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Chapter 26 - 26 25 Does this Girl Have a Collecting Obsession

26: Chapter 25 Does this Girl Have a Collecting Obsession?

26: Chapter 25 Does this Girl Have a Collecting Obsession?

“Uh… Mr.

Chu, what did you say?”

Zhang Yuru asked, doubting her life choices, thinking she must have heard wrong.

It hadn’t even been five minutes since they met, and he already wanted to cohabitate with a young and beautiful woman whose front wasn’t that protruding, but whose back was quite perky?

Even if you’re somewhat handsome and have a little money, how can you be so anxious even if you have some ideas?

Feng Qian was so angry that she stood up.

Is this guy sick?

What does he take me for!

“Mr.

Chu, please show some respect!”

Chu Yi spread his hands, signaling them to calm down, “Don’t get agitated, just listen to me first.

For me, this situation can only have two outcomes, one is that I continue to stay until the lease expires.

The other is that I can move out, but since I’ve only lived here for a few days, I would need a refund of 500,000 at least.”

“Isn’t that excessive?

Spending 48,000 just to stay a few days, even a five-star hotel wouldn’t be this expensive.”

As he spoke, he leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said to the stiff-faced Zhang Yuru, “Of course, Sister Yuru certainly won’t refund me 500,000, at most she’d return to me what she earned as an agent’s fee, the rest is with the fake landlord, and they would probably expect Feng Miss to bear the cost together, right?”

Zhang Yuru nodded slightly, “Mr.

Chu, have you studied law?”

“I haven’t, I’m just talking common sense,” Chu Yi shook his head, then continued, “And Miss Feng definitely wouldn’t want to take out several hundred thousand for me to move out, right?”

Feng Qian snorted, her meaning clear without words.

Chu Yi spread his hands again, “So, unless someone tops up the money taken by the fake landlord, or we recover the full amount from him, there won’t be any perfect solution.

But none of us three parties is going to make up that money, right?”

Zhang Yuru and Feng Qian didn’t make a sound, but their expressions said it all.

Three to five hundred thousand was far beyond their threshold for loss.

Seeing this, Chu Yi slightly smiled, “Of course, cohabiting is just my suggestion, just consider that I’ve spent over 500,000 to rent a sub-bedroom.

This is my compromise.

If you don’t agree, you’ll have to choose one of the outcomes I want.”

The living room suddenly fell silent, with Zhang Yuru and Feng Qian both deep in thought.

After a long time, Zhang Yuru said, “On my side, I can refund the agency fee and my personal remuneration to Miss Feng, as Mr.

Chu’s rent.

If Miss Feng disagrees, then we will have to proceed through legal channels.”

What a beautiful assist!

Chu Yi quietly applauded Zhang Yuru, then shifted his gaze to Feng Qian.

After all, she was a girl in her early twenties, now struggling with the dilemma.

If she didn’t agree, she might have to cough up money for nothing.

But if she did agree…

Here she was, a young unmarried woman, suddenly about to share a room with a man.

What if he had ulterior motives?

As she struggled, Zhang Yuru seemed to sense her concerns.

“Miss Feng, you can trust Mr.

Chu’s character.

I won’t say much, but just look at how calm and composed he’s been in negotiating since finding out about this, not getting angry or shouting.

Doesn’t that speak volumes about his character?”

Brilliant!

Chu Yi nearly gave Zhang Yuru a thumbs up.

What a wingman!

But Feng Qian was pursing her lips, pointing at the black lace underwear nearby, “But how do you explain that?”

Chu Yi’s expression froze, wondering how to smooth things over, when Zhang Yuru said, “That means Mr.

Chu has a girlfriend.

Doesn’t that make you feel more at ease?”

What the hell, it can be explained like that?

Chu Yi was amazed, no wonder agents could drive a BMW with that kind of persuasive power.

Indeed, after hearing Zhang Yuru’s words, Feng Qian did relax a bit.

Someone with a girlfriend did seem more reliable.

She just needed to be careful while at home, and besides, she had taken sanda classes!

And besides…

having a little more spending money didn’t seem so bad.

So after thinking it over for a while, Feng Qian finally nodded, “Alright then!”

Master, do you see?

Your disciple is about to cohabit with someone!

Chu Yi, barely holding back his laughter, talked with them for a long while before finalizing the details.

At last, they put everything down on paper, and the signing made it official.

Zhang Yuru sighed with relief, she wouldn’t have to pay too much compensation—just as if she had worked this job for free—which was already quite reasonable.

Feng Qian also felt satisfied; she had a place to stay and would even get an extra three thousand a month for spending money, aside from the fact that there was an extra man in the house…

The happiest, of course, was Chu Yi.

The house and money didn’t matter, but having a beautiful woman moving into his place, that was very important!

“Well then, Mr.

Chu, Miss Feng, I will take my leave first.

I need to go back to the company and confirm this matter.”

After Zhang Yuru stood up to leave, the room suddenly became somewhat quiet.

Chu Yi cleared his throat and said, “Miss Feng, don’t be so reserved, just make yourself at home…”

“This is already my home!”

Feng Qian stated seriously.

Chu Yi was taken aback, “Alright, since it’s your home, then you should be even less reserved.”

Wear whatever pajamas or camisoles you like, the more revealing the better.

Feng Qian snorted through her nose, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming.

Let me warn you upfront, I am a sixth-degree black belt in Sanda.”

So that means you’re utterly defenseless, huh…

Chu Yi laughed resignedly, “Okay, okay!

You’re the boss.

I’ll go tidy up the master bedroom.

Do you need help with your stuff?”

“No need!”

Feng Qian immediately responded.

After Chu Yi moved his belongings from the master bedroom to the second bedroom, her phone rang.

She then hurriedly went downstairs and returned carrying a tightly sealed package with difficulty.

Seeing her struggle, Chu Yi asked, “Are you sure you don’t need help?”

“I don’t need it!”

Feng Qian said stubbornly, only to stumble the next moment and drop the box heavily to the floor.

With a heavy thud, colorful clothing spilled out.

Chu Yi’s eyes immediately went wide.

If he wasn’t mistaken, some of those items appeared to be…

lingerie?

Didn’t this girl get shy when she saw that black lace number?

But from what he saw, her own collection was even spicier than black lace.

“What are you looking at!”

Feng Qian’s fair skin turned somewhat red, but she didn’t panic as Chu Yi imagined.

Instead, she collected the clothes back into the box with composure and carried them into the main bedroom.

Quite interesting.

Chu Yi watched with amusement as Feng Qian made eight trips to move all her stuff.

Afterward, she slammed the bedroom door shut with a bang, leaving him to wonder what she was doing inside.

“You think you can block me out?

Heavenly Eye, activate!”

Chu Yi’s gaze penetrated the wall and saw Feng Qian organizing her luggage.

My goodness, out of eight boxes of belongings, four were filled with personal garments ranging from super conservative to boldly sexy.

It looked a bit like…

“Does she have a collecting habit?”

Just as Chu Yi pondered, he suddenly noticed that Feng Qian had in her possession a black lace item that should have been on the sofa.

After that, she took a photo.

Chu Yi pressed against the wall for a closer look and saw that she had posted the picture in a shopping group.

“Does anyone recognize this model?

How much is it?”