Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 5 My Boyfriend Runs Away
Looking at the pure and innocent Liu Qianqian, Wang Zihao suspected that this fairy-like teacher was a little fairy with a dark belly.

The mortgage of [-] a month weighed heavily on his family.

Ninety thousand?

Might as well kill him.

"Ms. Liu, do you think I look like someone who can afford a monthly mortgage of [-] yuan?" Liu Qianqian's eyes looked very clear, as if she was a fairy who didn't eat the fireworks of the world, it wasn't intentional, Wang Zihao said unkindly.

"Oh." Liu Qianqian stuck out her tongue, and said embarrassedly: "I watch too many videos, and I thought everyone was rich... You can sell it if you can't afford it."

Wang Zihao put his hands on his forehead: "The house is not an ordinary commodity, let alone a high-end residence like yours. If you are lucky, you can sell it in a month or two. If you are not lucky, someone may not take it over for a few years. Let alone repay the mortgage I can’t pay it back for a few years, even a month.”

"Then what should I do?" Liu Qianqian blinked her eyes: "I don't have any money, my monthly salary is less than [-], and my parents pay for the mortgage for me."

"Then how much savings do you have now?" Wang Zihao asked unwillingly.

Liu Qianqian was even more embarrassed: "It's less than 1 yuan, but next month's salary will be more than [-] yuan."

Wang Zihao had a black line: "You don't want to buy my nine songs for 1 yuan, do you?"

"This house is for you." Liu Qianqian explained, she was not so stingy.

Wang Zihao wiped his sweat, why did he come back to the original point: "The problem is, I can't afford it, I can't pay the mortgage."

"Then..." Liu Qianqian was in a dilemma: "You can't make me... you can't make me your girlfriend, right?"

Thinking of his ex-girlfriend, Wang Zihao turned pale with shock: "No, I don't want it."

His ex-girlfriend had cast an indelible psychological shadow on him—he felt repulsive towards girls older than him.

Liu Qianqian was surprised and unconvinced: "Why?"

Am I that bad?

"You are my teacher, and the love between teachers and students is always unreasonable." Wang Zihao explained.

Liu Qianqian frowned: "You are not my student now, nor are you a high school student, you have graduated from college."

After thinking about it, Wang Zihao thought it made sense, but he still refused: "You are older than me."

"How old are you?" Liu Qianqian cut corners.

"21." Wang Zihao said he was one year old, and wanted to make him and Liu Qianqian older and create more difficulties.

"That's not much difference, I'm only one year older than you." Liu Qianqian also said one year less, reducing the difficulty.

Ok?
Only one year older than me, Wang Zihao wondered, did he guess wrong?

"One year older is also older, I don't like it." Wang Zihao resolutely said.

Liu Qianqian got a little angry: "Apart from me and the house, there is nothing else for you, you can figure it out."

The ball was kicked back again, Wang Zihao was furious, as expected, a girl older than him was useless, she couldn't take care of others, she was like a little girl, she couldn't twist a bottle cap.

Even drinking water has to be fed by my boyfriend, which is often the case with my ex-girlfriend. She is thirsty and refuses to get up when lying down, so she asks him to feed her.

Let her drink with a bottle in her mouth, but she is still unwilling, and wants another way.

"Then do you have anything else of value?" Wang Zihao asked.

Liu Qianqian's love for taking him in for a night is not enough for him to give Liu Qianqian nine songs for nothing.

Not to mention nine poems, one poem is not enough!

"Besides me, there is this house, there is nothing valuable." Liu Qianqian said stubbornly.

After half an hour.

Wang Zihao drove a red sports car and left Whisper of the Wind with a bang.

"The youthful little man back then has grown up." Seeing her beloved sports car disappear in a flash, Liu Qianqian was reluctant to part with it, and at the same time was very unhappy.

Tangtang, a little fairy, even took the initiative to speak, but was rejected.

Although she just wanted to make a joke at first, but seeing the other party like that, she took it seriously.

Still without hesitation.

This was a big blow to Liu Qianqian. As the saying goes, stand up wherever you fall.

She intends to regain her confidence from Wang Zihao.

on the red sports car.

The more Wang Zihao thought about it, the more he felt that he had lost a lot.

It is said that this sports car is more than 300 million, but it is useless to him.

Only two people can sit, not only burns oil badly, but also pays for parking.

To be honest, according to the number of times he goes out, it is better to take a taxi than to keep this car.

This is not to take advantage, but to invite an ancestor to come back to make offerings.

sell?

The car has not yet been transferred, and Liu Qianqian does not agree to the transfer. She insists on selling only herself or the house.

The more Wang Zihao thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Huh? Isn't that Qianqian's car? It looks like a man is driving it?" On the road around the lake, in a car that passed by a red sports car, a lady's head poked out from the back seat. , the charm still exists.

"Is Qianqian going out?" The middle-aged man who was driving turned his head, wondering: "Didn't she say she was waiting for us to have dinner at home?"

Soon.

The language of the wind.

"Huh? Qianqian, why are you standing here, so unhappy?" A car stopped in front of Liu Qianqian's villa, and then the lady got out of the car.

"Boyfriend ran away and refused to see you." Liu Qianqian said angrily.

The lady was overjoyed: "My good daughter is finally in love. This surprise is a bit big."

After parking the car, Liu Hedong also got out of the car, with a happy expression on his face: "Just now, did your boyfriend drive your car away?"

If his daughter falls in love in his teens, Liuhe Dong will definitely be very troubled, thinking that his good cabbage will be spoiled by pigs.

But now, her daughter has graduated from college for four or five years, and she hasn't fallen in love yet, so Liu Hedong is more than troubled.

Fortunately, the daughter finally fell in love, and almost met the parents, if he and his wife came over earlier.

"It's him, Dad, can you ask Second Uncle to bring him back?" Liu Qianqian went up and hugged Liu He Dong's arm coquettishly.

Liuhe Dong laughed loudly: "Your second uncle knows the law and broke the law by arresting people casually. If you want him to lose his black hat, just tell your uncle directly. You don't need to go to such trouble."

"He broke the law and insisted on driving my car away, and he doesn't plan to return it to me." Liu Qianqian was fierce, she didn't want the house, and she didn't want her. This little man is too hateful.

"Go into the room, go first." Bai Feifei said with a smile, she didn't think what her daughter said was true.

It's normal for young couples to quarrel.

After entering the room, Bai Feifei asked his daughter curiously: "Qianqian, what is your boyfriend's background?"

Liu Qianqian still looked angry: "It was a student I taught when I was a teacher in the first year. Now that he has grown up, his wings have become stiff."

Bai Feifei snickered, is it because the wings are hard or something else.

Immediately, she came back to her senses, a little surprised: "You became a teacher in the first year, and you taught senior high school students. At that time, you just..."

Liu Hedong wiped his sweat, is this still his obedient daughter?

Liu Qianqian snorted coldly: "At that time... who would have liked him."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't seem too late now." Bai Feifei was very happy. All these years, the stone in her heart was finally let go at this moment.

When my daughter was in school, I was worried that my daughter would fall in love with her because she was too beautiful.

My daughter has graduated, and I am worried that my daughter will not find a partner or get married.

Now, neither sooner nor later, just right.

It came too early, for fear that my daughter would not know how to cherish it.

I came too late, afraid that my daughter would feel that I was not good enough.

(End of this chapter)