The two embraced ambiguously, got on the elevator, and went up to the sixth floor.
Zhang Yuhan staggeredly took the key to open his rental house, which was a one-bedroom rental house.
For ordinary people working in Shanghai, living in one room and one living room is simply a luxury.
Housing prices in Shanghai are very high, and ordinary working-class people cannot afford the housing prices of one bedroom and one living room. Most of them are shared with others.
Including Jiang Siming was the same.
Wang Jun paid her to rent this suite, otherwise it would be difficult for Zhang Yuhan to afford it.
The house is fairly clean, but Zhang Yuhan's clothes, shoes and various cosmetics are everywhere.
Zhang Yuhan also has a job at ordinary times. The money she earns is basically invested in dressing up. With Wang Jun's long-term meal ticket, she is not afraid that she will be hungry.
But now that Wang Jun is gone, she decided to expedite Jiang Siming's plan, otherwise she would have to stammer this month.
Although I work at Yinghuan Company, I won’t get my salary until next month.
"Manager Jiang is sorry, my house is too messy." Zhang Yuhan said embarrassedly.
"It's okay." Jiang Siming replied and helped Zhang Yuhan onto the sofa.
Who knows that Zhang Yuhan'suddenly' got her ankles again, and one staggered into Jiang Siming's arms, and the two fell on the sofa together.
"Are you okay." Jiang Siming just watched her perform, simply cooperating with her to the end.
"Mr. Jiang~ I'm really sorry~" Zhang Yuhan blushed and responded with shame.
Seeing that Jiang Siming was still unresponsive, she began to take the bait and put her arms around Jiang Siming's waist.
"Mr. Jiang, you may have known for a long time how I feel about you. Before, Wang Jun had been haunting me, so I could only keep a distance from you. Now I broke up with him, I want to ask you... do you love me?"
As Zhang Yuhan said, a fairly pretty face leaned in front of Jiang Siming, his red lips slightly opened, his breath was blue, and Jiang Siming completely let him pick it.
"But you just broke up." Jiang Siming looked like a little thought.
"I have long since separated from him. Although I am his apparent girlfriend, I have always been unhappy. Since you left the intermediary company, people... often dream of you and miss you very much. Oh..."
Jiang Siming was embarrassed by Zhang Yuhan's shameful response. People with perfect actor skills like him saw this kind of clumsy acting, and there was no sense of substitution at all.
"What do you miss about me, what did you dream of me?" Jiang Siming asked thoroughly.
"I hate it, people still dream of you... Boo~" Zhang Yuhan took the initiative to kiss Jiang Siming on the face.
Just when she wanted to continue to do the next step, her mobile phone rang suddenly.
"Excuse me, President Jiang, I'll answer the call first." Zhang Yuhan was a little annoyed with the call at this time, but when he picked it up, he found that it was Wang Jun.
Zhang Yuhan began to hesitate to answer.
Jiang Siming smiled and said: "Take it, turn on the amplifier, I will listen."
Zhang Yuhan didn't dare to refuse and turned on the amplifier, and Wang Jun's very tender voice came from inside.
"Honey, are you home yet?"
"What's the matter, Wang Jun?" Zhang Yuhan replied coldly.
"Hanhan, I know everything today is my fault, can you forgive me?" Wang Jun begged.
"I have already told you very well, we have broken up, please don't bother me again." Zhang Yuhan did not hesitate, his body was still half pressed against Jiang Siming.
The strange thing is that Jiang Siming didn't feel anything about this woman, even though she had a good figure and a good face, she took the initiative to dedicate herself.
But Jiang Siming just didn't want to touch her more.
But what was surprising was that after Wang Jun called, Jiang Siming discovered a very exciting thing to do, and a desire for revenge spread from the bottom of his heart.
"What's wrong with you, dear?" Wang Jun asked suspiciously.
"It's okay, have you finished talking? I'll hang up after talking." Zhang Yuhan wanted to hang up the phone.
But Jiang Siming refused to agree, gave her a look and motioned her to continue.
Zhang Yuhan gave Jiang Siming a coquettish look, but the first time Jiang Siming made a request to her, she didn't want to disturb Yaxing.
Fortunately, Wang Jun was very cooperative and immediately asked for words.
"Hanhan, listen to me, I really really like you. Today, I am too impulsive. I blame the dog named Jiang. If it weren't for him, I..."
"what!"
"Hanhan what's wrong with you?"
"No... it's okay, I knocked my foot..."
"Why are you so careless, do you want me to come and put some medicine on you?" Wang Jun said gently.
"No... it's okay."
"That's it, that's good, Hanhan, you know, you are the most beautiful and simple girl I have ever met in my life, you won't marry me in my life, I love you!"
Wang Jun's confession almost didn't make Jiang Siming laugh.
The other party didn't stop, but continued: "Hanhan, you go to the window of your bedroom and look down."
"What's the matter?" Zhang Yuhan panicked. Wouldn't Wang Jun already be downstairs at his house?
"You will know at a glance, this is the surprise I prepared carefully for you." Wang Jun said with full expectation.
Zhang Yuhan looked at Jiang Siming and seemed to be asking Jiang Siming's opinion.
Jiang Siming let go of his big hand and motioned her to look.
Zhang Yuhan had to put on his clothes in a hurry and ran to his bedroom.
Leaning on the window, Zhang Yuhan looked downstairs, and saw Wang Jun was standing downstairs in her house, with his car beside it, filled with flowers and small electric lights.
There is also an LV bag and an exquisite ladies watch in the flowers.
Zhang Yuhan recognized these two things. They were what she had always wanted. The combined price of bags and watches was almost over 50,000.
Fifty thousand yuan is also a large sum for Wang Jun, a small manager, so Wang Jun has been reluctant to buy it.
This time he had lost his money, and he was determined to save Zhang Yuhan.