The Bamboo Horse Is A Wolf

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Yan Xiaoxiao finished speaking on the phone and sarcastically handed the phone back to Wen Yi before saying, "You want to sell your house?"

The person on the other end of the phone told her that she was a staff member of the housing agency and that someone wanted to see Mr. Wen's house this afternoon and asked if he had time.

Wen Yi put the phone away indefinitely and only gave a faint "hmm".

"Why are you selling your house for a good reason?" When Wen Yi was eighteen years old, Professor Wen bought him a hundred-square-foot house in an upscale neighborhood in the south of the city. The intention was to prepare his grandson's wedding house, with the intention of letting him stay in the country and let your parents go away.

Wen Yi respects his grandfather's intention, even if he left the country three years ago, he did not rent the house to others, lest others do not love it, but now the demon has suddenly started preparing to sell the house behind everyone's back ...... is in a hurry to use the money or to settle in the United States?

The demon saw Yan Xiaoxiao's face full of panic, heart secretly happy, determined to play him a trick deep said: "not only to sell the house, my car is also ready to find someone to take over. So don't expect me to drive you back, I only have two legs left now."

Yan Xiaoxiao just felt everything unfold divinely, "Then yesterday I called you and the person who answered the phone was ......"

"The person who was looking at the house," Wen Yi pretended to bury his head and put his hands in his trouser pockets, "I accompanied her husband to look at the frame of the house upstairs and left my phone upstairs. I don't know if Miss Yan believes this explanation?"

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. Yan Xiaoxiao knew the demon, if it wasn't at the last minute, he wouldn't have touched the house that old professor Wen gave him, and this time he suddenly returned to China in a strange way, and now he even sold his car, could it be--

The demon looked at Yan Xiaoxiao with a wicked smile and was admiring his partner's rare nervous expression when he heard Yan Xiaoxiao pointing at himself and howling, "Tell me! Are you addicted to gambling or drugs!!!"

"........." Wen Yi held his forehead, "Yan Xiaoxiao, you never expect me to be good, do you?"

Yan Xiaoxiao hugged her chest and pouted, "I really can't think of anything good you could wish for me."

The demon glared and shook his sleeves like a decent person, "This is the young master preparing funds to start a company."

Yan Xiaoxiao staggered, "What?"

In the cafe, Wen Yi told Yan Xiao exactly what had happened.

It turned out that after graduating from his studies abroad, Wen Yi had a huge argument with his parents over the issue of employment. As nerds who were both involved in scientific research, Wen Yi's parents wanted their son to follow in their footsteps and pursue a career in scientific research, whether in China or the United States, preferably as an academic who spent his days in libraries and laboratories, just like his father.

Wen Yi, who had grown up resenting the idea of Yan Xiaoxiao reading dead books and dealing with some inexplicable book research for the rest of his life, rebelled and fled back to China. The damned intellectual couple had no time for him for the time being, and Wen Yi had been working on his own since his return to China, busy with the start-up of his company.

Yan Xiaoxiao took a sip of coffee and frowned: "That's not right, isn't the American culture always very open? How could your old father and mother interfere with your freedom?"