Rebirth of the Routine King

After Wang Ruyan said this with a smile on her face, she turned around and returned to the house.

The four of Wang Weihang were once again left messy in the wind.

Wang Weihang was stunned, and Dou Liang was even more stunned.

Wang Weihang was stunned because Wang Yan really got his bullshit on again, while Dou Liang was stunned because he had to pay for wine.

Wang Weihang patted Dou Liang on the shoulder and sighed: "I like drinking Maotai."

After saying that, he walked into the house.

Pan Yafei was also dumbfounded, and shook his head after a moment. Wang Yan's strange ability once again broadened his horizons.

It turns out that not only can he bewitch the school beauties into a coma, but he also has a unique skill that can kill the charming young ladies like his wife.

Well... you are indeed my idol that I admire!

Seeing him patting Dou Liang's shoulder, he comforted him: "Don't listen to the boss, just buy two bottles."

After saying that, he also walked into the house.

Wen Xiaoshan remained silent throughout the whole process. Only when Wang Ru came out to announce the good news did he show his honest smile.

Wang Yan once again did not disappoint him.

He also patted Dou Liang on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "I don't drink anything except Maotai."

After saying that, he also walked into the house.

Dou Liang's face suddenly turned pale, and the complex expression in his eyes was like spilled colorless ink. It was difficult to describe his current mood.

He always thought that his IQ was among the best among his peers, but Wang Yan could always kill his crazy self-confidence. In his ears, he seemed to hear Wang Yan's provocative voice: As long as I am here, you will do nothing.

no!

The complicated expression in his eyes finally turned into unwillingness and anger, and he growled in a low voice: "Drink your ass! I won't even buy horse urine for you!"

...

Except for Lin Xiyan, who was helping out at the milk tea shop, all the staff in dormitory 406 were present. With Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu, Sun Xianzhi's small room was suddenly packed.

Sun Xianzhi looked embarrassed and said: "The house is too small, there is no place to sit down."

Wang Yan quickly changed the embarrassing topic and smiled at Wang Weihang and others: "Why did you come in? It's so cool outside! Go! Stay outside!"

Wang Weihang punched him and quickly smiled at Sun Xianzhi: "It's okay, counselor, we are not tired."

Wang Ru quickly packed up the clothes on the sofa and said with a smile: "Two people can fit on the sofa. The house is really too small. I will rent a bigger house next year."

Wang Yan echoed: "With the current income of the milk tea shop, maybe I can buy a house in two years!"

Surprise suddenly appeared in Wang Ru's eyes: "Really? Can I really buy a house?"

Although Wang Ru makes things difficult for Sun Xianzhi in every possible way, her requirements for life are not very high. She has always dreamed of having a house of her own and taking care of it carefully every day...

With Sun Xianzhi's current salary, unless the state allocates housing, he will never be able to buy a house in a quasi-first-tier city like Shangcheng in his lifetime.

Wang Yan nodded and said seriously: "It will definitely work!"

Sun Xianzhi coughed twice and said with a smile: "Weihang, it will be a while before dinner tonight. You go back and clean up first. If you have any girlfriends, take them with you. I will call you after the party."

Wang Weihang also saw Sun Xianzhi's embarrassment, not to mention that he still had a bright face, so he said: "Okay, I just need to go to the library to check some information. I will wait for your notice at the party."

After that, she hugged Wang Yan and started to walk out of the room.

Sun Xianzhi said again: "Wang Yan, don't go back yet, I have something to tell him."

Wang Weihang was startled, then he let go of Wang Yan's shoulders and walked out with Dou Liang and others.

Seeing that Sun Xianzhi was about to speak but hesitated, Wang Yan said to Song Zhiwen Gaolu: "The milk tea shop is probably busy right now. Take a look. If you are busy, you can help me."

Song Zhiwen was a little reluctant. She wanted to go with Wang Yan, but Gao Lu, who noticed the clues, pulled her out.

Soon, only Sun Xianzhi and Wang Yan were left in the room.

Sun Xianzhi stood up and closed the door, then walked to his wife silently, and said with a hint of desolation in his low tone:

"Ruru, I know you have suffered with me after all these years of marriage, but you also know that I am only so capable. You have always wanted me to go out to do business, but I don't have business acumen. Besides, I really don't want to give up.

My education career..."

Wang Ru said angrily: "Wang Yan is still here! Why are you talking about this?"

Sun Xianzhi didn't seem to hear her words, and said to himself: "Today, I took the initiative to propose a divorce. It was not my impulse. I have been thinking about this issue for a long time. If you can really find a man with a good family background and a good treatment for you, I will...

....I will really let you go."

Looking at her husband's red eyes and the scars on his face, Wang Ru couldn't help but shed tears. She punched him with a pink fist and choked with sobs: "Tongtong is already so old, what's the use of saying this.

You know that I have always wanted a house of my own, so why don’t you work hard to make money? You have to keep your identity as a teacher..."

Sun Xianzhi stroked his wife's head and murmured: "I'm sorry, I really like this profession."

Wang Ru also hugged her husband's waist and cried: "I won't make trouble with you anymore. I will eat whatever is available at home. If there is nothing, I will take Tongtong back to my parents' house to eat."

Wang Yan looked at the couple hugging each other and crying, and kept clasping the map with his feet in embarrassment.

He didn't understand what Sun Xianzhi meant by asking him to be left alone. Did he just want him to see how they were messing around?

Wang Yan is really afraid that the couple will forget him. If Sun Xianzhi becomes too affectionate, he picks up Wang Ru and throws her on the bed, and then he presses on her...

Do you think it’s better for me to hide aside and take a peek? Or take a peek? Should I take a peek?

