Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 200 The South Wind Who Knows Nothing When Asked

Ignoring Yifei's wild thoughts, Zeng Xiaoxian was practically digging a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground at this moment.

People come all this way to help, and before they even have a sip of water after entering the bar, I've already set my sights on them and started aggressively promoting my services.

Although the entire sales process was relatively relaxed and pleasant, however...

If Nuolan, who is also a host, finds out that I went to a bar to promote my autographed photos, will my brother Xian still be able to save face?

He completely lost face in front of beautiful women!

"Hehe, hehehehe..."

Zeng Xiaoxian smiled with a look of utter despair.

Nuolan could tell what Zeng Xiaoxian was thinking just by listening to his laughter.

Actually, if Nanfeng and his friends hadn't arrived, he really intended to pretend he didn't know anything.

However, the current situation is not bad.

Sometimes it's quite amusing to see people embarrassed.

Nuolan smiled at Xiaoxian: "Don't be nervous. I only remember that Lu Xiaobu did the sales pitch just now. It had nothing to do with anyone else."

"Thank you, Nuolan." Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Nuolan's words.

"What?!"

Ziqiao exclaimed in surprise, "What do you mean, 'Just assume it was Lü Xiaobu who did it'?"

"Oh……"

Before Zeng Xiaoxian could reply, Ziqiao suddenly realized, "Teacher Zeng, you actually stole my alternate account!"

Xiao Xian was extremely embarrassed at this point. He covered his face and whispered, "It's because you're the only one among so many of us with an alternate account. I was just borrowing it temporarily."

"You shameless account thief!" Ziqiao exclaimed in exasperation.

He had always been the one impersonating others to do bad things, but he never expected to be outsmarted by Zeng Xiaoxian.

Your sales skills are improving so slowly, how come you're so naturally gifted in this area?

Clinging to a last hope, Ziqiao asked, "When you were promoting to others just now, you weren't using my alternate account, were you?"

Zeng Xiaoxian covered his face and nodded.

"Oh my god!"

He clutched his chest and backed away repeatedly.

Now, the name Lü Xiaobu might be associated with a mysterious salesman who sells autographed photos of Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Teacher Zeng, I hate you!" Ziqiao cried out mournfully.

Meijia covered her ears and stomped hard on Ziqiao's foot: "Lu Ziqiao, you can speak louder, or the whole bar will know about your little affair."

Nanfeng also said, "Alright, you two can settle your personal grudges privately."

He quickly walked to Nuolan's side and said apologetically, "Sister Nuolan, I'm really sorry."

"I just went to the restroom and left my phone charging outside, so I didn't have time to reply to your message. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Nuolan smiled at Nanfeng: "It's okay, I just arrived, and Xiaoxian is very interesting, it's very fun to chat with him."

"His autographed photos are also...very distinctive."

Yifei whispered to Yumo, "Zeng Xiaoxian's autographed photo is hardly unique; it's probably just not that lewd."

Yu Mo glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was laughing hysterically because of Nuolan's praise, and then looked at her best friend next to her who was still covering her mouth and laughing.

She sighed helplessly; this was the difference in how people communicated.

Nanfeng checked the time and asked Nuolan in confusion, "I thought you wouldn't arrive until the afternoon. I didn't expect you to come so early."

"It's the weekend, and I'm bored at home anyway, so I came over early to take a look."

"What's wrong? Don't you welcome me?" Nuolan smiled and winked at Nanfeng.

Nanfeng smiled faintly and said, "Welcome, how could I not welcome you?"

Nuolan rarely cracked a joke: "You never invite me over for a chat, you only remember me when you need something."

"Wow..."

Meijia's eyes lit up. She nudged Zhang Wei and Guangu beside her, and the three of them began to whisper among themselves.

Yu Mo glanced thoughtfully at Nan Feng and Nuolan, but in the end, she just chuckled softly.

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng touched his nose somewhat awkwardly: "It's my fault, it's my fault. I'll treat you to dinner later as an apology."

"Then you're in for a treat today."

"No problem, I guarantee you'll be satisfied," Nanfeng assured, patting his chest.

"By the way, Nuolan, let me introduce you."

Nanfeng pointed to his friends in the bar: "These are Yifei, Yumo, Ziqiao... Meijia, Guangu, and Zhang Wei. What are you three whispering about again?"

He looked at the three people whispering to each other with a hint of helplessness.

Of course, he could hear what Mika and the other two were saying.

It's nothing more than Meijia gossiping nonsense, Guangu making wild guesses, and Zhang Wei just sitting there playing the straight man.

Even if the three of them spoke in hushed tones, anyone who saw the exaggerated expressions on their faces knew that these three guys were definitely up to no good.

Isn't this just a modern version of burying one's head in the sand?

Even if you want to gossip, make inferences, or act as a straight man, can't you wait until you get home to talk about it?

Reminded by Nanfeng, Meijia and the other two pretended that nothing had happened.

"Everyone, this is my friend, Nolan."

Nuolan nodded gracefully to everyone, saying, "Hello, everyone."

"Hi, Nuolan." Unexpectedly, Hu Yifei was the first to respond to Nuolan.

Then came a chorus of greetings from everyone.

However, it's clear that these guys' Mandarin is not very good, and the terms they use are quite bizarre.

"Loran, Nuonan, Ruonan, Ruoran..."

Those who knew them were just saying hello; those who didn't might have thought they were reciting tongue twisters.

"Alright, let's sit down and talk again."

