo leave respectfully.

"Oh, by the way, you should think carefully about your debut." Yan Qingluo turned around and said as he was about to enter the master bedroom.

Yan Qingluo leaned against the headboard and thought about the dream he had in the car. Why did he dream about Qin Feng again? And why did Qin Feng and Jiang Ziyu look so similar?

She closed her eyes and carefully recalled the mission before her death, every bit and not missing any clues.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes abruptly, and the words Qin Feng said the night before the mission kept echoing in her ears, "She is just a little beggar I picked up. She is useless and can be thrown away. Why are you jealous of her? You smell so good!"

"Um ... Brother Feng ... ah ... "

Yan Qingluo's breathing became rapid because of anger, and his fists were clenched. It was useless, so could he just throw them away?

Haha, it was thrown away in the end.

Early Tuesday morning, Yan Qingluo rushed to school again. Today was a full morning of classes.

She looked around and found that Mu Wan didn't come to school.

"Where do you live now?" Yan Qingluo really couldn't understand the contents of accounting and was always easily distracted.

Lin Muxin, who was concentrating on taking notes in class, raised his head and said, "Where is the house you rented for me?"

"Oh. Where?"

Lin Muxin smiled helplessly, as if he guessed that she didn't remember. Next to the Kaguya Group on Kyoto Avenue, "Platinum Residence."

Yan Qingluo searched carefully in her empty brain and seemed to have some impression. Although it was located in a downtown area, the environment was rare to be quiet and elegant. The main thing was that it was a large flat with two elevators and two households, which was not inferior to her house in Pingquan Bay.

"The landlord called me."

It was rare for Lin Muxin to flip through his phone during class. After a moment, a string of phone numbers and a name were sent to Yan Qingluo's phone.

"Recess."

Accompanied by the professor's resonant voice, Yan Qingluo dialed the number almost at the same time, "Sister Chen? Hello, when are you free? I want to talk to you about the house in Platinum Residence. Are you considering selling it? The price is negotiable."

Lin Muxin, who was standing by, slowly raised his head from the book, and just in time saw Yu Lang, who was standing on the other side of Yan Qingluo, open his mouth in surprise and couldn't close it.

"Okay, I'll ask my friend to contact you this afternoon and I'll give him your phone number later. Goodbye, Sister Chen."

Yan Qingluo hung up the phone and sent the number directly to Jiang Ziyu, with a line of words attached, "Contact this person in the afternoon and talk to her about buying a house."

"Okay." The reply came almost instantly.

It’s too tiring to run back and forth between Quecheng and Kyoto every day, so I might as well find a place to stay here.

"Come to school to pick me up at noon and have lunch together." Yan Qingluo typed another line of words on his phone.

Silence for a few seconds.

"good."

Yan Qingluo then raised his head and saw a big mouth on the left and a pair of big eyes on the right.

"You two, are you okay?"

"No way, Yan Qingluo, you are going to buy a house for Lin Muxin just to pursue him? And it's Platinum Residence!" Yu Lang couldn't believe what he just heard.

Lin Muxin is not a love-brained person, so he could naturally guess that Qingluo was not buying the house for him. He was only worried now whether he could continue to live there. If not, he would have to go back to the Lin family.

"Can you shut up?" Yan Qingluo glared at Yu Lang, then turned to see Lin Muxin's surprised and slightly uneasy eyes, and said softly as if to comfort him, "Don't worry, after I buy this house, you can live here anytime you want."

When Lin Muxin heard this, he did not retract his surprised look. Instead, he became even more shocked. How did she know what I was worried about?

Yan Qingluo glanced at Lin Muxin calmly and said, "You are not allowed to bring women back, not even men. Only you can live here."

Lin Muxin felt like his heart skipped a beat for a second. He looked at Yan Qingluo in the light and shadow, and suddenly felt that revenge and ambition were not so important anymore.

"Then can I stay?" Yu Lang came over with a curious look on his face.

"cannot."

" ... Yan Xiaosi, you are a jerk who values women over friends. I want to live here."

The morning class was finally over, Yu Lang looked complaining, "If you don't let me stay at your house, can we have a meal together?"

"Sorry, I have an appointment." Yan Qingluo had a look of rage on his face.

"You two?" Yu Lang looked left and right, pointed at Lin Muxin and shouted angrily, thinking that the two of them were secretly dating without him.

"no."

Lin Muxin shook his head honestly. Yan Qingluo indeed did not invite him to have dinner together.

"? Yan Xiaosi, which young man have you set your eyes on now?" The word "gossip" was about to pop out of Yu Lang's eyes.

"What is it to you?" Yan Qingluo turned and left, leaving Yu Lang and Lin Muxin looking at each other.