Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 486 Alexandre Dumas fils and Alexandre Dumas père

Yifei and Yumo, who were selecting cosmetics, stopped what they were doing when Zhang Wei came in.

Although they had great confidence in Zhang Wei, they both held their breath when the results were revealed.

Yifei and Yumo carefully examined Zhang Wei. Seeing that his hands were empty and his expression was not unusual, they cheered.

"Yes!"

Yifei and Yumo high-fived and cheered, their eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

"Zhang Wei, you're amazing!"

"That's right, Zhang Wei, you really are the bravest man in Love Apartment!"

"..."

Zhang Wei was taken aback at first, but then he immediately understood why the two of them were so happy.

Faced with Yifei and Yumo's continuous praise, he was actually a little embarrassed, and his dark face was turning into a rosy glow.

He tried to control his pride and smugness, wanting to appear more composed: "It looks like I've accomplished something truly remarkable."

"Of course! Zhang Wei, you're our hero!"

"That's right, you really helped us get revenge!"

Yifei and Yumo stood up together to welcome Zhang Wei in. One of them served tea and water, while the other asked him how he was doing, making Zhang Wei feel like he was someone important.

"That's right, you think I, Zhang Wei, will spend money to buy you a talisman? No way!"

Zhang Wei calmly accepted the tea offered by Yi Fei, blowing on it like an old cadre and taking a small sip.

Yifei and Yumo beamed with joy; they knew Zhang Wei was a greedy creature who only took in wealth and never gave it back.

"Since you're all here, I might as well ask a question..."

As he spoke, he pulled out more than a dozen amulets of various sizes from his pocket.

Inside are Taoist talismans, Buddhist Guanyin pendants, Christian crosses, a pair of armlets in the style of ancient Egypt, Viking-style amulets, and even a Hindu Shiva lingam...

"What kind of amulets should I bring to the exam room on the day of the exam?"

The smiles on Yifei and Yumo's faces instantly froze.

The two jumped up as if struck by lightning. Yifei looked at Zhang Wei in disbelief, her voice even sharpening with surprise: "Zhang Wei, didn't you say you wouldn't spend money on a talisman?"

Zhang Wei nodded innocently: "That's right, I didn't pay for that."

"Where did you get these amulets?"

Yu Mo squinted, a last glimmer of hope in her eyes, and asked, "Could it be that Alexandre Dumas gave it to you?"

"No, that's not it."

Zhang Wei grinned slyly, a hint of cunning and treachery creeping into his otherwise upright face.

"Ziqiao's godfather originally intended to sell me the amulet, but after my strong argument, he waived all my payment."

"My godfather said that I can take these things with me as long as I pay a deposit, and we can talk about everything after I finish the bar exam."

"If I fail the exam, these amulets will be like a free gift from my godfather, and the deposit will be fully refunded."

"If I pass the exam... hehe, the deposit will still be fully refunded, but I'll have to pay for a few amulets before returning the rest to Ziqiao."

Zhang Wei took the tea that Yi Fei handed him, leaned back on the sofa, and crossed his legs.

"How was it? Aren't I amazing?"

Yu Mo stared wide-eyed in disbelief, gritting her teeth as she said, word by word, "...So you ended up spending money with Zi Qiao's godfather!"

"This is the deposit! The deposit!"

Zhang Wei corrected him, "Deposits are usually considered temporary deposits or pending refunds; they're not considered actual expenses. Don't you understand the law?"

"We don't understand!"

Yifei and Yumo shouted angrily.

Whether the deposit counts as an actual expense is not important; the point is that Zhang Wei should not have let him take a single penny from him.

Their goal was to humiliate Alexandre Dumas, not to have Zhang Wei come over and give them a legal education.

Yifei snatched the tea from Zhang Wei's hand, blew on it, and drank it all in one gulp.

"no……"

Zhang Wei looked down at his empty hands, his expression indescribable.

What happened to me being your hero? This change of heart is a bit too fast, isn't it?

