Chapter 115 - 95: Coming to Mediate_2

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Chapter 115: Chapter 95: Coming to Mediate_2"That’s great. Otherwise, going alone would really be boring." Wu Mengting was, of course, happy to have the beauty, Wu Mengting, accompany him. He had come to terms with it now, and wouldn’t deliberately keep his distance from her, just like Wu Mengting had previously said, to let things take their natural course and see what fate had in store. "You two aren’t getting along too well, are you? Brother Feng, have you come around? Are you planning to accept our Tiantian?" Lin Wan looked slyly at them, sizing both up. Chen Feng said with ease, "We’re just friends, normal interactions. You’re overthinking it." Wu Mengting, although slightly blushing, chimed in, "Yes, just normal friends, Waner, don’t overthink." Lin Wan "tsked," pursed her lips, lowered her head to her meal, and didn’t tease them about their relationship anymore. The three of them laughed and chatted happily as they ate when suddenly the doorbell rang. All three looked toward the door at the same time, and Wu Mengting stood up and said, "I’ll go check." She first looked through the peephole, then frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the door. Standing there was Aunt Wang, the landlord, and her stay-at-home, freeloading chubby son. "Aunt Wang, have you had lunch?" Wu Mengting greeted her with a smile. "Uh-huh, we did. You guys... hey, you’re just eating now." Aunt Wang originally had a smile on her face, but as she peeked inside, she saw Chen Feng sitting at the dining table and her expression changed, her tone becoming sarcastic: "That man has come again, huh? Is he really not one of your boyfriends? He isn’t living here, is he? I made it clear when I rented the room to you two that only the two of you could live here. No adding extra people. Especially not bringing all sorts of riff-raff, especially not men." Wu Mengting, hearing her words, also looked a bit displeased but maintained her smile and replied with neither servility nor overbearance, "He’s just our friend. He isn’t living here; he comes over often because he lives close by." "Hah! A friend, huh? You sure are good friends with him, often eating together in the house." Having made her snide remark, Aunt Wang finally got back to the point: "Oh, right. Someone sent us several boxes of navel oranges, and we can’t eat so much. Little Ming said to send one box over to you girls to taste something fresh." Little Ming, her son, had a face full of acne, thick glasses, and stood sheepishly by, occasionally sneaking glances at Wu Mengting with a silly, shy smile. "It’s... they’re really good. You should try." Little Ming held out a box of navel oranges to Wu Mengting with both hands. "No, it’s not necessary," Wu Mengting waved her hands and declined, "We don’t really like oranges." Little Ming was immediately frozen in place, not knowing what to do. Seeing this, Aunt Wang hurriedly said, "What are you being polite for? It’s just a box of oranges, not worth much. Besides, Little Ming considers you friends, offering some fruit is just common courtesy. If you feel bad, just invite him over for a simple meal next time, like your male friend here." Wu Mengting was at a loss on how to refuse after being put on the spot by Aunt Wang’s sharp words. At this moment, both Chen Feng and Lin Wan came over. Chen Feng said with a smile, "Mengting, since Aunt Wang insists, just accept it. If you two don’t like them, I’ll eat them. Next time I’ll give him a box of apples in return." Aunt Wang’s face fell on hearing this, her tone boastful as she said, "These oranges are authentic Gannan navel oranges, selling for over ten yuan per jin on the market. This box has 20 jin." Chen Feng and the two girls were all rather speechless upon hearing this. Oranges costing over ten yuan per jin might indeed be expensive, but a 20-jin box would only be three to four hundred yuan—was it really worth showing off so much? As if none of them had ever eaten such expensive fruit. "The price seems fair. Next time, I’ll buy a box of fruit that’s similarly priced for you as a gift. I hope you won’t look down on it." Having said this, Chen Feng stepped forward to take the box of navel oranges from Little Ming, nodded at him, then turned and carried the box into the room. Little Ming stared blankly at Chen Feng for a while before turning to look at his own mother. Aunt Wang