The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1638

Chapter 1638: 791 Daughter Fan (two updates)_3

"Aren’t there five rooms here?" The agent discussed with the owner of the small courtyard.

The owner said, "I need to keep two rooms for storage to put some things in."

Well, that’s a no go again.

The agent wiped off a cold sweat and said to Xiao Hen, "Then, Young Master Long, let me take you to another place to have a look."

But they were not satisfied with several other places nearby.

Little Qingqing tugged at Gu Jiao’s hand, "Liu Lang, do we have to rent a mansion on this street?"

Gu Jiao said, "Not necessarily, but mainly because it’s close to where you study."

Little Qingqing: "Oh, what if there’s a place even closer?"

"How could there be a place closer?" The agent confidently said, "I’ve been an agent for thirty years, and the mansions in the best locations in the brokerage are all in my hands. This street is the closest to Lingbo Academy, any closer and you wouldn’t be able to rent a place!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Little Qingqing silently take out a house deed from his pouch.

Agent: "..."

Xiao Hen had a toothache: "Why didn’t you say you had a house deed earlier?"

Little Qingqing crossed his arms and turned his nose up: "If you ask me I won’t give it! Only when Jiaojiao asks!"

The agent found a shady big tree to check the authenticity of the house deed carefully and didn’t hear their conversation.

Xiao Hen said, "When Jiaojiao was living outside the city, in such a small mansion, she could hardly fit in, and you didn’t take out the house deed either!"

Little Qingqing felt unjustly accused and spread his hands: "Jiaojiao was looking for a mansion outside the city back then, I didn’t have one outside the city!"

This conversation was like a bumpkin friend scolding a local tycoon friend—why didn’t you lend me your car last night?

The local tycoon said—You asked for a Charade casually, I don’t have a Charade, I only have a Ferrari!

Gu the Versailles Queen: I concede!

Xiao Hen’s toothache got worse.

They had changed from Zhan Country to Dayan, would his landlord still be this little monk?

How much debt did he owe the little monk in his previous life?

The little landlord puffed out his little chest, shook a small foot smugly: "I’ll rent it to you cheaply, 500 taels a month!"

Xiao Hen’s tiger body shook.

Little monk, you’re just hiking the rent!

In the midst of the big and little one’s contest of wits and courage, a carriage slowly drove over and stopped beside the three of them.

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