Zhao Kun rushed back to City A on a red-eye flight, and in order to take the lead in handling Chen Xinzhi's affairs before he disturbed Ci Tianyin and the Ci family, he only took a short rest at the airport, his eyes were red, and he rushed to the first place. The first class of buses came around Chen Xinzhi's home.
Nowadays, Zhao Kun, who has already moved to Cishi, is naturally not less expensive to take a taxi.
However, some habits are not able to grow with the rising of his worth.
Seeing that the new suit he had taken care of at the airport was crumpled by the people in the car, Zhao Kun cursed in dissatisfaction, but swiftly moved towards the house currently rented by Chen Xinzhi.
The security work of this community is not in place. Anyone can freely shuttle in the community as long as they want. But when Zhao Kun stepped into this familiar street scene that he had been around for many times, he had an illusion of a world away.
In just a few short months, his identity has become a promising prospective son-in-law of the Ci family. The community that originally brought him a huge burden is just a shameful place in his eyes today.
The more he thought about it, the more relaxed and elevated Zhao Kun's mood became. Even the walking posture, the more he straightened his waist and his head was raised high. I really want to use his nostrils to face the surroundings. Look at the environment a few more times.
This high-profile good mood remained until he came to the door of the house where Chen Xinzhi rented.
Reaching out for a ‘dong dong dong’ knocked on Chen Xinzhi’s door, but Zhao Kun began to think of things next to him again in his heart——
He is now in a formal relationship with Ci Tianyin, but Zhao Kun has always had some faint regrets in his heart.
This regret officially originated from the woman inside the door.
Ci Tianyin's family background is superior, his temperament is better, and his appearance can be said to be more delicate, but compared to Chen Xinzhi, who has been with Zhao Kun for several years, Ci Tianyin's appearance and body are still a bit inferior.
But only so.
Thinking of the benefits that Ci Tianyin’s family background could bring to him, Zhao Kun wanted to get married with Ci Tianyin tomorrow. His appearance and figure, in the face of money and power, had no weight at all, but it was a pity. ——After so many years of contact, he and Chen Xinzhi actually stopped at the stage of pulling small hands.
Thinking of Chen Xinzhi's graceful figure and delicate face wrapped in a fat T-shirt all the year round, Zhao Kun's depression slowly rose again, and at the same time, a wonderful idea instantly popped into his mind.
Yes, he is no longer the poor boy Zhao Kun back then.
To marry a wife, of course, he wants to marry Citianyin. The rich value can help him fight for decades, but if Chen Xinzhi is willing to be his lover, Zhao Kun feels that it is not unacceptable. After all, Zhao Kun is without him. Now, Chen Xinzhi can't even find a job, let alone bear the rent.
As for Ci Tianyin, Zhao Kun didn't think he had to worry too much.
After all, because of the environment where Ci Tianyin grew up, I believe she is also conscious of the fact that rich men will find mistresses.
Yes, Zhao Kun, he has now officially entered the ranks of the rich.
Thinking of this, the smile on Zhao Kun's lips expanded, causing his entire face to be distorted to the point of abnormality.
The child who happened to follow his mother downstairs was startled by Zhao Kun's expression. The mother of the child picked up the child with a vigilant face and walked past Zhao Kun and rushed downstairs.
Zhao Kun was also instantly regained by the movement. On the one hand, he dismissed the general movement of the mother and son fleeing. On the other hand, Zhao Kun, who once again looked at the familiar door, also noticed something wrong-why didn't Chen Xinzhi come to him? Open the door?