Jin Lu turned to look at Yan Qiao, "My house is several hundred square meters. Follow me, so you don't get lost after you come in."
Yan Qiao: "...No, that's not true. My courtyard house is over 900 square meters, and I've never gotten lost even though I walk around there every day. Your house isn't bigger than my courtyard house, is it? It doesn't look that big."
Jin Lu's face stiffened, as if she had kicked a steel plate with her toe.
Not being able to show off in front of Yan Qiao left her with a sour expression and somewhat unhappy.
He even forgot to ask someone to serve him tea.
Yan Qiao and Weng Yun sat down in the living room. Directly opposite Yan Qiao was an oil painting.
The oil painting has been ruined; it's been stained with watercolors, probably done by some mischievous child.
She was a little confused. She remembered that someone had previously revealed online that Jin Lu had become a stepmother. She had explained online that the man she married was a first-time single man and had no children.
Looking around now, I haven't seen any trace of the children.
Yan Qiao's gaze moved upwards and she noticed that a corner of the crystal chandelier was missing.
I can almost picture the scene of the naughty child smashing the crystal chandelier.
Weng Yun couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.
"I remember this oil painting costs over 100,000 yuan, right? How can you let your child play like this?"
The reason she immediately referred to the child was because the words "Dad is a pig" were faintly visible on the paper.
[Children? I remember someone previously revealed that Jin Lu married a divorced man, right?]
[Is she really going to become someone's stepmother? What's she after? His age? Or his lack of hygiene?]
[If you have money, it's not surprising to become a stepmother.]
Although she's shown affection in public, she's never let her man show his face. I wonder if we'll get to see him today.
People in the live stream started speculating.
After a short while, Jin Lu finally found her voice: "It wasn't drawn by a child, and I don't have any children at home."
Weng Yun was taken aback, "But it says on it..."
Jin Lu interrupted with a smile: "I remember now, it's a relative's child. He came to visit a while ago, and the child was naughty and didn't know any better, so he drew a few strokes on it. My husband, Lao Yao, likes children very much, so he indulges him. It's just an oil painting worth a few hundred thousand yuan, nothing special."
She secretly regretted it; over ten thousand yuan—it belonged to the landlord!
Yan Qiao raised an eyebrow. "This crystal chandelier is also missing a corner. Was that done by a child? How naughty! This crystal chandelier costs several million."
Jin Lu's breath hitched; she had already begun to feel sorry for him.
Yao Wanchang had never told her that the crystal chandelier was so expensive.
She waved her hand dismissively, "Oh well, so what if it's expensive? As long as the child is alright, it's fine. I can't make him pay for it."
Weng Yun didn't say anything more; she really was a brat.
After a moment of silence, I suddenly heard the sound of something breaking inside the room.
With a loud bang, Yan Qiao and Weng Yun both looked up and peered inside.
Jin Lu's expression changed drastically. "Perhaps the housekeeper is clumsy. I'll go in and take a look. You all have some tea first."
She had barely left when an aunt came out of the kitchen.
Yan Qiao: "...Their house isn't very big, so they hired two housekeepers?"
Weng Yun guessed, "Maybe they hired someone to clean the house and cook separately."
Some people are good at housework, but their cooking isn't very good.
When Jin Lu came out again, her expression relaxed slightly.
Then, seeing that Yan Qiao was dressed simply, she took the initiative to ask, "Yan Qiao, knowing that you were coming to my house today, why are you dressed like this? What if the security guard stops you? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"
Yan Qiao looked down at her clothes: a simple hoodie and jeans, nothing shameful.
"Do I have to wear a formal dress to Zixing Garden? The house is for people to live in, and the property management is for people to serve. Jin Lu, how come you've got it backwards? It's as if you're just an ornament to make this house more beautiful."
Jin Lu has really changed a lot; she wasn't like this before.
[They're always showing off, practically categorizing people into different classes.]
What kind of people are these who get fans? This is getting more and more boring.
Jin Lu's face stiffened. "I didn't mean to look down on you. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to take a look at my walk-in closet and pick out a few things you like to change into."
Yan Qiao waved her hand, "Your chest is smaller than mine and your waist is thicker than mine, I probably can't fit into your clothes."
Jin Lu almost choked on her words. Her breasts had been surgically enhanced and were no longer small!
Then Yan Qiao said, "But if you want to go, you can go and see your walk-in closet."
She knew that Jin Lu's real intention was to show off.
Having achieved her goal, Jin Lu stopped arguing with her and affectionately pulled Weng Yun inside.
Upon entering the house, Weng Yun couldn't help but exclaim, "Your walk-in closet is really big!"
These words were a perfect compliment to Jin Lu, and a smile spread across her face.
"This walk-in closet wasn't originally this big. My husband, Lao Yao, felt sorry for me, so he specially knocked down the wall and combined two rooms into one to make this walk-in closet for me."
Yan Qiao frowned. They had made such big changes without telling the landlord.
She just couldn't bring herself to like a tenant like that.
"Yan Qiao, what are you thinking about? Why do you look so unhappy? If you're envious, why don't you build yourself a walk-in closet?"
Yan Qiao tugged at the corner of her lips, "I wouldn't say I'm envious, I'm just a little curious, is this house rented or owned?"
Jin Lu seemed to be angered, and her face turned cold.
"What a joke! My husband Yao is rich, why would he need to rent a house? What do you mean by that? Does he think your courtyard house is rented?"
Yan Qiao remained silent, but Jin Lu's reaction seemed genuine.
It seems she really didn't know.
Then Jin Lu said, "Old Yao said that once I give birth, he will transfer the ownership of this house to my name."
Yan Qiao suddenly felt a little sorry for Jin Lu, who was so naive that she didn't even realize she had been deceived.
However, given Jin Lu's personality, it would be strange if she didn't get scammed.
Then Jin Lu picked out a few out-of-season clothes for Yan Qiao.
"You should change into this. My husband, Lao Yao, will be bringing guests home later. It's not appropriate for you to be dressed like this when you have important guests."
Weng Yun was taken aback. "There are other guests?"
The production team didn't say that beforehand.
Jin Lu nodded. "They're here to discuss business; it won't interfere with our filming."
Yan Qiao pushed the clothes back, "I already said, I don't think there's anything wrong with my attire. Besides, you have important guests at your house, what does that have to do with me?"
Jin Lu explained, "Since we're all here together, we'll definitely have lunch together. I'm afraid you're being too forward."
Yan Qiao scoffed, having already seen through Jin Lu's intentions.
She probably wanted her and Weng Yun to stay and keep the bar company.
They had a good plan.
“You’re scared, but I’m not. If it really comes to it, Sister Weng Yun and I won’t stay for dinner, so as not to bother you.”
Jin Lu panicked and quickly said, "How can that be? We're still recording the show. Okay, okay, if you don't want to change, that's fine. Anyway, it's not me who will be embarrassed later."
If they don't want to replace them, then they don't have to. It's better than the person running away.
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