lerbook Chapter 244 It's not like it's something shameful!
Chapter 244 It's not like it's something shameful!
Chapter 244 It's not like it's something shameful!
Yu Huan's gaze was gentle as it fell upon her porcelain-smooth, rosy cheeks.
The blush not only spread across her cheeks but also flowed down her neck, shyly reaching her ears, like a magnificent sunset, breathtakingly beautiful.
He reached out and gently tucked her loose hair behind her ear.
Yu Huan smiled gently and said, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a kiss between us, it's nothing shameful!"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong lowered her eyes, her chin trembled slightly, and her lips moved as if she wanted to say something.
Just then, my gaze inadvertently swept over Yu Huan's shoulder and caught sight of Ji Meng's figure appearing at the entrance to the restroom.
She felt her face burning hot.
She quickly turned her head away, took a step forward, and gently pushed Yu Huan away by pressing her shoulder against his chest.
"You two are hiding here whispering, aren't you!" Ji Meng's teasing voice broke the tranquility.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan smiled and obediently took a step back.
He saw Lin Yourong acting like a frightened little animal, hurriedly bending down to turn on the tap, cupping the cold water in her hands, and pretending to wash her face.
I couldn't help but chuckle for a moment.
For her, a little kiss on the lips was indeed a bit embarrassing to share.
Yu Huan turned her head and saw Ji Meng walking past them in a hurry.
He jokingly said, "You noticed that?"
"I really didn't mean to disturb your time together, I just wanted to use the restroom!" Ji Meng teased, turning back with a giggle as she stepped inside, then gently closing the door behind her.
Yu Huan shook her head slightly and took a towel from the shelf on the wall.
When Lin Yourong straightened up, he gently wiped the water droplets from her face.
The bathroom was dimly lit, and Lin Yourong gazed at the reflections of the two people leaning against each other in the mirror.
She pursed her lips slightly, a faint smile on her face.
Yu Huan casually draped the towel back on the rack, then gently pinched Lin Yourong's still slightly flushed face: "What time is your flight tonight?"
"It's 9:30." Lin Yourong gently slapped away Yu Huan's mischievous hand, gracefully walked past him, and strolled towards the living room.
Yu Huan followed closely behind, like a shadow.
The television was playing the beautiful soundtrack album "It's You".
Yu Huan swayed her head to the drumbeats and hummed along: "It's you~ It's you~ All the youth behind me is you~"
He had previously studied music theory, and now the problem of being out of tune is no longer so serious and has been greatly improved.
However, the tone was still like an unpolished stone, sounding somewhat rough and harsh.
It's roughly equivalent to Hailai Amu's phlegm-voiced singing style—an even worse version.
Lin Yourong continued walking, but couldn't help turning back to smile at Yu Huan: "Darling, I'll teach you to sing sometime."
"Great!" Even though Yu Huan felt hopeless, she was still not disappointed and nodded happily.
The two then sat down on the sofa.
Yu Huan casually pulled Lin Yourong into his arms, took a deep breath of the fragrance from her hair, and looked at Sister Ru on the other side of the corner sofa:
"Sister Ru, I'm going to Shanghai on Saturday. My wife and I will drive your car back to Changsha. You can fly back then, okay?"
Hearing this, Sister Ru put down her phone, looked up, and said, "Okay, Su Su has already discussed it with me, but..."
"Oh?" Yu Huan nodded.
He adopted an expression that suggested he was eager to hear more.
Sister Ru pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "Actually, we can also choose car transport. But the problem is that there are too many valuables in the car, and there are many transfer stations during the transport process, which makes people feel uneasy."
“I think it’s better to ship the car by car. Ru-jie and I will each prepare a large suitcase to carry some important things.” Lin You-rong tilted her head and leaned on Yu Huan’s shoulder.
Her proposal was a compromise.
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan asked with some doubt, "By the way, do you really have that many things?"
Sister Ru chuckled softly, "I have quite a bit of luggage too. The main problem is that if we don't go back to Xingcheng soon, my son will become a left-behind child." As she spoke, a hint of helplessness crept into her voice.
Lin Yourong nodded and smiled as she continued, "Recently, housing prices in Shanghai have risen quite a bit. Sister Ru is thinking of selling her house there and also planning to buy a large apartment in the Delta."
First they sell the house, then they try to get the car back…
A thought flashed through Yu Huan's mind, and she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ru, which district is your house in Shanghai in?"
