Chapter 33

Just at this moment, Tong Feifei suddenly grabbed Liu Yanzhi's thigh and said, "Aunt Yanzhi, please don't bully Uncle, okay? This is the doll Uncle bought for me." She shook the rabbit doll in her hand, clearly having been won over by Lin Zixian. A small crack had appeared in the harmony of the Sakura Snow Apartment.

"Alright! Aunt will give little Feifei some face and won't bully him anymore." She pinched Tong Feifei's nose and called out to the other women, "We're not eating for free, let's help him carry the things upstairs."

The women came over, introduced themselves, and quickly snatched the large and small packages from the handlebars of Lin Zixian's bicycle. They each carried them upstairs with grace and charm.

Lin Zixian watched the alluring backs of the women and chuckled, feeling he had found a great place. He had no sense of being extorted. He lifted his bicycle up the steps and pushed it to a corner of the yard.

The women indeed didn't seem to be eating for free. When Lin Zixian reached his room upstairs, he found that Zhang Beibei had cleaned it thoroughly, even spraying air freshener to remove the musty smell. The women were efficiently helping him set up his bed and organize his things.

Women seemed to have a natural advantage in such tasks, quickly making his room presentable.

This was much better than staying in a hotel. He had fallen into a nest of beauties! Lin Zixian rubbed his hands together happily, bowing and thanking each of them, almost ready to massage their backs and shoulders. Of course, if the beauties were willing, Lin Zixian would be more than happy to oblige.

After finishing, Liu Yanzhi, with smoky eye makeup, walked over and poked his chest with a finger painted red, saying slowly, "Little Lin! We've helped you set up your room, so dinner is at the Ivory Coast. You have no objections, right?"

Actually, she was just trying to scare Lin Zixian a bit, to let him know that they weren't easy to take advantage of. She wouldn't really make him spend a fortune at the Ivory Coast. If he was rich, he wouldn't be renting a room in this remote corner. As long as he conceded, they could just go to a small restaurant for a lively dinner, and they would consider it a formal introduction. If they got along well, great; if not, it was fine too.

But to her surprise, Lin Zixian shook his head and laughed, "No objections, no objections. I'll make sure everyone eats and drinks well."

Liu Yanzhi rolled her eyes. It seemed she had a man who was willing to suffer for his pride. She didn't bother to say anything more.

Not just Tong Yinan, even Zhang Beibei looked a bit anxious. Qin Yue, with good intentions, walked over and asked, "Lin Zixian, do you know what the Ivory Coast is?"

"Uh..." Lin Zixian was taken aback. Their expressions seemed strange. He recalled, but couldn't think of anything scary about the Ivory Coast. He scratched his head and said, "I've been to the Ivory Coast once. It's just a hotel for dining and relaxation. Is there another Ivory Coast in the East Sea?"

The women were stunned. Had he really been to the Ivory Coast? Was he telling the truth?

"Tsk!" Liu Yanzhi sneered, looking Lin Zixian up and down. His clothes didn't seem particularly high-end. She immediately lost interest in this prideful man and let him suffer. She dragged the other women out of the room one by one.

Lin Zixian stood alone in the room, his mind blank. Had he said something wrong and offended them?

In the living room downstairs, the women sat on the sofa, whispering about Lin Zixian. They wondered where this fool had come from, riding a bicycle to rent a room and acting like a rich man in front of everyone.

Liu Yanzhi declared, "Sisters, we have a man who is pretending to be rich. We must take advantage of him. Sister Yinan, don't speak, or we'll suspect your relationship with him."

This shut Tong Yinan up, leaving her in a difficult position.

Liu Yanzhi then took out her phone and dialed a number, saying, "Li Mingcheng, where are you? Come back quickly, I'll treat you to a big meal."

The voice on the other end replied excitedly, "Sure! I'll be right there."

Liu Yanzhi hung up and nudged Qin Yue, "Yueyue, call your man and have him come back for the big meal. Today we're robbing the rich."

Qin Yue, under pressure, made a call, hesitating for a while before saying apologetically to Liu Yanzhi, "Xia Qiu might not be back tonight."

Liu Yanzhi was taken aback and sighed, "Sigh! He really works hard for money." Qin Yue smiled faintly, not minding.

