Chapter 3 This plot is too sci-fi

Chu Ze invited the woman into the living room and, in keeping with the hospitality code, poured her a cup of hot water.

He was not afraid of losing money, but he was concerned that it was unsafe for a woman like her to stay outside late at night.

The key is that it is still so beautiful.

What if you meet a pervert with bad intentions? After all, not everyone is as kind as you.

"Come to think of it, I don't even know your name." Chu Ze didn't know what to say at the moment, so he just found a random topic to start off.

"Xia Anruo."

The woman sat on the sofa, took off her sunglasses and mask, revealing her beautiful face, and spoke softly, but her eyes stayed on Chu Ze's face while speaking, as if observing his reaction.

"Xia Anruo..."

Chu Ze repeated it in his mouth, feeling as if he had seen this name somewhere not long ago.

"It's a nice name. My name is Chu Ze." He replied politely.

Xia Anruo was stunned when she saw Chu Ze's extremely calm expression, and muttered in a low voice: "You really don't know me..."

"What did you say?"

"nothing."

"Oh."

After saying this, the two of them fell silent. The whole room suddenly became quiet. Chu Ze dug his toes into the ground quietly...

Oh my god, sister, please say something.

Social phobia committed.

"Um, Miss Xia, are you sure you want to live here?" Chu Ze couldn't stand this atmosphere and quickly found another topic.

"Yeah." Xia Anruo responded softly.

"But there should be a hotel nearby. There's no need to stay here."

“I don’t want to stay in a hotel.”

"Then your mother, Aunt Wang..."

"I don't want to go."

"Ok."

The atmosphere became awkward again.

Fortunately, Xia Anruo soon continued: "Are you so repulsive to me?"

"It's not that I'm rejecting you, it's just that I'm not used to living with strangers. What's more, there is a gender difference between us." Chu Ze explained.

"I don't mind, why do you, a grown man, mind these things?" Xia Anruo tucked the hair by her ears with her hands, "Besides, shouldn't you be happy to live with a beautiful woman?"

"Unhappy." Chu Ze shook his head expressionlessly.

"Why?" Xia Anruo asked curiously.

"I'm afraid you'll blackmail me." Chu Ze looked at her very seriously.

Based on the principle that there is no free lunch in the world, suddenly a beautiful rich woman who is not staying in a hotel comes to my door late at night and asks me to stay for a night. Anyone would be alert if this happened to them.

After all, the plot is too sci-fi, so he has to ask Liu Cixin what he thinks.

And fortunately Xia Anruo is a woman, if her gender was changed, she would be...

Sisters, who knows, I met a low-class man tonight...

"You crashed my car and I didn't ask you to pay for it, why should I blackmail you?" Xia Anruo found Chu Ze's words a little funny, "I can't be blackmailing you, right?"

"That's hard to say." Chu Ze stroked his chin and thought.

After all, although I don’t look like a pure and sexy little boy, I do look innocent and pure. Maybe rich women like me.

"..."

"And don't worry about whether I mind or not. Aren't you afraid that I might have bad intentions towards you?" Chu Ze was also a little surprised at this time.

Is this woman so willing to spend a night with a strange man she has only met once?

Hearing this, Xia Anruo picked up the water cup and took a sip, then replied calmly, "What's there to be afraid of?"

"Why?" Chu Ze was stunned.

Does this woman have something to rely on?

"You are too young." Xia Anruo said.

"???"

Chu Ze pulled up his belt.

What's small?
"Why should I be afraid of a little kid like you?" she continued.

Oh, it’s this little one.

No, how old are you? You don’t look much older than him. Could you be the old witch from the Tomb Sweeping Sect?
Chu Ze was not convinced and wanted to ask about the age, but he held it back. He thought that people probably wouldn't tell him such a thing.

"But I only have one bed."

"It's okay, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

"Okay... Then do as you please."

Having said that, Chu Ze was too lazy to say anything. She didn't mind anyway. As a grown man, what did he have to be afraid of?

A wealthy woman with a seven-digit mount would not specifically seek him out for money or to kill him.

If he's after sex, there's no need to beat around the bush. He won't resist anyway... No, he can't resist.

Accepting the fact that Xia Anruo had to stay overnight, Chu Ze sighed and went into the kitchen to get out a bucket of instant noodles. He had originally wanted to have a good meal, but now he was no longer in the mood.

Xia Anruo looked at Chu Ze who was tinkering in the kitchen and asked, "What are you doing?"

"As you can see, let's make dinner." Chu Ze said as he tore open the seasoning packet and put it into the noodle bucket.

"Is this what you're eating for dinner?" Xia Anruo glanced at the instant noodles.

"Can't you?"

"Why don't you eat something good? Don't you want to?"

"..."

Can you chat?
It turns out that rich people cannot understand the thoughts of poor people... No, I am not a poor person either.

It seems that he really doesn't want to eat anything good.

Chu Ze didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just asked, "Have you eaten?"

"No."

"How about a bucket?"

"Thank you, I don't want to eat anything without nutrition." Xia Anruo waved her hand to refuse, with a look of disgust.

Chu Ze saw her disgusted expression and scratched his head, thinking that although instant noodles had no nutrition, they were still delicious to eat occasionally.

Xia Anruo smelled the aroma of instant noodles and felt a little hungry. She touched her stomach, then took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Hello...give me a seafood rice bowl...yes...deliver it to this address..."

It sounds like ordering takeout.

Why not use food delivery apps to order?

Maybe it's some high-end restaurant where you can only take orders by phone?

Chu Ze didn't understand because this involved his blind spot in knowledge.

He doesn’t understand the world of rich people, but the instant noodles are quite fragrant anyway... Oh, by the way, I forgot to add sausage.

Chu Ze took out another sausage, bit a small hole on the opposite side of the sealing line, tore open the small hole on the top and pulled it down along the sealing line, peeling off the wrapping paper completely and skillfully.

Chu Ze glanced at Xia Anruo who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and playing with her phone. He thought that these rich people who were used to eating delicacies from land and sea would definitely not be able to learn the technique of peeling a sausage like this.

For a moment, Chu Ze inexplicably developed a sense of superiority over the rich.

I won, I won so much.

About ten minutes later, Chu Ze was still slurping his instant noodles when he heard a knock on the door.

The takeaway has arrived.

Xia Anruo put on sunglasses and a mask, quickly went to the door to pick up the takeaway, and walked back, holding a bag that looked quite high-end.

The bag contained a square box and some seasonings, which looked very exquisite.

"What did you order?" Chu Ze looked at the high-end packaging and asked out of curiosity.

"Japanese food, seafood rice bowl." Xia Anruo said without turning her head, then turned to look at Chu Ze, "Would you like some?"

"Forget it, I'm patriotic and I don't eat that stuff." Chu Ze waved his hand.

Japanese food?

Chu Ze’s evaluation was that it was not even as good as instant noodles.

"There are king crabs in it." Xia Anruo said again.

"That... I'm so sorry."

Chu Ze put down the instant noodles in his hand and walked over honestly.

(End of this chapter)