The Fake Heiress Fades from the Spotlight, but Winning Big by Slacking Off and Collecting Rent

After a car accident, Yan Qiao was selected by the Space-Time Bureau. If she completed ten lifetimes of missions, she could be reborn. She worked overtime, following a 997 work schedule to finish h...

Chapter 129 I'm Not Sick

When they arrived at the furniture store, Yan Qiao got out of the car.

"I had never known there was such a place on the Third Ring Road."

This furniture store is not conspicuous; it's even located in an alley where cars can't get in.

Compared to those upscale shops, this one is simply shabby.

"Are you sure you're not in the wrong place? I'm rich, don't worry about saving me money."

Pei Jingzhan glanced at her, his expression nonchalant.

"As long as you don't mind the price."

Yan Qiao followed him inside, and soon a long-haired man with an artistic air about him walked over.

“Mr. Pei? You…you came here in person.”

Judging from his appearance, Yan Qiao guessed that he probably didn't know that Pei Jingzhan's family had gone bankrupt.

Pei Jingzhan said calmly, "Pick a few pieces of furniture."

Yan Qiao noticed that the furniture here was very well-designed and of excellent quality, although she couldn't tell what the materials were.

The signboard isn't great, but the products are pretty good.

Pei Jingzhan chose a spacious east wing room, which, in addition to the bedroom, also had a small dressing room and a study separated by a screen.

So I chose a bed, a very high-quality and exquisite carved solid wood wardrobe, a desk, and a genuine leather computer chair.

I must say, Pei Jingzhan has a really good eye.

It didn't seem like much, but when it came time to pay the bill, Yan Qiao's eyes widened in surprise.

"...410,000?"

"Yes, this is the discounted price. Since you are Mr. Pei's friend, we have already given you a discount."

Yan Qiao: "..."

This is such a waste of money!

She reluctantly took out her card and swiped it for them. The shop owner smiled and said, "We'll deliver the furniture later. Please take care."

As Yan Qiao walked out of the furniture store, she glared at him angrily.

"You don't look like someone whose family has gone bankrupt at all!"

Pei Jingzhan strolled forward leisurely, "I came here because you provide food and lodging."

Otherwise, what's the point? To have 200 deducted from my salary for the 3,000?

Yan Qiao snorted, "No wonder your family went bankrupt; they couldn't afford to squander money like this!"

Pei Jingzhan showed no remorse and said calmly, "At least I had money."

Yan Qiao suffered a heart attack. She couldn't find another boss in the world who made her pay money and still had to put up with his bad temper.

"A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories. Now that you're only making 2,800 a month, what are you so proud of?"

Yan Qiao rolled her eyes at him and walked out of the alley.

Pei Jingzhan: "..."

Once in the car, Yan Qiao fastened her seatbelt.

"With your work attitude, you'd struggle to earn 2,800 if you worked anywhere else."

Pei Jingzhan scoffed, "With your salary, you can't find someone as cheap and good-looking as me."

Yan Qiao suddenly had an idea; she wanted to see just how thick-skinned this man was.

With that in mind, she actually started doing it.

Yan Qiao reached out and pinched Pei Jingzhan's cheek, then gave her a comment.

"You know what, it's quite firm, and it's definitely thick."

Pei Jingzhan's forehead veins throbbed; Yan Qiao's actions were no different from pulling whiskers from a tiger's face.

He laughed in exasperation; this girl was far bolder than Pei Xiang.

Upon arriving at the courtyard house, Yan Qiao unbuckled her seatbelt.

"It does look pretty, but it's all show and no substance. Take it, it'll help you regain your virility."

Before Pei Jingzhan could react to what she was saying, Yan Qiao slapped a business card into his hand and got out of the car.

Before Pei Jingzhan could even look at the business card, he heard Yan Qiao exclaim in surprise, "How did someone break this lock!"

Pei Jingzhan casually stuffed the business card into his pocket, took a long stride, and got out of the car with a solemn expression.

"Wait here, I'll go in and take a look."

Yan Qiao grabbed his hand and said seriously, "We don't know what happened yet. What if you encounter danger if you go in?"

Pei Jingzhan raised an eyebrow. "Otherwise, you come in?"

"Of course it's impossible, but you shouldn't go in either. Even if you're an employee, there's no reason for you to take such a risk. Who's more noble than whom?"

She took out her phone. "Of course, I called the police."

Pei Jingzhan looked down at her; Yan Qiao's eyes were clear and full of seriousness.

Pei Jingzhan found her attitude towards him quite novel.

It seems that ever since he could remember, no one in the family, except his grandfather, was afraid of him.

Even the elders looked at him with both respect and fear, carefully considering their words and being cautious, for fear of offending him.

Yan Qiao spoke to him in a sincere and equal tone, naturally and without any awkwardness.

Like a fledgling bird, she tried her best to spread her thin shoulders to protect someone who was much stronger than her.

Yan Qiao called the police, and after explaining the situation, she added, "Police officers, please come quickly, I'm still a student."

Pei Jingzhan: "..."

Calling her a student doesn't seem wrong.

Fortunately, there was a police station nearby, and the police responded quickly.

When they arrived, they glanced at Pei Jingzhan.

"Didn't you go in and take a look?"

Yan Qiao said, "No, I don't have any weapons. I dare not go in. If something happens, I will only cause you more trouble."

The policeman glanced at Pei Jingzhan again, his eyes clearly saying: You're a grown man, and you're scared too?

Yan Qiao stood in front of Pei Jingzhan. She was 168 cm tall, which she considered tall for a girl.

But standing next to Pei Jingzhan, she actually appeared petite.

Pei Jingzhan looked at her with amusement. The girl, who was more than 20 centimeters shorter than him, was trying her best to block the policeman's gaze.

"Don't look at him, he's scared too."

Pei Jingzhan immediately dropped his playful expression and his face darkened.

He didn't, he's not, he's not afraid!

The police couldn't help but cast a disdainful glance at him. This guy was even bigger than him, yet he was afraid of him.

Yan Qiao was indignant and exploded: "What kind of look is that? Can't a man be afraid? He's already in such a terrible state, how can I bear to push him out into danger!"

Pei Jingzhan: "..." Can't this brat talk normally for once?!

The police officer looked him up and down. "I don't see anything wrong with him."

Yan Qiao pulled him aside and whispered, "Officer, some problems aren't apparent on the surface. We're both men, don't you know what men care about most?"

The police officer suddenly realized, "Oh, I see!"

He stepped forward and patted Pei Jingzhan on the shoulder, "Brother, stay strong!"

After saying that, he walked into the courtyard house.

As soon as I stepped inside, I touched the back of my neck.

"Strange, it's chilly here."

Yan Qiao secretly glanced at Pei Jingzhan, whose face was ashen, wondering if she had said anything wrong.

The two walked in side by side, and Pei Jingzhan gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you say to him?"

The sound was so cold it felt like ice crystals were falling out.

Yan Qiao said, "He didn't say anything, but he told the truth."

Pei Jingzhan: "...The truth about me."

Yan remained silent. "But it can't be about me."

She doesn't have that thing.

Pei Jingzhan looked numb. What sins had he committed to run into a bastard like Yan Qiao?

"I'm not sick."

Yan Qiao paused, "I understand, you're not sick."

Her wide-open eyes clearly said: I don't believe it.