Unsurprisingly, Wen Nan Shu's suggestion of "let's divorce" immediately enraged Pei Yu, causing him to lose his temper on the spot. Wen Nan Shu ordered Pei Yu to throw all her luggage out, even though she only had a small suitcase that couldn't even be fully packed with winter clothes.

Pei Yu told him that there was a possibility of mentioning divorce to him, just divorce, to see where he would go after leaving the Pei family.

Wen Nan picked up the fallen suitcase and the servants who had been easily swayed over the past few years had mostly taken sides with Fang Ling. He clapped his hands and advised with a strange tone, "Madam, why not apologize to the young master? It's already late at night, and it will be embarrassing if this continues."

Wen Nan pursed his pale lips. For the first time, he didn't feel the need to be polite. He brushed off the dirt that had accumulated on his suitcase and walked away into the night.

The Pei residence was built on a quiet mountainside, where no cars would come up in the middle of the night. In the early hours of the freezing morning, when the temperature had dropped below zero degrees, Wen Nan Shu's breath turned into frost on his cold lips. He was wearing a woolen coat that cost 150 yuan from a street vendor, with a black brimmed hat, and dragging a suitcase as he walked along the edge of the downhill road in the bone-chilling wind.

He didn't take the car keys with him when he left the Pei family. Before leaving, he left the car keys for the Audi that Pei Yu had bought for him when they got married on the bedside table.

He married Pei Yu, not for the money of the Pei family. At first, he envisioned becoming Pei Yu's lover, but Pei Yu had too many lovers, leaving him with less and less time. Later, he thought that as long as he could lie by Pei Yu's side, it would be enough. But Pei Yu never saw him as a person.

At 2 o'clock in the early morning, under the pitch-black sky devoid of stars and moon, tiny snowflakes began to drift down. The wind grew increasingly chilling, and Wen Nan Shu felt the snowflakes burrowing into his neck. His toes and fingertips lost all sensation from the cold. He pulled his coat collar tightly, realizing that he truly had nowhere to go.

In K City, he only had one friend, Wei Siyan. However, Wei Siyan had already been working the night shift at the hospital for a week, so Wen Nanshu didn't want to disturb him. Wen Nanshu walked for an hour in the snow, dragging his luggage, until he reached a place with people. He hailed a taxi and went to a pet shop.

Christmas has already passed, and Wenna, with only three yuan left from taking a cab, bought a box of pet milk from the self-service vending machine on the side of the street. She opened the rolling shutter door of the pet store.

The cats and dogs in the shop are all asleep. When they heard the rolling shutter door being opened, they all lifted their heads alertly as if awakened by the noise. Some of the cats, with their sensitive ears, meowed and licked their tongues at him.

Wen Nan heated a can of cat food in the microwave and poured it into a bowl for the kitten, saying, "Sorry... I woke you up. Let's sleep together tonight."

Wen Nan's expression was very gentle when he spoke. His facial features were naturally soft and clean. His slightly double-folded eyelids were of a shallow, amber color, and his profile, illuminated by the dim orange light from the streetlamp outside, exuded a kind of serene handsomeness.

He gently touched the kitten's head and then laid down on the couch in the pet store, taking off his jacket.

Sleeping with so many cats and dogs, I was afraid that they would catch a cold, so I deliberately closed the doors and windows. Naturally, there was a bit of a smell, but as Wen Nan Shu lay on the sofa, he felt a sense of relief as if a burden had been lifted after more than ten years.

He wasn't homeless for the first time. When he was young, his aunt led him by the hand to the entrance of the welfare house and apologized to him, saying that their family was going through a difficult time. Everything had simply returned to square one.

The wound on Wen Nan's forehead had worn off the anesthesia, and the pain began to awaken in the gaps of his nerves. Wen Nan lay for a while and suddenly heard two car lock sounds outside in the silent night. Then, the rolling shutter was knocked on. "Is there anyone inside? Brother Wen?"

It was Han Jianian.

Han Jianian and his group of young friends had finished their meal together and then went to sing until now before dispersing. His rented house is nearby, so he noticed that the lights in the store across the road were still on when he came back. It was late at night, so he came over to take a look.

Wen Nan felt a sense of guilt and embarrassment for secretly using someone else's place and getting caught. He apologized, "I'm sorry, something came up tonight and I thought I could just make do here for one night..."

