Jiang Zizhuo?
Tang Chu Rui hadn't expected Qin Haotian to say such a thing. He had obviously done his homework and knew all about her social connections.
"You misunderstand." Tang Chu Rui shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not stupid. Why would I keep thinking about him?"
With that, she left.
Qin Haotian was left alone, leaning against the car as he watched her go into the distance.
This was the first woman who had so decisively rejected him. Qin Haotian stood on the spot. Although he was wearing a expensive brand name and a luxurious car behind him, he felt as if he had been abandoned on the street.
When Tang Meng Rui returned home, although she looked calm in front of Qin Haotian, she was unable to calm down for a long time.
The child was actually Qin Haotian's!
Although this man couldn't say that he had any shortcomings, it still made her feel as though she had eaten a coptis!
"Little Huan, I want to borrow some money. Can you do a little …"
Tang Chu Rui started flipping through her contact list, looking for someone to borrow money from. But the result was basically, "Aiya, I'm really short on money recently", "You don't know I just got married and I want to renovate my house", "It's getting harder and harder to find a job now, I just got fired a while ago".
After a while, she suddenly felt that her friends around her were doing pretty well. Each one was not easy.
His finger landed on Qin Haotian's number.
… …. She wasn't going to ask him to borrow money, was she?
Even though it was a small amount of money for him to be a person with a few thousand yuan, he was still the father of a child and half of his responsibilities …
But in the end, she shook her head and decided to shoulder her own responsibilities.
Just then, Chen Xuemei's phone call came in again.
"Hey, why aren't you hitting home again? Don't you know how much your father spends on medicine every day? "
At a time like this, Chen Xuemei's call was like a hailstorm blowing in December.
"Didn't I just call 10,000 just two days ago?"
"My luck isn't good right now!" They've all lost! " Chen Xuemei urged, "It doesn't matter if I'm a little hungry because I don't have the money, but what about your father? Your dad can't not drink medicine for a day! "When the time comes for the illness to worsen, with a blade worth hundreds of thousands, who would be able to bear the burden?"
When she heard that her father's condition had worsened again, Tang Chu Rui was a little flustered.
"I don't have any money. Do you think I open a bank?"
Chen Xuemei laughed.
Tang Chu Rui was flustered. She couldn't hold the phone properly, so she fell to the ground. When she picked it up again, it was already hanging up.
Tang couldn't solve his own problems, so he encountered such a big problem. She felt her heart flustered, as if the sky was about to collapse.
At this moment, a strange phone call came in contact with her.
She picked it up, and after listening to it for a long time, she realised that it was the Female Assistant from last time.
"Miss Tang, when are you free to come back for a part-time job?"
Part-time job?
Tang's eyes lit up again.
When she thought about how she only sat there for an afternoon and then unexpectedly received 20,000 gold coins, she felt as if she saw hope.
As long as he had money, all the problems would be solved, right?
"Alright, I'll go over. When is it?"
When the woman told her the time, and when she had promised to come, Tang Muren opened her mouth as if she had thought of something. "But I have a request."
"What request?"
"I hope you can …" She hesitated, "Just pay me at the agreed time? Don't give out so much money out of thin air? "
"Huh?" The other side was stunned.
"I hope we can count it by the hour. That way, I can feel more at ease." "No," she explained.
The other party was very surprised. After a moment of silence, he finally agreed.
"Alright."
"YES!" came a burst of YES in front of the mirror after Tang Chu Rui hung up the phone. Soon, there would be income!
She arrived at the appointed time the next day. The butler was already familiar with her and quickly opened the door for her.
"Miss Tang, you're here." The Female Assistant brought her in.
Tang Chu Rui went in and was already familiar with the route to the fitting room.
"Still going up to the second floor like last time?" she asked.
"No, this time, it's the first floor." The Female Assistant said.
"The first floor?"
At this moment, someone walked in through the door. The youngster who had just finished playing basketball wore a white t-shirt and ripped jeans, casually rubbing his yellow hair.
"You're here?" When he saw Tang Chu Rui, he said, "Sit down for a while. I'm going to take a shower and come out soon."
Female Assistant kept the CD player, instant noodles and game console on the sofa, and had the people put away the easel, paintbrush, bucket, and color palette.
"This is …?" Tang Chu Rui seemed to have realized something.
"Young Master, it's your turn this time." The Female Assistant said.
He didn't know what kind of trouble the young master had gotten himself into, but he had never taken a single glance at the paintings the eldest young master had painted in the past. But ever since the model had arrived, he had been shouting that he wanted to learn painting too.
This was the first time he had used a paintbrush to call a model over. It was a very ceremonious gesture.
There was a splash in the bathroom.
Tang Chu Rui uncertainly asked, "I …" You want to be his nude mold? "