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294 sweet burden
Wen Rao was a little speechless towards Zhan Yan. He said this kind of thing was like an auction, and the one with the highest price should get it.
Businessmen's calculations and the struggle for every inch of land are evident everywhere.
She started to regret continuing to live with Zhan Yan.
Maybe the peaceful coexistence before was just an illusion. In reality, they are people from two different worlds.
Zhan Yan always reveals his domineering strength and strategizing plans inadvertently.
If things go on like this, they will still quarrel and may not be able to break up peacefully in the end.
She didn't want to end up with Speyface.
Zhan Yan also saw Wen Rao's hesitation and knew that he had said the wrong thing again, so he hurriedly made amends.
"One year, just one year, it's up to you. But this year, I will pay for the household expenses, Xiaoer's treatment expenses and the expenses for painting lessons. Don't refuse the gift I give you. Since we are getting along for a long time, , we are a family, don’t always follow me.
Whether it's household expenses or Xiaoer's expenses, I'm responsible for them! "
Zhan Yan took the opportunity to express his request.
Hearing him mention the gift, Wen Rao thought of the red envelope Zhan's mother had given her before, and was so busy that she forgot to give it back to him.
"By the way, the red envelope your mother gave me..."
"I said it was the old man's wish. I should have given it to you when I first met you. If you want to return it to me, I will throw it away! And my card, remember to keep it. Just buy it.
I usually don't have time to buy things. If you see something suitable for me when you are shopping, just buy it by the way. I won't pick what you buy. "
Wen Rao's refusal was blocked by Zhan Yan.
She also knew that it would take until dawn if she continued to mess with him.
Since he said so, she would keep the red envelope first and wait until she buys him clothes.
"By the way, I have a gift for you to celebrate that we can live in peace for a long time in the future."
After Wen Rao finished speaking, she went back to her room. When she came out, she had an exquisite keychain in her hand.
"This is the Thousand-Eyed Bodhi keychain I made myself. It's actually not worth much, but it took a lot of effort to polish it. It has a very good meaning. It can be hung as a key or placed in the car."
"You made it for me yourself?"
Zhan Yan couldn't believe it. He took it and took a look. The workmanship was exquisite, and the color matching of the braided rope was beautiful. It was polished very finely and felt smooth and delicate. You could tell at a glance that a lot of effort had been put into it.
"You didn't do it because you didn't sleep last night, did you?"
Zhan Yan remembered that he couldn't sleep last night and went to the living room to drink water. He saw through her door that the light in her room was still on. It was already three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.
"Are the dark circles under my eyes obvious? Hey, I'm getting old and can't stay up late anymore. When I was in college, I worked all night to make this. I could make several in one night. I just made one last night and I was so exhausted."
Wen Rao thought Zhan Yan noticed the dark circles under his eyes.
Zhan Yan was very distressed. He put away the keychain and pulled Wen Rao's arm to motion her to sit on the sofa.
"Don't worry, there are no dark circles under your eyes. I woke up at night to drink water and saw the light in your room. Don't do anything tonight. I'll clean up the kitchen, so you can have a good rest."
Thinking of Wen Rao staying up all night to make a gift for herself, Zhan Yan was both sweet and distressed.
This is commonly known as the sweet burden.
"If you don't tell me, I don't feel tired yet. I will feel sore all over my body. I'm still thinking about discussing opening a store with Yingzi and Chunfeng in a few days. We want to open a handicraft store. Wang Ying has time. Looking at the store, I can design the finished products, and Zhu Chunfeng can be responsible for purchasing and checking."
Wen Rao's eyes lit up when he mentioned opening a shop. He picked up a can of drink on the coffee table, opened it and drank half of the bottle. Zhan Yan was cleaning up in the kitchen. After a while, he suddenly heard Wen Rao's drowsy voice calling him.
"Zhan Yan, what kind of drink is this? Why does it feel like the house is spinning in circles after I drink it?"