After Bankruptcy, I Was Thrown to My Brother’s Arch-Nemesis’ House
After Bankruptcy, I Was Thrown to My Brother’s Arch-Nemesis’ House Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Those Who Don’t Have Six-Pack Abs Don’t Dare Call Themselves CEOs

Tu Yuan arrived at the second-floor room. The maids were still decorating, replacing the original cold white with a set of frilly pink floral four-piece bedding.

Her suitcase was also opened, and the maids hung the clothes she brought into the closet.

The young lady, who was used to being served at home, hesitated for a second before deciding to let the professionals do their job.

She stood behind the door, quietly poked her head out, and glanced out.

She saw Xie Yinhe’s tall and slender figure entering the room at the other end of the corridor.

On the same floor!!!

It’s okay, there’s a corridor between them.

What does she need a bicycle for when she’s staying here?

Even the basement of this villa is better than outside.

The most important thing now is to make money, to support her brother’s comeback.

“Miss Tu, you can stay here for now. The other furniture needs to be customized, and we will replace it for you when it arrives.”

“Thank you, Aunt Wang.”

Miss Tu is so cute!

She has two cute dimples when she smiles.

Aunt Wang looked at Tu Yuan as if she were her own daughter, her face full of kindness and benevolence, “The young master instructed that you can tell Aunt Wang if you need anything.”

Tu Yuan took out her phone, “I need the WiFi password.”

“Except for the study, the password for the whole house is the young master’s name plus his birthday, uppercase X, lowercase yh, plus 0829%.”

August 29th!

Xie Yinhe is a Virgo!

“Thank you.”

After the maid left, Tu Yuan closed the door and connected to WiFi.

Finally, she can go online.

No money, she doesn’t dare use data carelessly.

Tu Yuan sat on the sofa, she opened several groups and found that she had been kicked out.

So realistic.

They used to call her little princess, now she’s not worthy to be in the same group as them.

Some groups didn’t kick her out, Tu Yuan clicked in and saw them chatting about the Tu family’s bankruptcy, mocking her brother for being incompetent, for not having his parents’ protection, and that Tu Yue is nothing.

It’s heartbreaking.

Before the family went bankrupt, her brother had always taken good care of her.

Her brother wanted to earn more money, he wanted her to live a carefree life.

He just made a mistake.

How can people not make mistakes?

Tu Yuan thought about it, and her eyes became moist.

She grabbed the white little rabbit on the sofa, silently sobbing, tears falling down one by one, her fair face was wet with tears, her eyes were red, the rabbit’s ears were wrinkled by her grip, lonely and weak.

The orange-red dusk passed, and night fell.

Xie Yinhe sat at the black dining table, there was one more person eating tonight, and two more dishes, but Tu Yuan was nowhere to be seen.

Aunt Wang stood aside, “Young master, do you want to go upstairs and check?”

Xie Yinhe’s cold eyes did not waver, “It’s not appropriate for me to go.”

Aunt Wang went out.

A few minutes later, Tu Yuan, with messy hair and red eyes, slowly walked into the dining room.

Her voice was buzzing, with a nasal tone after crying, she greeted him, “Brother Xie~”

Was she crying in her room just now?

He’s really a jerk.

Xie Yinhe didn’t know how to comfort people, his mind was racing, and he said, “Do you want to eat some sweets?”

“Huh?”

Tu Yuan lifted her wet apricot eyes, her gaze was bewildered and helpless, the corners of her eyes were tinged with an alluring rose color, her nose was slightly red, like a delicate and helpless little rabbit.

Xie Yinhe’s heart trembled slightly, her soft and timid, innocent eyes pierced his heart.

He explained, “I heard that eating sweets will make you feel better.”

“I don’t want to eat, I don’t have an appetite.”

Tu Yuan stared at the food on the dining table, “I don’t know what brother is eating tonight, can brother Xie also take in my brother?”

“He won’t come.”

If Tu Yue wanted to stay, he wouldn’t have left this afternoon.

“Oh.”