Nanfeng led Nuolan to sit on the sofa in the bar, and the group chatted for a while. The overall atmosphere of the conversation was quite relaxed and pleasant.

However, once Nolan got up to go to the toilet, these guys finally revealed their true colors.

"South wind, south wind, south wind..."

The cacophony of voices made Nanfeng feel like his head was about to explode, so he shouted.

"stop!"

Everyone fell silent.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, he sighed and said, "Is it just a question you all want to ask me about Nolan?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"You two chatted for so long, why didn't you ask her yourself?"

Yifei shrugged: "We're not familiar with her, we're just afraid of asking something we shouldn't and it would be awkward."

"But you can't just target me and cause trouble for me all by yourself," Nanfeng sighed.

He escaped a barrage of questions yesterday morning, so why is he facing another one this morning?

Meijia complained, "I wanted to ask Nuolan about it, but you wouldn't let me, and you kept glaring at me."

Nanfeng glanced at Meijia: "Meijia, forget it. Anyway, what you're going to ask isn't anything serious."

"I……"

Mika instinctively wanted to lie, but then she remembered that lies wouldn't work on Nanfeng, so she could only play with her fingers in frustration.

Nanfeng shrugged: "Ask whatever you want, but could you please ask one by one? Otherwise, I won't know whose questions to answer."

The gossipy crowd exchanged glances and began to use rock-paper-scissors to determine the order of questions.

Yifei asked curiously, "How old is Nuolan this year?"

Nanfeng shook his head: "I don't know."

Yu Mo asked the question that concerned her most: "Is she single now?"

"I don't know."

Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow: "Where does she live?"

"I don't know."

Mika was stunned: "You know absolutely nothing about this! Are you sure you two are friends?"

"Uh..." Nanfeng paused for a moment, "It was certain before, but after you asked me like that, it seems uncertain now."

"faint!"

Everyone fell backward at once.

Detective Guan Gu looked at Nan Feng with suspicion: "If you don't know anything, then what's keeping your friendship going?"

Nanfeng honestly confessed: "Nuolan and I entered the industry around the same time, and we happened to work together on our first audio drama."

"We should be considered as friends who grew up together and share the same ideals."

"However, later she shifted her focus to program hosting, and I opened a small dubbing studio, so we didn't collaborate much anymore."

"Now we just chat occasionally, asking about each other's career development, and that's it. We don't talk about anything else."

Megaton was bored: "You two have such a positive and uplifting friendship."

"Wait a minute."

Yifei raised a question: "If Nuolan and you entered the industry around the same time, meaning she hasn't actually been hosting for very long... are you sure she can teach Zeng Xiaoxian well?"

Nanfeng was full of confidence: "Nuolan is much better than Teacher Zeng. I believe in her professional abilities."

"And even though she didn't host for very long, she definitely developed much better than Teacher Zeng."

Zeng Xiaoxian pouted: "Yeah, she's capable, has a good career, and most importantly, she's a fan of your Fengling fan club. Of course you think she's better than me."

Nanfeng's face showed a rare look of surprise: "She's my fan?"

"You don't know?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then happily accepted the situation: "Now I believe you really didn't know anything just now."

Zhang Wei said dejectedly, "If we had known that Nanfeng didn't know anything, we should have just asked Nuolan directly."

Yifei asked curiously, "I've been wanting to ask you this since earlier, what exactly are you three trying to gossip about?"

Guan Gu blurted out, "We want to know if Nuolan has feelings for Teacher Zeng, or if she has feelings for...?"

Meijia quickly covered Guan Gu's mouth, and said in a coquettish tone, "Would you believe me if I said Guan Gu's brain is fried?"

Nanfeng looked at Meijia speechlessly: "Besides all this love and romance, is there anything else in your head?"

"There's a share for all three of us, why are you only focusing on me?" Mika complained.

"Who told you to have the most imaginative mind and be the most gossipy?"

Although everyone on the sixth floor, including Nanfeng himself, is incredibly gossipy, Meijia's gossip level is absolutely unmatched.

"Damn it," Mika muttered under her breath, her head down.

Poor Diao Chan felt targeted and really hoped that a girl who loved gossip and gossip would move into the sixth floor someday.

That way, you'll have comrades-in-arms.

Seeing Zhang Wei and Guangu looking dejected, Ziqiao said disdainfully, "If you ask me, you're just wasting your time asking Nanfeng. You might as well ask me."

"Don't talk big, Ziqiao." Guangu waved his hand. "Nanfeng doesn't know, how would you?"

Are you challenging me?

Ziqiao puffed out his chest proudly and fluently recited a long string of data: "Nuolan is between twenty-three and twenty-five years old."

"I'm single, and I probably don't live too far from my apartment."

"Height around 1.65 meters, weight around 45 kilograms, measurements: 83-65..."

"Stop!" everyone shouted in unison.

Guan Gu looked bewildered: "How did you know all this?"

Ziqiao crossed his legs smugly and pointed to his eyes: "My eyes are my ruler."

"Sure, Ziqiao."

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "You're the new era's human scanner!"

"What are you talking about?" Nolan, who knew nothing about it, returned to her seat and asked with a smile.

"We..." they stammered.

Nanfeng stared at Ziqiao with ill intent: "We were talking about what would happen if a lecherous scanner only scanned one girl or scanned every girl it saw and put them into a database?"

Yifei, Yumo, and Meijia were stunned for a moment, then glared fiercely at Ziqiao.

Only Nuolan stared wide-eyed, looking completely bewildered.

"A scanner...can be lecherous?"

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