Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

After traveling half of S City, the rent is terrible. Ye Qingcheng almost seriously suspects that there is something wrong with his eyes or ears——

"No... this lady, a single apartment of 30 square meters, with a monthly rent of 6100 yuan?"

Ye Qingcheng couldn't believe that he bit "30 square meters", "monthly rent" and "6100 yuan"

"Yes, miss, you see, the price is not high. For another set, although it is 15 square meters and the rent is 5000 yuan, it is because of convenient transportation. Think about it, in the city center..."

“……”

"If you want a cheaper one, here, this one is 80 square meters, with a monthly rent of 5500 yuan. It's not safe for such a beautiful girl as you..."

"..." Ye Qingcheng only brought a Xiaokun bag she had bought before. She pinched the strap of the bag, "I'll have a look."

"If you go to another house... It's the same price. We can give you some discounts and provide some moving services..."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng ignored the woman's chattering recommendation behind him, pushed open the sliding door and went out.

The sun outside is hot.

Ye Qingcheng only wore a light watermelon red dress. It was very traditional design and thin material. It still couldn't stop the heat.

Now the price is so high... She didn't expect it.

Ye Qingcheng is standing under a building with a small sun hat and sun visor. Now it happens to be the time to rest at noon.

A couple of people came out together.

"Oh, look, isn't the woman standing next beautiful? She has a good temperament."

"Is someone making a movie street view? It's so beautiful..."

"Cut, don't you see wearing sunglasses and sunshades? I'm not sure it's not a star idol. Maybe it's because it's ugly."

"Don't be so vicious. You have a good temperament... I bet it's not ugly."

“……”

Some female students after school looked at Ye Qingcheng standing aside and whispered.

Ye Qingcheng was a little embarrassed. He immediately took a few steps next to him. The mobile phone placed in Xiaokun's bag vibrated.

She opened her bag and walked slightly to a dark place. The number jumping on it was a little familiar.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Miss ye, I'm Zhang Liang from the real estate auction company... Now I have good news for you..."

"You said."

"The gentleman who said he would buy your property went abroad and won't come back for the time being, which means you can live there all the time. As long as you move things out before he comes back, we will contact you in advance."

"Really?" Ye Qingcheng raised her hand and wiped the sweat on her forehead. She was surprised. Unexpectedly, she was still worried about what to do. The next second, things turned around.

"Yes."

After ye Qingcheng hung up his cell phone, he suddenly felt that the big stone head pressed on his chest was lighter.

She walked forward, ready to find a place to solve her lunch problem first. Now it's 12:45 a.m. and she has to go to the manor in the afternoon.

Unconsciously, a black Bentley was following her not far away.

"Young master, the auction company has called just now. Miss Ye seems to be going to dinner."

The driver reported to Dongfang Shijin.