Not long after, Lin Zixian, bored, came downstairs with a smile and said to everyone, "Ladies, it's almost dark. When are we leaving?"

Everyone looked at him without speaking, as if he were a monster. Finally, Liu Yanzhi said sarcastically, "We're not as rich as you. We have to wait for a ride."

Lin Zixian was stunned, wondering how she had figured out he was rich. He never flaunted his wealth and didn't think he had that kind of money smell.

Actually, he himself wasn't sure how much money he had in banks around the world. He hadn't paid attention to this for years.

At his level, money was no longer a concern in life. It was all about mindset. He wasn't extremely rich, but he had enough to last several lifetimes. The key was that he had moved beyond the need to live by money. He didn't have a habit of luxury and often ate at street stalls. He lived simply and luxuriously as the day allowed, finding no difference between the two.

"Ride? What ride?" Lin Zixian asked, puzzled.

Just as he spoke, the sound of a car approaching the yard was heard. Liu Yanzhi stood up gracefully, "The ride is here. The only car owner in Sakura Snow Apartment, Mr. Li Mingcheng, has arrived."

Lin Zixian suddenly understood. Zhang Beibei had mentioned two male roommates when he first arrived. This must be one of them. Footsteps sounded, and he turned to see a man with a slicked-back hairstyle enter energetically, exuding a successful air.

The man's hair was shiny, and he brought in the smell of gel. He glanced at everyone and said cheerfully, "Everyone's here!" He nodded at everyone and, seeing Lin Zixian, asked in surprise, "Who's this?"

Liu Yanzhi swayed over to Lin Zixian and introduced him, "Lin Zixian, the new roommate who just moved in." She then introduced the man, "Li Mingcheng, the owner of 'Dafu Supermarket' at the entrance of the old street, and the only car owner in Sakura Snow Apartment."

Lin Zixian thought for a moment, vaguely remembering a supermarket at the entrance of the old street, though it didn't seem very large. He smiled and extended his hand, "Hello!"

Unfortunately, Li Mingcheng was reserved and didn't extend his hand. Instead, he glanced at the women, a hint of hostility in his eyes at the thought of another man in the women's nest. He said coldly, "Mr. Lin, right? I have something to say. The women in Sakura Snow Apartment are simple, and as a man, I have a responsibility to protect everyone's safety. Can I see your ID?"

Lin Zixian was speechless but understood. If a troublemaker had mixed in with the women, it would indeed be a problem. He took out his ID and handed it over.

Li Mingcheng glanced at the ID and found that Lin Zixian's hometown was a remote rural area, a place he had never heard of. He smiled condescendingly, "So you're from the countryside!"

Lin Zixian's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked the man up and down. He didn't see anything particularly high-class about him. The condescending tone made his fists itch.

Liu Yanzhi suddenly snatched the ID from Li Mingcheng's hand and returned it to Lin Zixian, "He's not bad, just a bit of a smart mouth. Actually, many people here are like that. Not many locals are rich; most work for others. The city's prosperity is due to the efforts of political and business elites from all over the country. Some people look good on the surface but are actually just show. They live frugally but still call others from the countryside, and they often complain about their bosses behind their backs. Get used to it, don't take it to heart. He used to call us from the countryside too."

Lin Zixian suddenly found this woman not so harsh, cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Yanzhi, I'm not working for others. I have my own business," Li Mingcheng said with a bitter smile, seemingly unaffected by Liu Yanzhi's sarcasm.

"Alright! Stop showing off your business. You're just a small supermarket owner. If you're so capable, buy a house and live in it. Why are you renting with us?" Liu Yanzhi retorted bluntly.

Li Mingcheng looked embarrassed, glancing at everyone and defending himself, "Actually, I've saved enough for a house, I just need a wife. If you, Yanzhi, are willing to marry me, I'll let you live in a new house right away."

Liu Yanzhi rolled her eyes and sneered, "You know my motto: I only marry rich men. But as an old friend, I'll make an exception. I don't require you to be very rich or have a mansion. Just buy a 200-square-meter house, and I'll marry you. Don't think I'm being harsh; I learned it from you city folks."

Such a naked bargain left Lin Zixian speechless. This couple was incredibly pragmatic, treating marriage like a business deal, seemingly devoid of any emotion. Qin Yue and the others were secretly amused.

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