Choosing a house is not an easy thing. It is very difficult to find one that you like, which is reasonably priced and in a good location.
After looking at the third house, Ye Qingrou rubbed her sore calves and said depressedly: "I think this is a good place. There is no need to go any further."
Fang Zhicheng showed a wry smile on his face. Compared with the other two, this house was the most dilapidated one. It had three old rooms and a yard outside. It was estimated to have a history of several decades.
The landlords are two elderly people. Their son works in Yinzhou and took them to the city, so the house has been empty. Although the house is a bit shabby, if it is repaired, it will feel like home, especially the flower beds and open space in the yard. If some flowers and vegetables are planted, it will feel like a hidden gem in the city.
The person who rented and sold the house was the landlord's nephew. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was somewhat interested, he smiled and said, "The old house is comfortable to live in, warm in winter and cool in summer. If you think it's shabby, you can renovate it. As for the rent, it's 2,000 yuan a year, and all three rooms are yours. How about it?"
Fang Zhicheng saw Qi Yun's eyes flickering, and asked with a smile: "County Magistrate Qi, what do you think?"
Qi Yun turned away and pretended to be indifferent: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything..."
Chapter 0233 Going to Yunhai to Seek Development
The house was decided in the old house, with a deposit of 500 yuan and an annual rent of 2,000 yuan, which was not very expensive. In the afternoon, Fang Zhicheng arranged for Wang Chong to help him find a few decoration workers to decorate the house inside and outside. There were two bedrooms on the left and right, one of which was prepared for the old man's son and daughter-in-law. The floor was laid and the ceiling was simply painted. There were a few damaged wallpapers on the wall, so there was no need to make too much adjustment. The main thing was to decorate the main room and the kitchen, especially the kitchen, which still had an old-fashioned stove. There was no gas stove. Fang Zhicheng couldn't make a fire to cook, right
After returning to the guesthouse and entering the lobby, Ye Qingrou's face suddenly changed and she hid behind Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng saw two people sitting on the sofa in the lobby, sighed, and took Ye Qingrou's arm and walked over. Qi Yun noticed something was wrong, suppressed her doubts, did not follow, and went back to her room.
"Hello, Mr. Ye and Uncle Gong!" Fang Zhicheng and Ye Qingrou sat opposite Ye Mingjing and Uncle Gong.
Ye Mingjing was not as furious as imagined, but had a calm expression. As for Uncle Gong, he remained silent as usual and no emotion could be seen in him.
"Dad..." Ye Qingrou lowered her eyelids. Even though she was very naughty, she still habitually put on a well-behaved look when facing Ye Mingjing.
Ye Mingjing turned sideways and told Uncle Gong, "Take Xiaorou to the car. I need to talk to Xiaofang alone."
"Dad, I'm back from abroad. It has nothing to do with my brother. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Don't make things difficult for him." Ye Qingrou became emotional, tears flashing in her eyes.
Fang Zhicheng smiled, reached out and patted Ye Qingrou's arm, and said, "You and Uncle Gong can get in the car. Don't worry about me."
Ye Qingrou got into the car with mixed emotions, and looked back at Fang Zhicheng from time to time. Seeing this, Ye Mingjing couldn't help but sigh deeply and said with a wry smile: "I originally thought that forcibly sending her abroad would make her change, but I didn't expect that she would still come back unwaveringly. Xiaorou's personality is too stubborn, too similar to her mother."
Fang Zhicheng knew that Ye Mingjing had no hostility towards him. After all, he had not done anything wrong to Ye Qingrou, so he felt very calm. "Boss Ye, can you listen to me?"
Ye Mingjing smiled, took out a box of cigars from his pocket, handed one to Fang Zhicheng, and said, "Go ahead."
Fang Zhicheng took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for Ye Mingjing. He did not smoke it himself and said softly, "Why can't you treat her as an ordinary little girl?"
Ye Mingjing was slightly startled, and then said: "Because the Ye family is not ordinary, how can she be ordinary?"
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "As long as you are willing to let go, she can live an ordinary life. In fact, she doesn't want much, she just wants to be with her family and the person she likes."
