Qiao Yingzi: Han Fei, I won't back down.
32 . The Road Has Been Widen

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Of course, we have to rent it. We have seen many houses these days. Your house is the most suitable for our family's current situation.

Liu Jing looked at Su Chen and said softly.

These days, not only she, but even her brother had contacted many sales representatives.

Now, when he passed by some real estate stores, the salespeople there would recognize him and ask him kindly,

"Sis, have you rented your house yet?”

Liu Jing always felt like she was being asked for a debt.

"Don't you care about Feng Shui?"

Although she did not have any feelings for Ji Yangyang, there was no deep hatred between them. After all, they were classmates and they would see each other often.

The road of life was long. He should not narrow this road.

"I'm a researcher myself, so I believe that the heavens reward those who work hard.”

After Liu Jing said this, she looked at her brother in annoyance.

"Alright, since you've seen the house and I've told you the pros and cons of the house, if you really like this house, come and sign the contract with me.“

Liu Zheng was still a little reluctant, but Liu Jing turned around and followed Su Chen upstairs.

When he arrived at Song Qian's door, she was already waiting for him.

As soon as they entered, Song Qian brought Su Chen and the others to a small room at the door.

"How did it go?"

"They are ready."

"Alright, how much is the monthly rent?”

Song Qian picked up a pen and paper and prepared to fill in the numbers on the contract.

"15,000 a month. The rest will remain the same.”

"15,000?"

Song Qian was stunned when she heard the price. She looked at Su Chen in confusion.

"Auntie Song, you didn't hear wrongly. This is the price. Write it down.”

Seeing that Song Qian had yet to start writing, Su Chen said seriously.

When Liu Jing and her brother heard the price, they were also a little surprised.

These days, they had seen many houses. For example, the first floor had a small garden. It would not be hung up without 20,000 yuan.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so honest.”

Liu Jing took the contract and quickly read through it. Looking at the sunny and handsome young man in front of her, she could not help but have a good impression of him.

At such a young age, she had such strong self-control. In the face of money, she was actually unmoved.

Liu Jing had seen Song Qian's hesitant actions just now. She also roughly understood that Su Chen, the second landlord, was probably just a middleman who did not earn the price difference.

This was something that even his younger brother, who was worth tens of millions, could not do.

"Su Chen, thank you. If you have time, come over often.”

After all the paperwork was signed, Liu Jing smiled and invited Su Chen as she closed the door.

"Chenchen, what's wrong with you? Was it because he was too nervous just now that he gave the wrong price?”

After sending Liu Jing off, Song Qian pulled Su Chen into a small room. She looked at the contract on the table and asked in confusion.

He had specially told Su Chen that these two were big fish that did not lack money.

"Auntie Song, didn't I say it when I rented your house? It won't be higher than the price I rented from you.”

"A man has to keep his word. I don't want to go back on my word in front of Auntie Song.”

"Besides, I'm not someone who lacks a few thousand yuan.”

Song Qian's heart warmed when she heard this. She looked at Su Chen with a smile and said,

"Auntie Song, this house is still yours. I can't take your money.”

"Good boy, you have a sense of responsibility and good character. Auntie really didn't misjudge you."

At such a young age, he was able to pass the test of money.

If he really allowed this kid to grow up in the future, it would probably not be simple.

Song Qian smiled and raised her hand. However, just as she raised her hand, a trace of pain flashed across her face.

"Hiss ~"

Song Qian sucked in a breath of cold air. In just a moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Auntie Song, what's wrong with you?”

Seeing Song Qian's smiling face turn into a ferocious expression in the blink of an eye, Su Chen became a little nervous.

Song Qian raised her right hand and gently rubbed her left shoulder. She said softly,

"It's an old problem. It's the aftereffects of a fall in the past. It's useless to go to the hospital.”

"It will be fine after a while.“

When Su Chen heard this, he quickly stood up and went to Song Qian's side to hold her shoulder.

"Chenchen, what are you doing?"

Looking at Su Chen's hand on her shoulder, Song Qian asked nervously,"

"I know a little medicine. Why don't I take your pulse, Auntie Song?”

When Song Qian heard this, she looked at Su Chen suspiciously. In the end, she still reached out her hand.

Su Chen placed three fingers on Song Qian's wrist.

"Yes, it's not a big problem. It's just that I've been overworking recently. I'll prescribe a prescription. Auntie Song, grab some medicine and take it.”

Su Chen picked up a piece of paper on the table and began to write down a few Chinese herbs.

Song Qian was someone who believed in alternative medicine.

In addition, he had been nourishing Yingzi all these years.

Therefore, they more or less knew a little.

Although Song Qian did not quite understand the prescription Su Chen had written, there were a few herbs that were indeed beneficial to the brain.

"I didn't expect you to know so many things at such a young age.”

Looking at Su Chen's elegant handwriting, Song Qian was a little surprised.

He had been a teacher for so many years, and the experts and professors he had seen were even so-called calligraphy masters.

If not 800, it was at least 1,000.

Among his students, no one could write better than Su Chen.

He didn't have any colleagues either.

Su Chen was so young. How did he write such a handwriting?

Song Qian was curious for no reason.

She wanted to ask, but she held back in the end.

He was already past that age. He did not have the energy or even the temperament to practice this thing.

His daughter was also in the critical period of her third year of high school.

It was pointless to ask now.

Besides, who didn't have their own little secrets?

Why did he have to go to the bottom of the matter and make their relationship awkward?

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