CHAPTER 157 - MOVING OUT

"Chuck, come on, take us inside to play." A female classmate threw fawning eyes at Chuck.

The other students looked at Chuck expectantly, no matter what, they were all classmates, Chuck would definitely agree.

"You guys want to play, just open your own private room and play, a hundred per person should be enough." After Chuck said this, he and Queenie walked outside.

"Sir, take care!" The front desk smiled.

The rest of the class was stunned, what's going on? What's wrong with him? We're all classmates and he's not taking us in?

"Hey, Chuck, come back here!"

"Damn it, Chuck is really stingy!"

"Yeah, that's awful, we're all classmates, why so serious? Just now, we had to ask the class monitor to kneel down and Liu Kai to eat rubbish, but it was just a joke. Is it nice to humiliate people like that?"

"Exactly! I think Chuck is doing it on purpose! You treat us like classmates! Thanks to the fact that we've still been in the same class for a year!"

"Ugh, people have intentional capital too. This golden card is really his, it's really a long day."

"I see ah, Chuck has been a licking dog and licked that rich second-generation Wilbur just now, that's why he has a gold card!"

"Yeah, I also think so, life is like that for such a person like Chuck, climbing inflammation, he is licking dog, last time he picked up the money and It's disgusting that the money is not returned."

"Ugh, forget it, we're all here, why don't we all pay to go in and have some fun?"

"I'm not playing! Why do I have to pay for it now when it was free? I'm outta here."

"Me too!"

The students in the class left one after another, Guo Zifan only gradually came back to his senses, he smirked, so it was because he did lick like a dog that he got this golden card!

I mean, why would someone like him give a gold card to a poor man?

"Don't fucking pretend, Chuck is gone," Guo Zifan despised the classmate who was still playing dead while lying on the ground.

This classmate crawled up and looked scared, "Just scared me to death, let me go eat rubbish, Chuck is really cruel ah, her mother I'm just messing with him Yes, he actually took it seriously! All such people have..."

.....…

It was already late, so Chuck and Queenie had a little something to eat together, and then Chuck left with Queenie.

First, he sent Queenie back, then went to pick up Yvette.

On the car ride, Queenie said that she had to work part-time to earn money, otherwise, she would be out of money for the second half of the school year, and that she could just find a job for two months anyway since she was on vacation.

"I'll give it to you," said Chuck.

"No, you've already helped me enough, there's really no need," Queenie's voice was small but especially serious.

Chuck was helpless, Queenie was simple and had her own insistence and self-esteem.

Chuck understood that if he helped her by giving her money, then she would feel it was a huge burden on her.

"Also, I'm going to move out from Teacher Yvette's house in the next few days," Queenie whispered, she didn't want to trouble Teacher Yvette, although Teacher Yvette didn't mind, it wasn't good.

"Do you want to move out? I'll find a place for you...don't refuse, you shouldn't have the money to rent a house right now." Chuck said that he had already planned to give Yvette's house for so long, it was empty, so it would be better to give it to Queenie and her sister to live in.

"But... "Queenie's voice was very small, Chuck was right, Queenie really didn't have that much money to rent a house, "Chuck, you, you've been so good to me, I really don't know how I should repay you..."

When she said this, her heart was also torn.

She really didn't know what to repay him with other than the kind of help she gave him that night, but Chuck already had Teacher Yvette as his girlfriend, so why would she need her own help?

She can only say that it feels different, and he'll only let her help in that kind of situation when he changes his feelings.

The atmosphere, as a result of that, became awkward.

Chuck cast a glance at her hand and they looked at each other.

Queenie blushed, he was looking at her hand.

Queenie felt nervous, isn't it a shame to do this to Ms. Yvette? But she can't refuse it herself.

Chuck hurriedly continued to drive seriously and shook his head, "Don't think too much, just live there first, you are smart in your studies, and you will make a lot of money in the future."

It was true, Queenie was smart, if she graduated from college, it should be good for Queenie to help him manage other industries.

"OK," Queenie nodded.

"Then tomorrow, I'll take you to the place I told you about," Chuck said, "If she leaves, then Chuck can go stay at Yvette's house and do nothing ah.

"Is it your friend's place?" Queenie asked.

"Sort of,"

"Then why don't you take me over there now, it's still early anyway, I don't want to bother Ms. Yvette, aren't you two..."

"Now?" Chuck was surprised, but it wasn't really late, so it was fine to go over there, they'd hit the floor tonight, and tomorrow they'd buy them furniture and such.

"OK."

"Alright then," Chuck nodded.

Soon Chuck took Queenie back to Yvette's house, Queenie came out of the car, immediately went up and packed things with his sister, there would have been nothing, and soon the two of them came down and sat in the car again, and Chuck took them both to Yvette's house which she earlier lived in.

It is also very soon too.

Queenie was surprised, this community, she had never came, but looks like the rent should be quite expensive, she took her sister off, followed Chuck upstairs, opened the door, and three people walked in.

Queenie was surprised, this house was very nice, which friend of Chuck's did this belong to?

"You guys wait for a while, I'll go down and buy you blankets and household items," Chuck said and already went downstairs.

"Sister, this house is so beautiful,"

Queenie also nodded, and after ten minutes, Chuck came back with the things and simply helped them clean up, Chuck said that he let them stay at ease, and Yvette will not come back here, it was fine, Chuck did not intend to tell Yvette that he had bought it.

Chuck thought so, said a few words briefly and went downstairs, he had to go pick up Yvette.

Queenie was sitting on the bed, stunned not knowing what to think.

She sighed, how could she ever repay him but that?.....

Chuck drove out of the neighbourhood, called Yvette, and asked her where she was. Yvette said, in front of a restaurant, their teaching staff just finished dinner, Chuck asked her to wait a while, he will be right there.

Hanging up the phone, Chuck said, Queenie moved out today, so... tonight... Thinking of this, Chuck is helpless, but, her mother...

In front of the hotel, Yvette and other teachers came out, she was on vacation and could put in her own company's operations, she was relaxed but a little bit nervous too.

"Teacher Yvette, you didn't drive today?" A teacher asked.

"No, my car crashed, so I sold it," said Yvette, it is sold for more than 20,000, Yvette is particularly distressed but better than nothing, the car, she will buy again later, anyway, going in public transport is all right, when she had no car, didn't she travel by that?

"I'll send you back then." The one who spoke was the vice-principal of the school, who drove a Mercedes, so sending a beautiful woman back would be enough.

"No need, I have someone coming over to pick me up." Yvette shook her head.

"Pick up? As far as I know, Teacher Yvette doesn't have a boyfriend!"

The vice-principal smiled, and the other teachers who came out with him naturally left with a sense of humour, which everyone knows what this sending is about.

The vice-principal had always wanted to be alone with Yvette, but Yvette didn't care about him.

The other teachers left.

"I don't have a boyfriend," Yvette shook her head, but I have a husband.

"Then I'll send you back if you don't have a boyfriend." The vice-principal laughed, was that a hint?

Yvette looked at him and wanted to speak, but the phone in her pocket rang, she took it out and saw that it was Chuck's, she answered, "Honey, I'm at the door."

This vice-principal usually didn't even come to school and didn't know Chuck.

"Ok, arriving soon? Then I'll wait for you." Yvette hung up the phone.

The vice principal's brows furrowed, husband? When did Yvette get married? That's impossible. She's unmarried on her resume. Hmm. I'd like to see who your husband is. The vice-principal smirked, and soon he saw a car coming this way, he disdained it after seeing the logo, it was a Buick!

Poor bastards!