Ye Mingjing waved his hand and said, "It's a pity that if she doesn't enjoy loneliness and solitude now, it may bring her some disasters in the future."
Fang Zhicheng knew what Ye Mingjing was worried about. He sent Ye Qingrou abroad in order to better protect her and prevent her from being implicated by the changes in the family.
Fang Zhicheng said softly: "No one knows what will happen in the future. Why should she suffer so much now for something unpredictable?"
Ye Mingjing shook his head, his eyes showing a deep color, and said lightly: "If you don't think about the future, you will have immediate worries. Every family will have a process of rise and fall. I am standing from the perspective of a father and making arrangements for Xiaorou. Although it will make her misunderstand, I have made up my mind."
Fang Zhicheng couldn't persuade Ye Mingjing, and knew that it was useless to say more, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. From Ye Mingjing's perspective, what he did was another kind of love, but this kind of love that restricted others' freedom of thought was too heavy for Ye Qingrou.
Fang Zhicheng finally mustered up the courage and pleaded, "Can you let her finish college in China? After graduation, it won't be too late to study abroad for a master's degree. She is less than 20 years old now. If she has enough life experience in a few years, she will be able to survive on her own abroad."
Ye Mingjing stared at Fang Zhicheng seriously, but did not respond directly to Fang Zhicheng. He said softly, "I'll take Xiaorou back with me. If you have time, you can come to Yinzhou to accompany her. I have to admit that you are a little higher in her heart than me now."
After watching Ye Mingjing leave, Fang Zhicheng shook his head helplessly. After the black Audi drove out, Fang Zhicheng slowly entered the elevator. After the elevator door opened, Qi Yun was standing at the door, having been waiting for a long time. Qi Yun's expression was very strange, still cold and arrogant, but a closer look revealed a silent warmth.
"She was taken away?" Qi Yun asked.
Fang Zhicheng nodded, his eyes drifting, and he smiled bitterly: "Yes, she shouldn't have come here..."
Qi Yun was silent for a few seconds, but finally spoke out her doubts, "I didn't expect that she is the granddaughter of the Ye family. What is your relationship with Ye Mingjing?"
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled and asked, "Do you know Ye Mingjing?"
Qi Yun nodded, a smile appeared on her face, and said: "As an official, there are a few people in the Yinzhou Ye family who don't know."
"I have nothing to do with Ye Mingjing, and it's hard to explain my relationship with Ye Qingrou." Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and sighed, "How about we go to the room and I'll explain it in detail later?"
Qi Yun rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng, but followed him into the house. The door was closed, and Fang Zhicheng immediately pushed her against the wall. Qi Yun used her hands to hold Fang Zhicheng back, preventing him from further oppressing her. She lowered her eyelids and said, "What are you doing? This is not the time to dream. Can you calm down?"
Fang Zhicheng sniffed the fragrance coming from Qi Yun, feeling every pore open slightly, and said with a smile: "As long as I see County Magistrate Qi, I want to dream. What should I do?"
Qi Yun did not frown. Her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Her pretty face showed a troubled look, with a tender spring feeling. Her soft and charming cheeks and lightly bitten red lips formed a cold and beautiful allure.
The curtains in the outer room were not closed. The moonlight was still faint, gently sprinkling on the brown floor tiles, creating hazy traces of light and making the dim surroundings appear vaguely ambiguous.
Qi Yun felt her arms become weak, and as soon as they relaxed, Fang Zhicheng pressed his whole body on her. Having experienced sexual intercourse for the first time a few days ago, her body seemed extremely sensitive, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
Fang Zhicheng laughed loudly twice, bent down, picked up Qi Yun horizontally, and walked to the bedroom. Not long after, the room was filled with the sound of hot and erotic music...
After a long time, when the lovemaking was paused, Qi Yun lay in Fang Zhicheng's arms, staring at the ceiling with a guilty look on her face. She sat up slowly and sighed, "Fang Zhicheng, this is our last time. Let's never do this again, okay?"
Fang Zhicheng was slightly stunned, knowing that Qi Yun began to regret having a relationship with him, and sighed softly: "Yun'er, let it happen. We should face it instead of avoiding it."
Qi Yun smiled bitterly and said, "I know I'm wrong, so I have to change."