"It's in Dahua, Baoshan District, within the Middle Ring Road. The property certificate shows an area of 78 square meters. I bought it in 2008 for a little over 10,000 yuan per square meter, and now the price has more than doubled!" Sister Ru raised her round chin, her face full of pride in her successful investment.
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, silently making plans in his mind.
When the global financial crisis broke out in 2008, it was a low point for housing prices. Sister Ru bought a house for just over 10,000 yuan, which was obviously in a relatively high-end community.
He then said solemnly with a serious expression, "You absolutely must not sell. If you must sell, wait six or seven years. As my country's economic center, Shanghai's housing prices still have a very large potential for appreciation!"
"Really?" Sister Ru asked, still somewhat skeptical.
"Of course it's true." Yu Huan nodded, her expression resolute, which gave people an unspoken sense of conviction.
He knew perfectly well that in six or seven years, Shanghai's housing prices would at least double compared to today.
Seeing that Sister Ru looked thoughtful, Yu Huan gently rested his chin on Lin Yourong's head and said softly, "But then again, it only takes half a day to drive from Shanghai to Changsha by highway. We have two days to drive slowly. Honey, let's treat it as a road trip."
“Hmm…” Lin Yourong hesitated.
"When the time comes, you can pack all your stuff in the car and haul it all to Xingcheng at once, so it won't be so troublesome."
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, we'll see how things go on Friday. If you're free, let's decide on this."
"Okay," Yu Huan replied with a smile.
Sister Ru was looking down at her phone when she suddenly looked up and interjected, "This time in Shanghai, Su Su is not only officially terminating her contract with Canwen and recording 'The Wind Rises,' but also registering her own studio."
His wife's affairs are his affairs.
Yu Huan asked curiously, "Do celebrities' personal studios need commercial addresses?"
Lin Yourong yawned and picked up the conversation: "Of course we need it."
Her voice sounded tired, and she seemed a little sleepy.
Sister Ru seemed to catch the drowsiness as well. After yawning, she squinted and nodded, saying, "You can register in the film and television park. The Shanghai municipal government has many support policies in this regard."
"I understand." Yu Huan nodded knowingly.
Seeing how tired they both looked, he glanced at the clock on the wall.
Seeing that it was still early, he said with concern, "Why don't you take a nap? Your flight is at 9:30, and it's 6:50 now. You can still get an hour or two of sleep." Sister Ru quickly shook her head, "No, I don't want to get up once I close my eyes."
On a peaceful night, everyone chatted amongst themselves.
Ji Meng came out of the bathroom shortly afterward, and all she could see was Lin Yourong sprawled in Yu Huan's arms like a lazy cat.
A mocking smile appeared on her lips as she clicked her tongue and said:
"The once aloof woman has become like this. It's true that love can completely change a person!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong sat up straight, leaning lazily against the sofa, and gave Ji Meng a disgruntled look.
Ji Meng strode over to Lin Yourong's other side and sat down, crossing her legs with an air of nonchalance.
"I vaguely heard you talking about flights while I was washing my hands, and when you were planning to leave for the airport?"
"Let's leave at 7:30. The suitcase is quite big, so we need to check it in." Lin Yourong smiled and looked at Yu Huan's profile. "The suitcases are all in Mengmeng's car. She can take us to the airport later. You should get some rest. Tomorrow is Monday, and there's a lot to do."
Lin Yourong's soft voice was like a gentle spring breeze.
After hearing this, Yu Huan nodded and said slowly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Ji Meng, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up again, as if she had remembered something: "Since we're here, we should at least take a look at the condition of my house."
As she spoke, she strode to the front door, bent down, and put on her own sneakers.
"I want to go take a look too." Lin Yourong hurriedly stood up as well.
This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and Yu Huan and Sister Ru also got up to change their shoes one after another.
They followed Ji Meng, who had been waiting for a while, and entered the room next door together.
Yu Huan gently closed the door and looked around, taking in everything within sight.
The walls were slightly yellowed, and the paint near the baseboards was peeling and mottled, revealing the marks of time.
He paused briefly, then turned his gaze to the bathroom. Unlike theirs, this place didn't have a wet and dry separation, and the facilities looked rather old.
After all, it's an old house from the 1990s.
Yu Huan keenly sensed that their place must have been renovated.
