Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1225 Everyone Says Fu Yancheng Is A Madman
Lin Jing went to the street to buy some things, but he still planned to go to Shanxiao to see Fu Yancheng.

He still has 3000 yuan left on him, which he earned by himself. In the past, he was the second-generation ancestor who lived and waited to die. This is the only money he earned.

He spent two thousand to buy a bottle of wine for Fu Yancheng. Although he knew that wine at this price would not be in the eyes of the other party, it was the best thing he could give out so far.

That idle voice sounded from the side.

"Aren't you going to use the 3000 yuan to rent a house? You can rent a house for less than 1000 yuan a month in the imperial capital, and you don't want to share the rent with others. The minimum is [-] yuan, which is already a very remote place. "

Holding the wine bottle, Lin Jing got into the car.

"That's worth it. My cousin is very kind to me. He has been the best one to me since I was a child."

The man followed him and sat in. He was wearing a black leather jacket, and there were several earrings on his ears. He looked rebellious, cold and cool.

"I didn't expect your cousin's personality. Everyone said that Fu Yancheng is a lunatic."

Lin Jing rolled his eyes again, "My cousin is good, only those who are familiar with him know."

The car stopped outside Shanxiao, he got off and hurried to the gate.

After explaining his purpose, Shan Xiao's people let him in.

Lin Jing himself was a little unbelievable.

But when he pushed open the door of the hall and saw the person sitting on the sofa, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

A black-and-white movie in English was being shown in front of Fu Yancheng, and he probably didn't expect anyone to come here.

A cigarette was held between his fingertips, and the ashtray on the coffee table was already full of cigarette butts. It was unknown how much he had smoked.

"cousin."

Lin Jing shouted, and put the drinks he brought on the tea table.

"A gift for you. I heard that you are in a bad mood these days."

Fu Yancheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he guessed it with just one look at the bottle of wine.

"You earned your own money?"

Lin Jing froze, not knowing how he saw it, and nodded slowly.

Fu Yancheng leaned back, exhausted all over his body, he had just been back here for a few hours and had been looking for someone outside.

The movie has been suspended by him. This is a very classic European and American love movie, and it has been out for many years.

Lin Jing thought, Cousin is definitely not here to watch a movie, but just to have a voice that can ring in the hall, so that he doesn't seem so lonely.

Fu Yancheng didn't speak, and Lin Jing didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Let's go back."

Lin Jing immediately stood up, "Cousin, then you have to take care of your health, Sheng Mian will be fine."

Only then did Fu Yancheng notice that Lin Jing had grown a lot. He used to be a young master among thousands of flowers, but now his face had changed. After experiencing outside, he had already changed.

He wanted to pull out a smile, but found that it was too difficult, so he let out a "huh".

When Lin Jing walked out of Shanxiao, he saw his partner leaning on the car, his slender legs shaking slightly, and the earrings on his ears were extraordinarily shiny.

He frowned, opened the car door and sat in.

He was going to worry about renting a house in the future. Since he decided to do it himself, he definitely couldn't rely on the things from the Fu family, let alone use his cousin's money.

While worrying, a voice came from the side.

"Live with me, I charge you 1000 yuan a month, can you cook?"

Lin Jing was a little surprised. Although he had known his partner for a short time, people around him said that he had a bad temper and didn't like to share a house with others.

"Uh, I can make instant noodles."

"That's enough, we'll be roommates from now on."

Lin Jing looked at this face and nodded as he thought about the only 1000 yuan left in his pocket.

(End of this chapter)