Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 114: Autism x Autism
It is difficult for Qin Zhou to feel other people's emotions, and sometimes it is even difficult to understand what others say to him, but Wen Zhiyi is surprised.

He pursed his lips after listening to Wen Zhiyi's words, and replied seriously: "I searched your name on the phone, and saw someone said you were here."

"I downloaded the software again and saw your photo, I am very happy."

When he said this, Wen Zhiyi understood that in the Internet age, Qin Zhou probably picked up whoever mentioned her and her profession in public forums.

He placed the order on the website through a formal channel, and Wen Zhiyi's younger sister was still waiting for medical expenses in the hospital, so she could only take a deep breath and tell herself not to make trouble with the money.

When she entered the villa, she found that the first floor was decorated like a small laboratory, and she was dazzled by all kinds of strange mechanical experimental devices and drawings.

She walked over to take a look, and found that the drawings were full of calculation formulas that looked big on people's heads.

"Qin Zhou, do you know what my job is?"

Wen Zhiyi scanned the first floor, which was still orderly despite the many things, and frowned.

After she appeared in front of him, Qin Zhou kept his eyes fixed on her.

In his eyes, Wen Zhiyi seemed to be shining, and could give him unparalleled warmth and happiness.

Seeing Wen Zhiyi's gaze on him, Qin Zhou pinched the hem of his clothes nervously, and then slowly said: "I know."

"You help people organize things, like, like you used to help me organize my desk."

Wen Zhiyi didn't expect him to mention this, and his face became even colder: "But now it seems that your things are very neat, and I don't think there is anything that I need to tidy up."

Her voice was very cold, and her speech speed unconsciously accelerated, which made Qin Zhou's expression confused for a moment.

His face was pale, handsome and fragile, he looked like a boy who came out of a cartoon.

"Need to tidy up." Qin Zhou seemed to be able to react after about 30 seconds, and replied slowly.

Wen Zhiyi hated his difficult-to-communicate appearance the most, and felt angry, so she couldn't help but raise her voice aggressively: "Where do you need to tidy up?"

Qin Zhou originally only wanted to see Wen Zhiyi, so he couldn't wait to place an order on his mobile phone, but he didn't expect Wen Zhiyi to look so angry.

He looked at Wen Zhiyi, couldn't help becoming nervous, and repeated again: "It needs to be sorted out."

He is always like this, living in his own world, and doesn't care what others are saying to him.

In the past, Wen Zhiyi felt distressed seeing him like this, and couldn't help coaxing him to accompany him, patiently guiding him step by step.

Looking at this expensive mansion and the expensive fabrics on his body now, he feels like a clown five years ago.

She lived in the slums, her father was a drunkard who tried to sell her to marry, and she had a sickly young sister.

And Qin Zhou was covered with famous brands all over his body, his family spent tens of millions of dollars to send him to a normal high school, and any gadget at hand was her monthly living expenses.

She didn't think she was pitiful at the beginning, but she actually felt pitiful for such a person!
It's all right now, she was so ridiculously sympathetic that she didn't even finish high school, but the young master who caused the crime continued to live in a mansion and eat big meals, and now she is called to be his nanny.

Wen Zhiyi was trembling with anger. All her grievances and anger from five years ago surged up when she saw Qin Zhou's slow-moving appearance again, like pepper water pouring into her heart, stinging her everywhere. pain.

(End of this chapter)