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Chapter 90 Pei Lingxuan went to Wei Lan Studio?

"Get out, get out! I won't sell my house to people like you! Your house is the haunted house, your whole family is a haunted house!"

"One million eight hundred thousand? Why don't you just rob someone? Wouldn't robbing someone for money be more profitable than robbing a house?"

"No sale! Absolutely no sale! First of all, my house is not a haunted house. Secondly, there's no room for negotiation if it's less than 3.5 million! Get out!"

After finishing her argument, Pei Lingxuan decisively hung up the phone and tossed it far away with a "whoosh".

"Are those people who specialize in buying haunted houses taking taxis again?" Qin Song asked, sitting across from her while eating fruit.

Pei Lingxuan was so annoyed that her brows furrowed: "Who else could it be but them? They're all like they're out of their minds, refusing to buy perfectly good houses and insisting on buying haunted houses. In just three days, I've received no less than eighty calls, and every single one of them is asking me how much a haunted house costs!"

"Screw him! My house isn't a haunted house! If he's so eager to buy a haunted house, why doesn't he just kill himself in his own house?"

“These people buy haunted houses not because they have any special fetishes, but because they want to do shady business.” Ye Ci peeled a loquat in his hand and said sarcastically, “Everyone knows that haunted houses are cheap, but they don’t know if the house they rent is also a haunted house. These kinds of people specifically target haunted houses to buy, and after buying them, they do some renovations and change the layout, and then they can use them to fool those young people who don’t know anything.”

"Smack!" Pei Lingxuan peeled off a piece of loquat skin and slammed it onto a tissue. "My house isn't a haunted house. If they want to keep an eye on other people, they should go ahead."

“Sigh…” Qin Song sighed, “But in their eyes, our house is a haunted house. Although the police issued a police report and explained the matter clearly, netizens have not stopped spreading rumors. Now, most people in Yuncheng believe that our house is a haunted house.”

Pei Lingxuan pouted unhappily: "But don't half of the people think otherwise..."

Qin Song: "...The other half of the people didn't go online, so they had no idea about this at all."

"..." Pei Lingxuan withered instantly.

"Hmph..." Pei Xingzhi sat in front and chuckled to himself.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?" Pei Lingxuan glared at him with a face full of resentment.

He adjusted his glasses, his gaze lingering on Qin Song: "I laugh at your sister-in-law, she's always so honest and clear-headed."

“It’s not funny.” Qin Song couldn’t laugh. “Our house’s reputation is completely ruined. The real estate agent, Xiao Li, sends my mom WeChat messages every day, saying that if we don’t lower the price, the house will really rot in our hands.”

“No reduction.” Pei Xingzhi turned his gaze back to the computer in front of him, his eyes cold and deep. “This house is Mom’s life’s work. No matter how much I need money, I will not allow anyone to ruin it.”

"Yes." Qin Song nodded, indicating his strong agreement.

"Om - hum -"

"Om-"

Pei Lingxuan's phone, which she had just thrown, suddenly vibrated in the corner. She dropped the loquat she had just peeled, quickly got up from her chair, and ran over to pick up the phone.

"Om-"

The vibrations continued; someone was calling her.

……

After seeing the caller's name, she rolled her eyes at the phone with a hint of disgust.

Qin Song guessed something and tentatively asked, "Zhou Limin?"

Pei Lingxuan curled her lips in disdain, her voice icy: "Yes, it's him."

"Hello, Mr. Zhou." She answered the phone, but instantly switched to a soft tone.

"Xiaoxuan, are you still with your brother?"

Pei Lingxuan turned on speakerphone, and when Zhou Limin's voice came through the loudspeaker, all three people in the studio looked at Pei Lingxuan.

Pei Lingxuan replied with a cold face, "Yes, what's wrong, Mr. Zhou?" Zhou Limin chuckled and said, "Nothing, I just heard you say this morning that you were coming to your brother's place today, and I just happened to be passing by your brother's neighborhood, so I wanted to ask if you were still there."

Pei Lingxuan: I'm still here.

Zhou Limin: "How much longer are you going to stay? When do you plan to leave?"

Pei Lingxuan understood his implication and said, "Mr. Zhou, that's a very timely question. I'm about to leave now."

Zhou Limin: "That's perfect. My car just pulled up at the entrance of the community. Come out now, and I'll take you home."

Pei Lingxuan smiled perfunctorily: "Okay, then I'll trouble you, President Zhou."

Zhou Limin: "It's no trouble at all. It's my honor to be able to take the beauty home."

"Okay," Pei Lingxuan replied. "I'll go downstairs now."

"Yueyueyueyue!" After hanging up the phone, Pei Lingxuan couldn't help but gag several times.

Qin Song stood up from the chair, patted her back with a wry smile, and said, "You've really stirred things up. Even my morning sickness wasn't this bad."

"I can't take it anymore!" Pei Lingxuan leaned on Qin Song's shoulder, gasping for breath in disgust. "I'm so annoyed by him, but I have to play along to get what I want. I really feel like throwing up!"

Qin Song touched her face tenderly: "If you really can't stand it, you can try another method."

"No trade!" Pei Lingxuan tossed her hair, calmly stepped out of Qin Song's arms as if facing her death, grabbed her bag from the table, and turned to leave.

"This is the fastest and most reliable way! Even if it disgusts me to death, I will make Zhou Limin pay the price!"

The community is not big. It only takes about five minutes to walk from the studio to the first floor, and then from the apartment building to the community entrance.

Pei Lingxuan used those five minutes to compose herself and get into Zhou Limin's car with a shy smile.

"It smells so good." Zhou Limin wrinkled his nose and sniffed around Pei Lingxuan, somewhat surprised. "It has a very sweet fruity scent. Xiaoxuan, did you just eat some fruit?"

"Ah..." Pei Lingxuan fastened her seatbelt, feeling rather embarrassed. "My brother's friend brought over some loquats, and I just ate quite a few."

"Loquat." Zhou Limin started the car and drove away from the entrance of the residential area. "I love loquat too."

"..." Pei Lingxuan hesitated for two seconds, "Then I'll bring you some tomorrow? My brother has plenty."

Zhou Limin didn't refuse and agreed almost immediately: "Okay, then thank you in advance, Xiaoxuan."

Pei Lingxuan: "It's nothing."

The Maybach sped along, but instead of taking Pei Lingxuan home, it took her to a completely unfamiliar place.

"Where is this?" Looking at the small white wooden house outside the window, Pei Lingxuan was full of doubt and a little nervous. "Mr. Zhou, didn't you say you would take me home?"

Zhou Limin unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. He quickly walked to the passenger side and personally opened the car door for Pei Lingxuan.

"I do intend to take you home, but before that, I need to take care of something here."

“Oh…” Pei Lingxuan got out of the car with her bag, looking around the small wooden house in front of her with a blank expression. “President Zhou, where is this? What’s inside? It looks so high-class.”

Zhou Limin: "This is a studio opened by my friend, called Weilan, which designs niche jewelry."

Zhou Limin, lust is a double-edged sword... You have lost your way.

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