Nonsense! Long Aotian Can't Be a Sweet Bean Cub

As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...

Chapter 167 I wish you find yourself

It was already 4:30 when Wen Shuqiao came down after viewing the house, which was earlier than she had estimated.

Neither of these two apartments was very attractive for her price range. The agent said, "Sister, let me help you look for more, but you'll need to find one with a good orientation and in a relatively safe neighborhood. The price will definitely be much higher than your current budget."

Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Okay, thank you for your help. Please look around for me. If it's really not suitable, it doesn't matter if the orientation is not good or the price is a bit higher, but it must be a safe neighborhood."

The agent smiled and said, "Leave it to me. I'll be going now. I'll message you when there are any listings. Be careful on your way home. See you later."

Wen Shuqiao nodded: "See you later."

She watched the agent leave until she could no longer see her before turning her gaze away.

Wen Shuqiao straightened her clothes, turned around, and walked towards the subway entrance.

It's a bit of a distance from here to Shen Jiazhou's home. She needs to take three subway stops to get there. But Can Can is safe with Shen Jiazhou right now, so she doesn't need to rush.

Wen Shuqiao walked slowly. The weather was so-so; it was overcast and windy, making her face feel icy cold.

However, it seems like she hasn't walked down the street alone like this in a long time. Usually, there's always this chatterbox who never stops talking, asking all the time, "Auntie, what's this?" and then asking, "Auntie, what's that?"

Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but chuckle softly, muttering to herself, "Why did I think of Baby Pig again?"

I finally have some time to myself, but I find that I'm not used to it.

"Hello, how about video editing?"

Suddenly, a flyer was handed to Wen Shuqiao from the side. She looked at it and saw that the little girl's hands and face were a little red from the cold. However, when Wen Shuqiao looked at her, she gave a sweet smile: "Sister, do you want to learn photography? Our studio has a discount recently!"

Wen Shuqiao took the flyer from her: "Thank you, I'll look into it when I have time."

"Okay, okay, here's our studio's phone number. Just call and say Xiaoqi will introduce us."

Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement: "Thank you."

Xiaoqi took the flyer and went to find her next target customer. Wen Shuqiao glanced at the flyer and her eyes fell on photography.

In her past life, from the time she could remember, she lived in an orphanage. Back then, the orphanage wasn't well-off, and they lived a very frugal life, waiting for donations from kind-hearted people in society.

She recalled that once a volunteer came with a camera and took pictures of many children in the orphanage. Later, the volunteer printed out the photos of each child and gave them to them on his second visit.

Wen Shuqiao missed the opportunity because she was called away to help out by the director that day. The volunteer said he would come back to take a picture for her next time, but he never came back.

Seeing her dejected state, the hospital director took a picture of her with her phone, but the photo was destroyed along with the old phone after she got a new one.

Wen Shuqiao wanted a photo of herself back then, thinking she could look at it later, but she never got the chance. Eventually, she stopped liking to be in photos.

This small wish disappeared completely after she entered the school. Her teacher told her that she had to study hard in order to change her destiny.

From then on, her life consisted of studying, making money, and surviving.

Wen Shuqiao walked to the trash can at the subway entrance, and was about to throw the flyer in, but then she inexplicably took it back.

Never mind, it's just a piece of paper, it doesn't take up much space.

She put the flyer in her pocket, snapped out of her thoughts, and stepped onto the escalator.

At this hour, the subway wasn't very crowded. Wen Shuqiao found a seat and sat down, her reflection shimmering in the opposite window.

Wen Shuqiao blinked lightly. Without Cancan, it felt like she had returned to her previous life, commuting between crowded subways and buses, working and living a monotonous life with little social interaction.

She took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, banished this inexplicable emotion from her mind, and began to think about the problem at hand.

She hasn't found a place yet, and she still needs to talk to Shen Jiazhou about the window tonight. Now the question is, what should she do after moving?

Shen Jiazhou is now covering all of Can Can's daily expenses. Apart from rent and living expenses, she doesn't need much money. The monetization of her food account is low now, but the royalties are still good. Together, these two should be enough for her to live on for a while.

But she couldn't just drift along like this forever. Today, while chatting with the real estate agent, she casually asked about the house prices, and to her dismay, they were exorbitant.

She probably only has enough money to buy a few square meters of property, and she doesn't know when she'll be able to afford a two-bedroom apartment.

The phone in her pocket vibrated twice, snapping Wen Shuqiao out of her daze. She took it out and glanced at it; it was a message from Shen Jiazhou.

It's a voice message.

She took out her earphones from her pocket, put them on, and then opened the voice message.

"Auntie, Auntie? Uncle took me home! When are you coming back?"

Wen Shuqiao's expression softened a bit. Just as she was about to reply, another voice message came through.

"Auntie, have you missed me? I miss you so much! Let's go home soon!"

Wen Shuqiao pressed the voice message button: "They'll be back soon, maybe in ten minutes?"

After getting off the subway, I still have to walk a bit to get to my apartment complex.

"Okay, okay, my uncle and I will wait for you at home! Keep an eye on the car!"

Wen Shuqiao replied with a cute emoji, and Cancan sent a short video. In the video, he kissed the camera, as if he were kissing Wen Shuqiao.

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