She tried her best.

Tu Yuan ate a few mouthfuls of rice mixed with tears, she couldn’t eat anymore, “I’m full.”

Xie Yinhe raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze swept over lightly, did she even touch the rice?

Hold it in.

She’s not his sister, he doesn’t have the right to teach her.

Such a big change in her life, it’s good for her to cry and vent.

Xie Yinhe spoke coldly, “Don’t cry for too long, your eyes will swell.”

“Hmm~”

She only allows herself to be sad until 12 tonight.

Tomorrow she will work hard to make money!

With an extra woman in the house, Xie Yinhe’s routine didn’t change much.

After dinner, he rested for a while and went to the gym to exercise.

After finishing his exercise, he went downstairs, and there was a loud cry coming from the quiet corridor.

Didn’t the soundproofing of the guest room be done well when it was renovated?

Xie Yinhe took out his phone and sent a message to Tu Yue.

【Xie Yinhe: Your sister is crying.】

【Tu Yue: Please help me comfort her, please!】

How can he comfort her??

Xie Yinhe walked to the door of the room, the crying became louder.

He knocked on the door, and there were footsteps inside.

Da da da.

The door opened, and Tu Yuan, with tears streaming down her face, appeared before him, her hair was messy, and her eyes were even redder than before.

Is the water stain on her skirt tears?

It’s said that women are made of water, Xie Yinhe finally had a real feeling.

He only has a sister, not a sister.

His sister has always been strong since she was a child, when they were young, she only knew how to beat him, slap him, and tell him not to cry.

How to comfort a girl?

He doesn’t know!

He blurted out, “Do you want to drink some wine?”

“Yes!”

She hasn’t drunk before.

Her brother doesn’t allow her to drink.

Tu Yuan followed Xie Yinhe like a little tail, her head lowered, her eyes moved from looking at the road to looking at Xie Yinhe’s long legs, long and straight.

He only wore a pair of black shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, his muscles were still in a state of blood congestion, he should have just finished exercising.

The CEO is so fit!

Those who don’t have six-pack abs don’t dare call themselves CEOs, right?

Xie Yinhe has such broad shoulders and long legs, his figure is so good.

Can she hug him?

Maybe her mood will be much better than eating sweets or drinking wine.

Tu Yuan suddenly shuddered.

Wake up!

She can’t just hug Xie Yinhe.

She can’t afford to provoke someone like Xie Yinhe right now.

There is a retro brown wine rack in the living room on the second floor, a brown-red bar, paired with soft and romantic lighting, it’s quite suitable for drinking.

Tu Yuan obediently sat on the bar stool and waited.

Xie Yinhe took out a bottle of red wine and two goblets, “Let the wine breathe for a while, I’ll go change clothes.”

“Hmm!”

As the saying goes, a drunkard’s sorrow is a thousand sorrows, she will drink more tonight.

Can red wine get you drunk?

Tu Yuan propped her chin, staring at the red wine like a curious baby.

She didn’t even notice when Xie Yinhe came back, she only felt a faint fragrance of ylang-ylang in the air.

Tu Yuan’s bright eyes moved upwards, Xie Yinhe was wearing black pajamas, with wet hair, standing opposite her, starting to pour wine.

Did she discover some amazing secret!

The CEO who is cold and abstinent, aloof and indifferent outside, actually uses ylang-ylang scented shower gel when he gets home!!

That kind of shower gel has a long-lasting fragrance.

Xie Yinhe is actually a fragrant cold-faced CEO.

What a contrast.

He pushed the goblet filled with red wine to Tu Yuan, “Drink a little.”

Don’t let her drink too much, she can’t get drunk tonight, huh?

Tu Yuan took small sips, it didn’t taste good, the more she drank, the more she frowned, her head was dizzy, did she cry too much today?

Her head is so heavy.

Tu Yuan leaned on the wooden bar, whimpering, “Brother…”

Xie Yinhe put down his wine glass, his cold eyes showed a trace of shock and helplessness.

One glass down?

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