Fortunately, Sun Xianzhi quickly calmed down and pulled Wang Ru away and said: "The thousand yuan I took last time was indeed given to Wang Yan, but not in the name of a shareholding, but purely as a gift. So,

We can't take his more than two thousand yuan."

Wang Ru was stunned for a moment. She didn't understand what it meant to be a shareholder or gift money. She only knew that her husband wanted her money back...

She was immediately filled with reluctance, but she had just said the promise of 'eating what you have', and for a moment she didn't want to slap her in the face directly, so when she saw her put her hand into her pocket, she didn't come out with the money.

Wang Yan hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Director Sun, what are you talking about? This is really your money for buying shares! It's not some gift money! Besides, we only have a teacher-student friendship for just one month. If you take

Even if you offer a thousand yuan as a gift, I’m afraid no one will believe it!”

Wang Ru seemed to have found strong evidence, and said: "That is, Vice President Gao's son got married a few days ago, and you only took two hundred yuan. You and Wang Yan are not related, how could you take one thousand yuan?"

Where is the money for him?"

Wang Yan gave Wang Ru a thumbs up with his eyes and said, "Look! Even the teacher's wife understands this truth. Why are you so confused, Director Sun? I also know that this is omnipotent money. If we hadn't invested in it,

Agreement, how could I give it to you for free?"

Sun Xianzhi was a little confused by the words of these two people, but he immediately thought of one thing and said: "Wang Yan bought me two bottles of Maotai and two strips of Zhonghua. I bought it because of the value of the gift.

I got him a thousand yuan as a gift."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Ru was speechless.

However, Wang Yan didn't care at all and said with a smile: "Did I ask you to take a thousand yuan in cash to invest in the milk tea shop?"

Sun Xianzhi thought for a moment and nodded: "There is such a thing, but I refuse."

Wang Yan smiled half-heartedly and said, "But you said you refused, but actually you still gave me a thousand yuan."

Seeing that Sun Xianzhi was still trying to argue, Wang Yan hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, Director Sun, let's not argue about this matter anymore. If you feel uncomfortable holding this money, just donate it to the welfare institution!"

Before leaving, Wang Yan added

He said: "If you give it to me again, I will feel uneasy. After all, I really didn't regard the one thousand yuan as a gift!"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Sun Xianzhi stared at the door for a long time, then suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Wang Ru held the money in her pocket and asked, "What are you going to do with this money?"

Sun Xianzhi sighed: "I don't feel it's right to hold money that I didn't earn. How about we donate it to the welfare home?"

Wang Ru was immediately worried: "Sun Xianzhi, have you lost your mind? Your own family needs help, and you still want to help others!"

When Sun Xianzhi saw that his wife's old illness had relapsed, he quickly comforted him: "Okay, okay, I won't donate if you don't want to, but you have to promise me that if Wang Yan still sends money next month, you won't be able to accept it no matter what!"

Wang Ru happily took out the money and counted it again. While counting, she said perfunctorily: "Let's talk about it then!"

...

After going out, Wang Yan found that Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu did not go to the milk tea shop, but were standing under a pine tree waiting for him.

He immediately ran over.

Song Zhiwen asked curiously: "Wang Yan, what did Director Sun say to you? Is the 2,500 yuan really his share of the stock?"

Wang Yan smiled and answered the question: "For you, more than two thousand yuan can only buy two down jackets, but for Sun Xianzhi, it can save his marriage. The purpose is different, and the meaning is different.

Why bother asking for the real motive?”

Gao Lu looked like he was smiling, but his tone was very disdainful: "You have a childish face, but you pretend to be an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life. Wang Yan, I feel tired for you!"

"Oops! When you said you were tired, Gao Lu, I really couldn't walk anymore. Why don't you just go ahead and carry me for a while?"

Gao Lu snorted: "If you want me to carry you on your back, I'll do it in the next life!"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwen became interested and hurriedly introduced herself: "Wang Yan, can I carry you?"

Wang Yan immediately refused: "You don't show off your strength. I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it."

"It's okay, I'm full of energy!"

Wang Yan still shook his head and criticized: "Why don't you know how to cherish your body? Can't you learn from Gao Lu and be a selfish girl?"

Gao Lu took a long breath, probably suppressing his anger.

Seeing this, Song Zhiwen had to give up, but before taking two steps, she called out again: "Wang Yan, your body is so strong, can you carry me?"

Wang Yan quickly pretended to be depressed and said weakly: "Didn't I just say that I'm almost exhausted, I don't have the strength to carry you!"

Gao Lu naturally knew that Wang Yan was lying. With how energetic he was running around the community, he probably wouldn't be tired even if he ran all day and all night.

Wang Yan took advantage of his unpreparedness and pinched his ears, then chuckled and said, "Can you carry it?"

Ears are extremely fragile and sensitive in winter. Wang Yan grinned in pain and hurriedly agreed: "I'll carry it... on my back."

"Squat down."

After Wang Yan leaned over, Song Zhiwen jumped onto Wang Yan's back, hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and smiled at Gao Lujiao: "Long live Lulu!"

Wang Yan said with a ferocious look: "I've already carried her, and you still don't let go!"

Gao Lu said calmly: "Tuck your hands into your sleeves."

Wang Yan didn't understand what she wanted to do for a moment, but he didn't dare to resist and retracted his hands into his sleeves obediently.

Gao Lu then let go of his hand, grabbed Wang Yan's sleeve, smiled at Song Zhiwen and said, "Mosquito, what do you think our team looks like?"

Song Zhiwen's eyebrows arched: "Let's go! Let's go to the milk tea shop to learn Buddhist scriptures!"

Wang Yan was immediately speechless, okay! He thought I was a white dragon horse!

However, he was not the one who suffered the loss. He immediately complained to Song Zhiwen: "Don't hug me so tightly! There are two things on your chest that make my back hurt..."

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