"Kid, what's your name?"
On the sofa, Lin Feng held the cute little girl in his arms and asked with a smile.
"My name is Song Jiaren. There is a beauty in the north, a peerless and independent beauty." The little girl replied crisply.
Lin Feng touched Song Jiaren's head, "I think your name should be Song Qingcheng. There are two sentences at the end, first look at Qingren City, and then look at Qingren Country. Would you rather not know Qingcheng and Qingguo? It's hard to find a beautiful woman again.
She looks so good-looking at a young age. When she grows up, she will definitely be as good-looking as your mother. "
After speaking, Lin Feng raised his head and glanced at Han Xiang, who was sitting on the sofa opposite.
Han Xiang was holding a cup of coffee in her right hand, leaning on the back of the sofa, with her left hand on the armrest of the sofa, her legs crossed, and she was looking out the window.
She has an elegant temperament and a beautiful oval face. Together with the furnishings in the room, she looks like a classical beauty.
If it hadn't been for what happened just now, Lin Feng would never have believed that such a beautiful woman would actually jump off the building.
There is a high probability that there is some kind of mental problem.
After glaring at Han Xiang, Lin Feng continued: "With such a good daughter, if it were me, I would never leave her no matter what. I should carefully care for her when she grows up and provide for her like a treasure."
The suicide attempt did not disturb public order. Han Xiang was not taken away by the police afterwards.
Lin Feng could only stay and deal with it, or just watch for the time being.
If something happens next, Lin Feng can call the police... These are the words the police left behind when they left.
Lin Feng wanted to send her to a mental hospital.
But, no matter what, let’s make things clear first.
It's best to resolve the rental issue and let her move out!
Don't let her bring trouble to this apartment.
Although there are more than a thousand houses in hand, there are not many such boutique apartments.
"Then, can you be my dad?"
Seeing that Han Xiang remained silent, Lin Feng was about to teach Han Xiang a lesson when Song Jiaren opened her watery eyes and looked at Lin Feng with a look of longing.
"Beauty, where is your father?"
Lin Feng asked.
Song Jiaren shook her head, "I have not had a father since I was a child, but I really want to have a father. The children all have fathers, and they often laugh at me."
"How can a person not have a father? Didn't your mother tell you who your father is?"
Lin Feng asked again.
Song Jiaren shook her head.
This was a private matter at home, and it was not easy for Lin Feng to inquire, so he looked at Han Xiang and asked, "Tell me why you jumped off the building! When you said you were bankrupt, were you desperate because you couldn't survive, or were you really suffering from depression as outsiders said?"
Han Xiang finally turned around and said to her daughter Song Jiaren: "My dear, go back to the house and do your summer homework."
"oh!"
Song Jiaren lowered her head and responded, then ran into her room obediently and closed the door.
Seeing that Han Xiang was silent again for a long time, Lin Feng took out his cigarette case, only to find that the cigarette was gone.
When Han Xiang saw it, she immediately stood up, took a strip of Huazi from the drawer, opened it, and handed a pack to Lin Feng, "I got it from a lottery when I bought something. It has been there for more than a year."
"Thanks!"
Lin Feng took the cigarette, tore open the cigarette case, took out one and lit it.
At this time, Han Xiang said: "The beauty is actually not my biological daughter. I adopted her from an orphanage. She was just over one year old at the time. I have never told her about this, and I hope Mr. Lin can keep it a secret for me."
Lin Feng nodded.
He wanted to ask about jumping off the building just now, but Han Xiang continued:
"I was born in Hangzhou. When I was a child, my family was very wealthy. My parents were both teachers. They both loved classical literature. I still remember that the attic at home was like a library, filled with ancient books.
When I was a child, I liked to squat in the attic and read books. I could read all day long without eating or drinking.
Later, when I went to high school and college, my classmates all said that I was a rich lady who had traveled through time. "
Speaking of this, Han Xiang smiled slightly, and her smile was beautiful.
Unfortunately, this beautiful smile only lasted for a short moment.
She sighed, "My parents died in a fire, and the attic filled with classical books caught fire... Because I was too sad, I dropped out of school before finishing my freshman year.
My family is relatively simple, just a family of three and no other relatives. After my parents passed away, I sold my house and moved to Yanjing. It must have been ten years ago!
The house was sold for more than 10 million, but I later found out that I sold it too cheaply. If it had been someone else, I could have sold it for at least twice as much.
But I don't care, as long as I can survive.
After arriving in Yanjing, I bought a villa. Does Bishui Manor know about it? At that time, it only cost a few million, and it was a large area.
After buying a house, I still had 10 million left in my hand. I thought that I didn't know anything. I would save the money in the bank and earn interest, but that would be enough for my whole life.
Later, I adopted Jiaren. Her surname was my mother's, and my mother's surname was Song. "
At this point, Han Xiang suddenly stopped talking, turned to look out the window, and remained silent for a long time.
"and after?"
After Lin Feng threw the burned cigarette butt into the trash can, he finally couldn't help but ask.