This is also a three-bedroom, one-living room layout, and the area seems about the same. The living room has a large casement window, so the natural light is significantly better.
However, there is no terrace here, and there are two rooms of the same size connected together.
It has to be said that the layouts of old houses are incredibly diverse, each with its own unique quirks.
From the remaining furnishings, Yu Huan could tell that the connected inner rooms had once been used as a study.
Everyone strolled around at a leisurely pace, using it as a post-meal activity.
After chatting and laughing for a while, Ji Meng checked the water and electricity, and then they returned to Yu Huan and Lin You Rong's little nest.
After some activity, the fatigue on Sister Ru's face had subsided considerably.
After changing into her slippers, she sat down on the sofa first, bowing slightly, and asked in confusion, "Xiaomeng, why would you rather leave the house empty than rent it out?"
Ji Meng linked arms with Lin Yourong, the two best friends leaning against each other on the soft sofa.
She smiled slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "My mom said she would let me manage it. But if I want to rent it out, I'll have to spend money to renovate, furnish, and install appliances, and then maintain it. There will be a lot of trouble. The rent is only a little over a thousand yuan. It's really better to leave it empty."
"We can still make a profit, no matter what!" Sister Ru said.
Yu Huan moved to the kitchen and took out a bag full of tangerines from the cabinet.
Hearing their conversation, as he placed the tangerines on the coffee table, he said to Sister Ru:
"Sister Ru, you don't understand. Her parents both work at the cigarette factory next door, and she is also the big boss of a photography studio. Naturally, she wouldn't care about such a small amount of money. She's not short of a few pennies."
Although Yu Huan was telling the truth, his tone was somewhat sarcastic, which was quite humorous.
Lin Youren couldn't help but chuckle.
Ji Meng rolled her eyes at him, casually took out a tangerine from the open bag, and easily peeled it, separating the skin from the flesh.
He broke it in half, popped a segment into his mouth, and after just one chew, exclaimed "Wow!" with his eyes lighting up, "This orange is delicious! It's slightly sour yet very sweet, and it doesn't have any seeds!"
“These are tangerines!” Lin Yourong corrected softly.
She took half a tangerine from Ji Meng, broke it open again, and handed a small half to Sister Ru.
Ji Meng looked at the round, bright orange tangerines in the bag and said, "Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, but those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges. Aren't these also oranges?"
"Do you think it tastes and feels the same as an orange?" Lin Yourong asked with a smile, trying to convince this nitpicker.
"It is indeed a little different." Ji Meng pondered carefully: "But—"
"Let me ask you if it's delicious or not?" Yu Huan quickly changed the subject, watching them share the tangerines with a smile.
"Delicious!" Ji Meng declared emphatically.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan smiled and said, "If you like it, take half back with you. The other half is for my wife and Sister Ru to enjoy in Shanghai."
"Did you pick these when you went back to your hometown yesterday?" Lin Yourong asked curiously.
"Yes, your mom wanted to eat it, so I asked Yu Chengcheng to pick a big bagful from my second uncle's house."
"So you mean this was grown on your own land?" Ji Meng stuffed one petal after another into her mouth.
Yu Huan nodded slightly and said slowly, "Yes, there are four old trees that are over ten years old in the vegetable garden behind my second uncle's house."
"These tangerines are really delicious." After finishing the one in her hand, Sister Ru stood up slightly and took another one from the bag to peel.
Half an hour flew by as we savored tangerines and chatted happily.
Lin Yourong and Sister Ru tidied up the place.
Yu Huan carefully packed the tangerines into separate bags, carrying one bag in each hand, wearing sneakers, and saw them downstairs.
The temperature dropped sharply at night, and the gentle breeze brought a bone-chilling cold.
Yu Huan subconsciously shrank her neck, her gaze darting around slightly.
He noticed a white BMW 3 Series parked crookedly on one side of the entrance to the building.
The reason I was sure it wasn't my own BMW was because there was a string of Bodhi seeds hanging on its rearview mirror, which I had never seen before when looking at the license plate.
Just as a guess formed in his mind, sure enough, Ji Meng walked around to the passenger side, opened the car door, and bent down to sit inside.
Lin Yourong, holding Yu Huan's hand, noticed his gaze and whispered, "Mengmeng and I bought the car together~"
These words immediately confirmed his thoughts.
"Oh," Yu Huan replied.
These two definitely don't seem like fake friends; they even bought the same car.
(End of this chapter)