However, Fang Lang noticed that the end of Yuyi did not disappear beside this luxurious and gorgeous mansion. Instead, it led to a car made by Aoyama Meisheng just now when he left: "Hey, it doesn't seem to be this. Mansion..."

"Huh?" Ailusi was caught in the big dream that the house where the rich lived, and then she heard Fang Lang say this and raised doubts.

The two walked down Yuyi again, and then they saw the parked silver car. As soon as Fang Lang walked over, he noticed that something was hiding, and Ailusi followed behind and raised her head.

I saw Aoyama Meisheng and her driver Morita walk to a rental building called "Zhihuiyuanzhuang".

Qingshan Meisheng walked to his door, and after seeing the news paper in the mailbox, he took it out, but a letter also fell to the ground. The mailbox was written with Qingshan Meisheng's name-Qingshan.

Aoyama Meisheng opened the door with an indifferent expression, then looked at the dilapidated house and said, "I'm back."

Fang Lang and Ai Lucy watched at the door, and then saw that the driver Morita also entered Qingshan Meisheng's house.

There was a dialogue inside at this time, because it was a rental room, so the soundproofing was not very good. Fang Lang and Elucci heard it clearly at the door.

"Miss! I can't tolerate it anymore!" The driver Morita's voice came from inside, his voice very angry.

Fang Lang waved to Ai Lucy, and the two came to the door of Qingshan Meisheng's house and looked inside from the window.

I saw the driver Morita kneeling on his knees facing Aoyama Meisheng, who was standing by another window, earnestly persuading: "Please don't, there are rich people!"

"I'm the daughter of the president of Aoyama Central Industries!" Aoyama Meisheng blushed and turned his head back sternly to his knees. Morita, a pleading driver, looked arrogant, but she was holding the fried noodle bread in her hand. Squeezed tightly, "I can't change this way of life!"

Fang Lang and Elucci looked at each other, both of them saw the look of doubt in each other's eyes, and then continued to look inside from the window.

The driver Morita patted the dusty tatami on the ground, and said sadly: "Please recognize the reality! Miss, you are no longer the president's daughter!"

"Daddy always tells me that we can't forget the pride of the Qingshan family!" Qingshan Meisheng looked at the driver Morita with arrogance, holding the fried noodles and bread he bought just now.

"That father is already...ah..." the driver Morita said and turned to look at the closed cabinet door.

"Ah!" Qingshan Meisheng also looked at the cabinet door, and then suddenly realized something and turned his head away.

"Now I can barely live on my mother's salary!" said the driver Morita, pointing to the pile of fried noodles and bread that he had just bought on the table, "but, how proper is this!"

"No way! I know the 10,000 yuan bill..." Qing Shan Meisheng said with dissatisfaction, with an expression on my face that was correct.

The driver Morita heard that Aoyama Mei did not admit her mistakes and slapped the tatami with angrily, "That's four months of pocket money! You should also admit that there is pocket money! You can't eat 100 breads in one go, and It will go bad soon! What do you want to do for lunch?!"

Aoyama Meisheng had a nonchalant expression, and then opened a fried noodle bread and said, "If there is no bread, just eat dim sum!" With that, Aoyama Meisheng took a bite of the fried noodle bread.

The driver Morita showed an expression of disbelief after hearing Miso Aoyama say this, "I can't bear it anymore, please let me rest!"

"Where are you going, Morita! Are you not a driver?!" Seeing Morita leaving, Aoyama Meisheng shouted in confusion.

When Fang Lang heard this, he understood that the other party was about to come out, and then he pulled Elucci, who was still watching with gusto, and left the window, but Elucci was not pulled by Fang Lang. Fang Lang pushed Elucci and then Elucci is gone, but he himself stayed in place.

"I'm the president's driver, not yours!" At this time, the driver Morita said he opened the door and walked out. His face was full of anger and hatred for iron and steel, and Fang Lang had to pretend that I was a wall. The action hid under the window,

"Wait a minute!" Aoyama Meisheng hurriedly chased it out, but saw the driver Morita leave without looking back.

At this time, Qingshan Meisheng felt something under her window. She turned her head to look and met Fang Lang's eyes, "Huh?!"

Then Qingshan Meisheng hurriedly turned around and closed the door of his own house, blushing and looking at Fang Lang in panic, "You, are you the confession people just now?!"

When Aoyama Meisheng finished speaking in a panic, he saw the driver of Morita angrily took out a word "personal" from the car, patted it on the roof, and then drove off angrily.

Aoyama Meisheng stared blankly, then her face became even more red after reacting, and then her arrogant attributes broke out.

Aoyama Meisheng blushed and leaned against the door with his arms folded, and then the other wave asked, "Again, have you come to confess again? Let me recognize your status as a commoner!"

After speaking, he took a vigilant look at Fang Lang, and Qing Shan Meisheng opened the door and went in and closed the door, giving Fang Lang a closed door.

Fang Lang didn't see this, but he thought about it.

Ailusi got out of the trash can she had transformed, and said with an unbelievable expression: "I thought Ms. Qingshan Meisheng was a rich man... So he was a poor man?"

"If I hadn't pushed you away, you would have been found now!" Fang Lang looked at Ailusi depressedly, "I told you to leave just now!"

"Huh?! I'm sorry!" Ailuxi looked at Fang Lang apologetically, lowering her head to admit her mistake.

After being discovered by Fang Lang, Qingshan Meisheng got into a self-entanglement about what to do if he was about to be accused.

With that, Aoyama Meisheng turned his head and looked at a closed cabinet door on the side, where there were photos of her father and ashes.

Aoyama Meisheng just watched for a while without making any movements, then took a fried noodle bread from the table and frowned, "I will admit defeat!" ..