"later……"
Han Xiang smiled bitterly, "Price prices have risen sharply in the past few years, and the annual interest is only two to three hundred thousand. You know the cost of living in a villa is very high.
It's a pity that I don't know anything. It happened that a friend from my hometown came to Yanjing. After graduating from college, she opened a company to do trading and futures investment.
We have been good friends since childhood, and the relationship between our two families was very good in the previous generation. Then he believed her.
I sold the house, took out the deposit, and collected 30 million for her to help invest.
I have no place to live, so I temporarily rented your apartment, thinking that when the beautiful woman grows up and gets married, I will take out the money and give it to her as a dowry.
In the first few years, the income was pretty good. I could get more than one million or two million in dividends every year, and I was quite satisfied.
But I found out a few days ago that my friend went bankrupt a month ago and jumped off a building. Of course, the tens of millions I invested will never come back.
Now I only have more than one million in my card, I know nothing, Jiaren’s annual tuition is hundreds of thousands, and there is rent, what do you think I should do? "
"Uh~"
Lin Feng stared at Han Xiang, not knowing how to describe it.
Homebody, novice in life, idealist...
Since she asked what to do, Lin Feng thought for a while and suggested: "You can find a man to marry? With your appearance and temperament, wouldn't you be able to survive by finding a rich man to rely on?"
Han Xiang said lightly: "Snow foam and milk flowers are floating on the afternoon cup, and polygonum antler and artemisia bamboo shoots are on the spring plate. The taste in the world is pure joy."
This is a poem written by Su Dongpo.
It means to make a cup of tea with floating snow foam and milky flowers, and taste the spring vegetables with green polygonum buds and artemisia bamboo shoots in the mountains. The real taste in the world is light joy.
Hopeless!
Lin Feng also wants to know how many such weirdos there are among his tenants.
Investigate them and get rid of them all, so as not to harm your own house.
But thinking about driving this woman out, she might not survive.
"How much money do you need per month now? In addition to rent." Lin Feng asked with a frown.
Han Xiang immediately got up and entered the room, took out a notebook and handed it to Lin Feng.
What is recorded above is the money spent every day.
Quite attentive!
After statistics, Lin Feng concluded.
Daily living expenses are about 300 yuan.
This month, it will be about 10,000.
In addition, there are the beauty’s tuition fees, clothes, stationery, training classes, etc.
Lin Feng looked at the records for half a year, which was about fifteen years old.
The biggest expense is... exquisite handmade fabrics, silk products, etc.
The cost of these things in half a year actually reached more than 300,000 yuan!
In addition, there are other miscellaneous expenses, which are about 100,000 yuan.
In other words, this beauty will spend over 600,000 yuan in one year.
This does not include the rent of more than 300,000 yuan.
"What did you buy all this fabric for?"
Lin Feng pointed at the notebook and asked curiously.
"You come with me!"
Han Xiang said and stood up.
She took Lin Feng into a bedroom.
After opening the door, Lin Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
In the large bedroom of more than fifty square meters, there are clothes racks filled with various ancient women's clothes.
Lin Feng felt as if he had entered the dressing room of the crew.
Han Xiang pointed at these clothes and said: "I bought the materials myself, cut them and sewed them. The patterns on them were also designed and embroidered by hand..."
"What have you been doing all these years?" Lin Feng asked in surprise.
"Um!"
Han Xiang nodded.
Lin Feng said: "You can definitely sell these! The starting price for one piece is hundreds of thousands, and someone who knows the goods will definitely buy it. There are hundreds of pieces in this room, and you can make back all the money you lose."
The hundreds of thousands mentioned by Lin Feng are all conservative estimates.
He still has a certain level of appreciation. Each of these clothes can be said to be a work of art.
Oh shit! This bitch looks like she doesn't know how to do anything.
But he possesses such powerful skills.
"no!"
Han Xiang shook his head and said: "This is my hard work. Even if I die, I will not sell them."
Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Then when you jumped off the building before, didn't you think that after you died, these exquisite items would benefit me, the landlord?"
Han Xiang thought for a while and said: "I was a little impulsive just now. If you say this, if you really can't help it..."
Her eyes were red and she looked distressed.
Finally figured it out.
People's ideals are beautiful, but they have to be defeated by reality.
Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said casually: "The clothes are very nice, but I don't know how they will look on me."
Han Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Then let me wear it for you to see?"
"good!"
Lin Feng nodded.
Han Xiang added: "It may take a long time, and accessories are needed, but I have made relatively few of these, just over a hundred sets..."
Lin Feng exited the room and closed the door.
…
Jinhu Garden Community, Building 6, Room 901.
Lin Feng had been away for more than an hour before she got up from the sofa.
The sudden feeling like flying into the sky made her recall it for a long time.
"This kid is getting more and more arrogant!"
Liang Shishi's cheeks were red and she said to herself with charming eyes.
Forget about climbing the mountain with bare hands last time.
This time, she actually went to explore the secrets and touch her taboos.
I don’t know what will happen next time!
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