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 227 The Kind-hearted Robber

When the two of them arrived at Emerald Court, the real estate agent was already waiting there.

The agent smiled and said, "Mr. Shen, and this lady, good morning. Have you had breakfast yet? If not, there's a nice noodle shop outside. We can go and try it together."

"I've already eaten." Shen Jiazhou nodded slightly. "Her surname is Wen."

The agent then changed his tune, saying, "Ms. Wen, hello. Since you've already eaten, let's go upstairs together."

The real estate agent walked ahead, introducing the property as he went: "The landscaping in Emerald Courtyard is very nice. The house we're looking at today is in Phase 3. Next time, you can go through Gate 6."

After the agent's introduction, Wen Shuqiao became more familiar with the neighborhood. The agent led them upstairs; the apartment was on the sixteenth floor, which was considered a middle position among these high-rise buildings.

He opened the door and continued, "The layout is also very nice. Once it's renovated, the sunlight will stream in, and every room will be warm and cozy."

As Wen Shuqiao listened and looked around, she noticed that the layout of this house was actually the same as the one Wen Zhixia had bought, but it was a little smaller.

She recalled the data she had just seen on Shen Jiazhou's phone; the interior space seemed to be around 90 square meters.

She lives alone, which is perfectly adequate for her.

Although it's a bare shell, Wen Shuqiao can already imagine what it will be like to live in this home after it's been renovated.

More importantly, it's very close to Wen Zhixia's house. After Cancan becomes independent, if he or I need anything, we can just walk there.

She was very satisfied with the house.

Shen Jiazhou naturally noticed it too. He walked to the master bedroom with Wen Shuqiao and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Wen Shuqiao nodded: "I like it, that's great. It's very close whether I go to Can Can's house or yours."

Something he said must have struck a nerve with Shen Jiazhou, because he curled his lips into a smile: "Well, since you like it, I'll help you negotiate the price."

Housing prices in City A are high. The information states that the asking price is close to 2.8 million. Although she can afford it now, it would be best to save some money.

She said, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Shen. I'll treat you to dinner after I buy it."

Shen Jiazhou raised an eyebrow: "You're not invited just because you didn't buy anything?"

"Please, of course you're welcome." Wen Shuqiao smiled at him, "President Shen can eat as many meals as he wants, no problem."

Shen Jiazhou then gave a reserved "hmm": "It's good that you're sincere."

Why should the person who is being invited decide the number of meals?

The house viewing didn't take long. As the agent was leaving, Shen Jiazhou made an offer. The agent said he would have a good talk with the landlord and then drove away.

Wen Shuqiao remained silent until the agent left, then she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't cutting the price so much a bit too much?"

Shen Jiayi immediately cut the price by 600,000 yuan, plus a parking space; she was still a little stunned.

Shen Jiazhou said, "I didn't cut the price randomly. A few years ago, it could have sold for 280, but with the housing market downturn these past few years, it's not worth that price at all. Besides, I've thought about it carefully. Buying a house isn't a necessity for you. Cancan is with you, and if nothing unexpected happens, you'll probably be living in Sister Zhixia's house for the next few years."

Can Can is still young, and he can't be separated from Wen Shuqiao at all. Even his uncle can only act as a "playmate" at certain times.

Wen Shuqiao blinked and nodded, "If nothing unexpected happens, yes."

Wen Shuqiao didn't really know much about the housing prices here. She had actually messaged Miao Yi a few days ago to ask if her apartment was a little further from the city center and would be cheaper.

Miao Yi also enthusiastically told her that if she didn't have to consider anything else, it would be more cost-effective to buy a house a little further away, since everyone has a car these days and you can just step on the gas and get anywhere.

But Wen Shuqiao took Cancan into consideration, and since Cancan had already grown to like staying in this area and was familiar with everything, she naturally didn't want to move.

Shen Jiazhou continued, "So, if the landlord is in a hurry to sell, he should be prepared for the possibility of being pressured to lower the price. Besides, he is well aware that the price I offered is already quite good in the current market. Moreover, there are plenty of houses in the city, and new developments are constantly being built. With prices continuing to fall, who knows how much further they might drop?"

Shen Jiazhou's words made a lot of sense, and Wen Shuqiao said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you to do your best for me."

She glanced at the time on her phone: "It's getting late, you should go to the company."

Shen Jiazhou, however, walked slowly toward the courier station, saying, "No rush, I'll help you get your package."

“But…” Wen Shuqiao hadn’t finished speaking.

Shen Jiazhou said, "Since I'm already here, I won't mind taking a little longer."

Wen Shuqiao noticed that Shen Jiazhou had been living a carefree life since he left the Shen family.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Shen Jiazhou's profile.

Perhaps it was because her gaze was too intense, but Shen Jiazhou turned his head and met her eyes. He paused for a moment, then awkwardly turned back, looking at the road ahead, and said stiffly, "What? Not looking at the road, but at me? Do I have flowers on my face?"

If Wen Shuqiao had been a little embarrassed before, now that the two were quite familiar with each other, Wen Shuqiao said, "The flower on President Shen's face must be the most beautiful one in the world."

Shen Jiazhou curled his lips into a smile, but quickly pursed them again: "Why are you suddenly being so sweet? What are you up to? I have a feeling you're up to no good."

He silently crossed his arms and said, "Don't even think about coveting my good looks!"

Wen Shuqiao was amused and simply reached out her hand to him.

Shen Jiazhou stopped, lowered his eyes, looked at his fair palm, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Wen Shuqiao replied matter-of-factly, "I'm after money, so I'm robbing you, thank you."

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