North of the city, a compound courtyard house
Carved railings and jade steps, pavilions and small buildings, classical and elegant decoration, understated yet luxurious.
Sheng Xuan sat slumped on the long sofa in the side room, irritably smoking a cigar and exhaling clouds of smoke.
Uncle Qing respectfully presented the teacup to him.
"Young master, have some tea."
Sheng Xuan nodded, put down his cigar, and reached out to take it himself.
"Uncle Qing, your back has always been bad, so let others do these heavy chores. If I want to drink, I can just make it myself."
The old man said in a low voice, embarrassed, "Young master, the old house doesn't need so many servants. I... I only kept two people to clean, and I dismissed the others."
Sheng Xuan raised his thick eyebrows and then narrowed his bright eyes.
"Okay, I'll resign then."
He had nowhere else to live besides the old house.
With our current financial situation so tight, firing servants and drivers can save us some money.
When Qingbo saw a figure flashing by outside, he quickly went out to greet him.
"Young Master, the Third Young Master of the Liao family has arrived."
Liao Congming rushed in and lazily lay down on the sandalwood sofa.
"The Indian summer is so annoying! It's so hot I'm sweating!"
Sheng Xuan took a sip of tea and asked, "It hasn't been sold yet, has it? Have you gotten it back?"
Liao Congming shook his head repeatedly and replied, "Someone wants it and said they want to expedite the transfer of ownership."
"So fast?" Sheng Xuan couldn't help but be surprised.
Last night, I was in a bad mood and thought about how my driver's license had been suspended, so I turned around and threw the car keys to Liao Congming, telling him to take the car to a used car shop to sell it.
The driver from the old house quickly came to the intersection to pick him up and get him into the car.
But for some reason, the longer he sat in the back of the luxury car, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if something was wrong with him.
After returning to the old house, he called Liao Congming and asked him to bring the car back.
Liao Congming, who always obeyed his every command, turned around and sold the car to a used car dealership.
He thought for a moment and then instructed, "Go get it back tomorrow morning. We're not selling it."
Who would have thought that the car would be taken away so quickly in just one night!
Sheng Xuan frowned and asked, "Which car dealership did you sell it to?"
Liao Congming replied: "Yuanheng's 'Anime Car Shop'."
"Him?!" Sheng Xuan couldn't help but feel annoyed and snorted, "Why did you have to sell that sissy of all people?!"
That guy is always bothering Ning Lang. She's not annoyed, but he is!
Liao Congming chuckled and explained, "It was nearby at the time, so I didn't think much of it and just drove there. His car dealership is efficient and always offers reasonable prices."
"Not for sale!" Sheng Xuan said gruffly. "Even if someone else wants it, I won't sell it! That sissy! He's disgusting!"
Liao Congming couldn't help but feel a surge of desire when he thought of Yuan Heng's tall, slender figure and androgynous, handsome face.
"He's just a bit effeminate... otherwise he's quite nice."
"What a load of rubbish!" Sheng Xuan was furious. "I'd rather throw that car away than let that sissy earn a single penny!"
Liao Congming said in a low voice, embarrassed, "I didn't sell the car to the dealership last night. I just had them contact a buyer. When I went over just now, the manager there said that Sister Lang wanted to buy it and asked me to get the vehicle registration certificate and transfer the ownership as soon as possible. I didn't know how to make the decision, so I had to come back and ask you."
It's her?!
The anger on Sheng Xuan's forehead instantly subsided. He seemed to have thought of something, his ears turned slightly red, and his bright eyes darted around a couple of times.
"She...wants to buy it, so I'll pass it on to her."
Liao Congming nodded hurriedly and said, "Then I'll take care of it in a bit."
Sheng Xuan took another sip of tea, his head bowed in deep thought.
Liao Congming munched on the fruit on the coffee table, muttering in confusion.
"I really don't understand how a woman with such a strong personality like Sister Lang could have a male best friend who's like a sissy..."
Sheng Xuan raised an eyebrow and secretly rolled her eyes.
Because she's a pervert!
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