Besides, the deposit isn't considered an actual expense.

"Damn! We only remember that he's a miserly penny-pincher, but we've completely forgotten his nature of always trying to take advantage of others."

Yifei turned to Yumo angrily, "Zhang Wei is unreliable now, Yumo, what should we do?"

"No, how could I...?"

Zhang Wei tried to defend himself, but was met with a death stare from Yi Fei, and he immediately shrank back and remained silent.

Yu Mo adjusted her glasses, a sharp, cold glint flashing in her eyes.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for using my ultimate move!"

"Oh?"

Yifei became curious.

"Oh?"

Although Zhang Wei still didn't know what had happened, he was still very curious about Yu Mo's special move.

"I didn't want to use this tactic originally, but I didn't expect Zhang Wei to be so unreliable."

"I……"

Zhang Wei spoke up again, this time he was controlled by Yu Mo's petrifying gaze.

He hung his head dejectedly, muttering resentfully, "The deposit isn't considered an actual expense!"

Yu Mo snorted and took out her phone again.

Almost instantly, the expression on her face turned into a pitiful look, as if she was about to cry.

Yu Mo sent a voice message, feeling quite aggrieved.

"South Wind, someone's bullying me~~~"

"Eek~~~"

Yifei and Zhang Wei both cast extremely disdainful glances at Yu Mo.

This is what you call the ultimate move?

Bah! How shameful!

……

Wearing a swimsuit, Ziqiao whistled as he pushed open the door to room 3602.

He and Xiao Hei had planned to go to the newly opened swimming pool in their neighborhood to see beautiful women in swimsuits, but as they were looking... a little accident happened.

Good news: The swimming pool is full of beautiful women in swimsuits.

Bad news: I caught a glimpse of my ex-girlfriend while peeking at a swimsuit-clad woman.

Worse news: I spotted three at once.

Even worse news: the three of them happen to have consecutive phone numbers.

The worst news imaginable: the three of them knew each other, two of them were sisters, and the other was their aunt.

Depend on! ! !

Ziqiao would swear on his sexual happiness for the rest of his life that this was absolutely a coincidence.

Even though I'm a jerk, I still have my bottom line.

He could only dream about such sordid things as dating his older sister and hooking up with his younger sister, kissing his younger sister and flirting with his aunt.

Unfortunately, the three of them did not believe this explanation.

To avoid becoming the front page of the apartment gossip magazine again, Zi Qiao decisively sacrificed Xiao Hei and sneaked back.

Xiao Hei, my good brother, I will never forget the sacrifices you made for me.

Ziqiao pushed open the door and looked up to see Guangu chatting with an old man with gray hair.

"Guan Gu, is this your guest?" he asked curiously.

Alexandre Dumas rose gracefully and opened his arms to Ziqiao with a beaming smile.

"Call me Daddy!"

Ziqiao was stunned at first. He was in a very bad mood because of the swimming pool misunderstanding, but his heart was instantly healed by the joy of the long-awaited reunion.

"Dad? What are you doing here!"

He rushed forward excitedly, and the father and son embraced tightly.

Alexandre Dumas patted Ziqiao on the shoulder and said, "I brought you along on my way back to China, to see my proud godson."

The two of them burst into laughter.

"I saw your blog online; your address is there. You won't be upset that your old man came here uninvited, will you?"

"How is that possible!"

Ziqiao hugged Alexandre Dumas tightly again: "Father, it's so good to see you."

Alexandre Dumas, who claimed to have wandered the world for decades and experienced countless storms, gently patted Ziqiao's head, his eyes glistening with tears: "Me too."

He's a bit darker than before, but also a bit more muscular.

[Great! Great! Alexandre Dumas fils has grown up.]

When Guan Gu saw Zi Qiao return, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although Zi Qiao's godfather was very witty and humorous, spoke well, and was knowledgeable and insightful, he was still an elder after all.

He must have felt a lot of pressure talking to an unfamiliar elder all by himself for so long.