glared at Chen Feng for a bit, then frustratingly looked at her son, turned to Wu Mengting and Lin Wan with a smile, and said, "Your friend sure makes himself at home. We were giving you this box of oranges. There’s no need for a return gift. It’s just that I hope you could be friends with Little Ming. He doesn’t have many friends, and it’s rare for him to be around peers of the same age. You all are young, so you should interact more." Her words were rather straightforward, leaving Wu Mengting and Lin Wan to awkwardly respond. "Sure," Chen Feng answered for them, "Aunt Wang, I can tell your son is very honest just by looking at him. He seems to have a decent character. One of these days, I’ll take him out to see the world. He can’t always be cooped up at home playing games; that’ll ruin him." "Who are you talking about? Who says my son plays games all day at home?" Aunt Wang suddenly became furious, shouting, "My son does play games, but he earns money from gaming, boosting, understand? He boosts accounts for others online; it’s a legitimate job." "Okay, okay, don’t get worked up. I was just saying. I, of course, know about boosting, and that it can be quite profitable if done well. It’s just really exhausting." Little Ming nodded repeatedly, rarely speaking up, "Right, right, it is a bit tiring. So, I’ve decided to switch careers to become a game streamer." "Hmm, that’s a good idea. If you can make money boosting, I believe your gaming’s not too shabby. I’m rooting for you." Little Ming gave a bashful smile, nodding his head. Seeing this, Aunt Wang didn’t flare up again but still glared at Chen Feng discontentedly before turning to Lin Wan and Wu Mengting with a pleasant expression, "Then we’ll be leaving now. Take your time with those oranges. We’ll come over again when we have a chance." The two women could only respond with awkward smiles. Aunt Wang finally left, taking Little Ming who kept looking back. Once the door was closed, both women let out a sigh of relief. Lin Wan said with a gloomy face, "This really is something else. We just wanted to rent a place, and the landlady went ahead and set us up on a blind date. Talk about bad luck." Wu Mengting also looked annoyed; the landlord kept coming over every few days, sometimes with her son in tow, trying to set them up. It really was giving her a headache. Local natives like Little Ming, even with two properties worth millions, were simply not on their radar. "How many months is your contract with her?" Chen Feng asked. Lin Wan answered, "Two-month deposit, one-month rent." "Can you get the rent back if you terminate now?" Chen Feng asked again. "We definitely can’t get this month’s rent back, but we should be able to get next month’s." Chen Feng thought for a moment and said, "In that case, hang in there for one more month. We’ll talk about moving after that period. I’ll help you find a new place. If you’re willing to give up this month’s rent, I’ll start looking for a new house for you in the next few days." Seeing them like this, Chen Feng, of course, wanted to lend a hand. "How will you find one?" Lin Wan asked curiously. Chen Feng said earnestly, "I’ll go through a real estate agent." Lin Wan couldn’t help rolling her eyes, "Isn’t that going to cost more money?" Chen Feng chuckled and said, "I’ll pay for it." Wu Mengting quickly interjected, "There’s no need to trouble yourself. We’ll find one slowly. We’ve only just moved in, we definitely have to stay for the full month." Lin Wan nodded vigorously, "Yes, we must stay for the full month. Otherwise, it would be too much of a loss." Chen Feng then suggested, "The next time Aunt Wang comes ringing the doorbell, you might as well not open the door. Pretend you’re not home." Lin Wan immediately agreed, "Right! I won’t open the door for her anymore." Wu Mengting thought about it and, feeling that was the only option for now, nodded in agreement, "That’s all we can do for the time being." "Alright, let’s continue eating. Don’t let them spoil our meal." Chen Feng beckoned them to continue the meal. After dinner, Chen Feng discussed the afternoon’s itinerary with Wu Mengting, planning to first visit the two largest museums in the city, followed by attending an art exhibition at the art gallery. If there was extra time, they could visit one or two more art galleries later. The plans were quickly settled.

Chapter 115 - 95: Coming to Mediate_2

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