Han Jianian, sporting a knitted fisherman's hat, looked at the inconspicuous jacket that Warm Nan's book was covering on the sofa. The store didn't turn on the air conditioning at night, and it was snowing outside. Han Jianian casually touched Warm Nan's hand, and its temperature was as cold as ice.

"Wenge, it's too cold here, I can't sleep at all. If I sleep, I'll definitely catch a cold the next day. Why don't you come back to my place tonight? I rented a house, and I'm the only one living there."

Wen Nanshu stared for a moment and quickly said there was no need to bother. Han Jianian, the tall boy, showed no signs of minding at all and said, "No problem, besides, aren't you moving into the dormitory, Wen Ge? It just so happens that it's right in the opposite neighborhood, very close. Let's go."

Han Jianian was driving a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class, an SUV. He was at most twenty or twenty-three years old, and his pet shop wasn't very big. However, this car was not cheap, costing at least one or two million yuan. Wen Nanshu didn't understand this. After getting in the car, Han Jianian turned on the heater. He noticed that Wen Nanshu was always wearing a black hat, so he lowered his head to take a closer look.

With limited space in the car, Wen Nan Shu quickly moved back, but Han Jianian still managed to get a glimpse of the white gauze hiding beneath the brim of the hat.

"You're injured, Weng Ge? How did you bump into something and hurt your head?"

When Han Jianian asked him, the hot breath he exhaled blew on Wen Nanshu's neck, carrying the scent of lemon chewing gum. Wen Nanshu said he accidentally fell down but had already taken care of it. Luckily, he had just cleaned up the blood on the floor of the shop.

Carrying his luggage through the door, Wen Nan Shu froze in surprise because Han Jia Nian directly took a spare key from his keychain and handed it to him, saying, "This is your room, Wen Ge. I live in that one. I have two cats, one called 'Underachiever' and the other called 'Ungraduated'. The latter is more clingy, but both of them love being held by people, so don't worry."

This is clearly an ordinary three-bedroom, two-living room apartment. There are also two British Shorthair cats on the cat climbing frame. Their shiny black eyes are looking at the "stranger" who just entered this new home for the first time.

Wen Nan hadn't reacted yet and stiffly took the key, saying, "Thank you... How much is the rent?"

Wen Nan had no choice but to reveal his current predicament. He might only be able to pay the rent next month after receiving his salary.

Han JiaNian smiled lightly and blew a huge bubble after chewing on the gum in his mouth. "The rent isn't urgent anyway, and I live alone. By the way, Wen Ge, I'm not very good at cleaning up the room or cooking. Can you do it?"

"Ah, I will..."

"That's great!" Han Jia Nian burst the bubble on his lips with a "pop" sound, suddenly excited. He was like the big cat that the shop owner liked to cuddle, a handsome boy wearing jeans with a trendy hoodie underneath. And with that, he gave Wen Shu Nan a bear hug!

"Weng Ge! So, this month you're responsible for tidying up the house and cooking! I'll take care of the cat's droppings myself! Can I waive your rent for a month? It really solves my big f*cking problem! Ordering takeout is making me so sick!"

Wen Shunan was suddenly embraced, unsure where to put his hands and feet for a moment. "You can... but... the rent still needs to be paid..." he stammered.

Han Jianian let go of him, "Let's chat later. Singing made me really hungry. Will Wen Ge be downstairs? I want to eat a bowl of noodles."

Wen Shunan rolled up his sleeves and made a simple scallion and oil scrambled egg noodles since there weren't many ingredients in the refrigerator. Han Jianian gave a passing grade and some cat food to the lazy and ungraduated Meow Meow, then sat on the sofa in the living room and played games, occasionally glancing at the busy man in the kitchen.

He felt that the senior brother who Wei Ge introduced to him for work was really good. It was worthy of Wei Ge's recommendation, a perfect example of a virtuous wife and loving mother. Your cats and dogs will definitely like him.

Han Jianian looked at Wen Nanshu's suitcase in the corner. It was a very old style and a bit dirty. He didn't know what Wen Nanshu had experienced tonight, causing him to knock his head and have nowhere to go in the middle of the snowy night. He felt like he was going to share a rental with a girl named Tian Luo. Ah, if his mother arranged for him to date a girl from the Li family or the Zhang family, and she was as gentle and able to cook as Wen Nanshu, that would be great.