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"How can that be?" Chen's Mother was stunned, "It's not like you guys are serious, if he bullies you …"

"Lawyer Ren is in the same district as him, he should... No problem, right? "

Chen Jiajia scratched her temples. She had a lot of considerations, but she had to be cautious.

"In that case, go ahead and make a call if you need anything!"

With Chen's Mother's repeated instructions, Chen Jiajia braced herself and went upstairs. She picked up some season's worth of clothes and toiletries and packed them into her backpack.

The house was not that big, only less than a hundred square meters. It had two bedrooms and a living room, so the decorations weren't too bad.

"I'll leave the big bedroom for you. I'll stay in the small bedroom and treat it as my own home." He helped her change into slippers and carried her bag back to her bedroom.

"It's fine, I can sleep on the sofa." Chen Jiajia waved her hands awkwardly. It was already awkward enough to stay in his house, if she continued to take advantage of others, she would not have any face left.

The eastern suburbs had been demolished. Her family was one of the demolition houses, and the compensation for the demolition was not high. That was why she had come up with this idea. She wanted to find someone to fake a marriage and cheat her a bit more for the compensation.

"You are my financial backer, no need to be courteous." As he entered the bedroom, the door to his room creaked open.

Chen Jiajia saw that he was busy, so she opened the door.

A well-dressed man in old-fashioned black framed glasses with a thick and honest square face stood in front of the door. Chen Jiajia was startled, "You must be someone from the Huacheng Industry, right?"

She had seen this set of clothes before. Huacheng Industry was the developer who had remodeled the eastern suburbs.

"Yes, He …" Guo Ziyu was about to say something, but suddenly a fierce wind swept over. His words came to his mouth, but he quickly turned the corner. "What is he doing here?"

"Old Guo, why are you here?" She rolled up her sleeves and grabbed Guo Ziyu's hand, "Come, sit inside."

Guo Ziyu's face turned blue and white, and a chill ran down the back of her neck, "No, no need, I have something to discuss with you alone."

Chen Jiajia looked at Guo Ziyu in confusion. Previously, when he had announced the demolition of the house in the east suburbs, she wasn't stuttering at all. Why did she feel so terrified at this moment?

"Let me introduce you, my wife, Chen Jiajia." Chen Jiajia's face was burning hot, and then he heard him say: "Wife, this is Company's Manager Guo. He's my superior, and their relationship is pretty good."

Is that so?

Chen Jiajia's gaze lingered on Guo Ziyu's body suspiciously. What did she mean by just selling, and not saying that he worked in Huacheng industry, if this were to happen, would the lie of her and her be exposed?

"Old Guo, let's go have a drink!" He didn't forget to turn around and say to Chen Jiajia: "Wife, I'll be back in a while."

Black lines appeared on Chen Jiajia's forehead. She was still in the same room with him, yet he kept on calling her her wife.

In the stairwell, a mischievous smile appeared on his face as he instantly turned cold. His sharp eyes glanced at Guo Ziyu, and his expression also turned eight degrees colder, "Who told you to come?"

"Boss." Guo Ziyu's heart trembled. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought that his own boss, which could shake the world, would call him a brother.

He bent down to wipe off his cold sweat and respectfully said, "I was worried about you, so I came over to take a look."

"Take a look?" "You nearly made me yellow. Don't you know that?!"

Chen Jiajia was a lawyer, she was meticulous and would not be fooled so easily!

It took a lot of effort to invent an identity, bribe her colleagues, and finally become her nominal husband. If she found out that he was the developer who had demolished her house, it would be terrible!

Guo Ziyu was sweating profusely as he forced himself to mutter, "What's so good about Miss Chen that you have to spend so much effort to live here?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" He really wanted to kick him, "F * ck off, don't call again in the future. Send me emails if you need anything."

Chen Jiajia's father died early, leaving behind orphans and widows to live a hard life. Back then, when Chen Jiajia went to university, she had to work part-time to gather fees.

As for the reason, no one dared to ask.

Chen Jiajia stayed at home and sat on the leather sofa. She looked around to see what kind of home was it and felt that it was a little strange.

"I stopped by to buy some dishes. I'm going to cook tonight." When he came back, he brought something with him and bought a pair of lady's slippers.

"Let me do it. Usually, I like to cook." Chen Jiajia took the initiative to receive his purchase.

Living in someone else's house, if you don't cook, you will become a freeloader. This is too outrageous.

What was stubbornness? He could only let her busy herself. As she sat in the living room looking at the thin figure, her thin lips unconsciously revealed a trace of a smile.

Every morning, they would go to work together. Why would they send him to the law firm personally and pick him up after work?

At first, Chen Jiajia was a little embarrassed, but because he persisted, he allowed it to happen naturally.

In the darkness of the night, the two had a clear division of labor. As Chen Jiajia was the head chef, what did she mean by that?

He sat in front of the sofa, watching the TV, picking the beans, his fingers long and white, not at all like a man who had done rough work.

Chen Jiajia was delighted, "What do you mean? Are you always eating outside? Your hands do not look like they work at all, you can't be a hidden fuerdai, right?"