"Ziqiao, you take good care of your godfather. I'm going back to my bedroom to draw now."

"Thanks, Guangu." Ziqiao patted Guangu on the shoulder gratefully.

After Guan Gu entered the room, Zi Qiao and Da Duma sat down on the sofa one after the other.

He casually asked, "Dad, I heard you went to Brazil?"

Alexandre Dumas nodded: "That's right."

"Is it hot in Africa?"

Ziqiao's words immediately drew a sneer from Alexandre Dumas: "Kid, Brazil is in South America."

"I always said you haven't been to enough places. You should have come with me to go abroad and gain some experience back then."

"It's okay if you don't go to many places, but you still have to do your homework. Otherwise, in our line of work, you'll be exposed as soon as you open your mouth."

Ziqiao smiled nonchalantly: "Dad, I'm just a latecomer to this field, how can I compare to you?"

"You're the pioneer in our field; otherwise, why would everyone call you Alexandre Dumas?"

Alexandre Dumas sighed softly, "Alexandre Dumas père is old, and Alexandre Dumas fils has grown up."

Ziqiao knew his godfather never admitted to being old, but time waits for no one, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Dad, are you still doing business in Brazil?"

Alexandre Dumas shook his head, a hint of smugness in his voice: "Don't even mention it, doing business with those people is too difficult."

"It's one thing for everyone to call him Ronaldo, but they're clearly the ones who are stupid, yet they still think I'm messing with them."

"Ziqiao, tell me, are any of the items I've sold counterfeit?"

Ziqiao gave a wry smile and said, "...No, that's not true."

There are no counterfeit goods, but when have you ever sold anything useful?

Do those Brazilian Ronaldos even know how to eat mooncakes?

Although his father always taught him that the highest level of salesmanship is being able to sell someone what they least need anytime, that doesn't mean you can only sell people what they least need!

Just as he was silently complaining to himself, Dumas continued, "So not long ago I went to Moscow to sell fans, and there was no one there competing with me for this market."

Ziqiao nodded silently.

Very well, as expected, the things they sell are all more useless than the last.

He waved his hand, skipping over these boring pleasantries, since he never doubted his father's talent in sales.

Ziqiao leaned forward slightly, raising an eyebrow at Dumas with a smug look on his face: "Dad, what do you think of the girls in Moscow?"

Alexandre Dumas, who had been behaving like a gentleman and elegant man in front of Guan Gu and the others, finally revealed a wicked smile just like Zi Qiao's.

"The women in Moscow are very outgoing."

"What about the man?"

Are you still interested in men?

"...Never mind, I didn't ask."

Ziqiao looked at Alexandre Dumas, a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "Father, so you're planning to settle down here this time?"

"Look at what you're saying."

Alexandre Dumas smiled and shook his head: "I have always told you that I am a free cloud, I go wherever the wind blows, and all places are just temporary inns for me."

As he spoke, he looked up and glanced around, scrutinizing the small suite with a critical eye.

"But you did find a prison with a fairly decent environment."

"It's an apartment," Ziqiao corrected.

"Apartment, apartment."

Alexandre Dumas nodded very perfunctorily.

He gestured to Ziqiao as if sharpening a knife to slaughter pigs and sheep: "By the way, have you had any 'achievements' lately?"

This gesture reveals that the "gain" Dumas was referring to was not a gain between men and women.

Ziqiao paused for a moment, then replied with a hint of unease, "Godfather, I'm not doing this anymore."

"Oh……"

Alexandre Dumas nodded silently. He had already anticipated this, after all, making sacrifices was always necessary if one wanted to settle down permanently.

However, he wanted to confirm something else.

Alexandre Dumas asked bluntly, "Is one of your ex-girlfriends still living in your current shared apartment?"

Ziqiao blurted out instinctively, "Dad, how did you know?"

"Hehe, what don't I know, Dad?"

Seeing Ziqiao's expression, Alexandre Dumas completely confirmed Yifei's identity.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)