Love Apartment: The Most Reliable Person

Zeng Xiaoxian, who had been fooled, felt very tired at the moment, so he went to enjoy the food to get rid of his depressed mood. Before he could place an order, he felt a sudden slap on his hand, which was very painful. He looked at the culprit and found that it was Lu Ziqiao.

Zeng Xiaoxian asked angrily: "What are you doing?"

Lu Ziqiao explained: "Didn't you say I'd give you a high five if you thought of a wish? I thought of one."

Zeng Xiaoxian then asked: "Tell me, what is your wish?"

Lu Ziqiao said seriously, "My wish is very simple. It is to make me rich."

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't help but complain: "Brother, I only won five million, not fifty billion. How much money is considered rich? Ziqiao, what is important in life? It's about being contented."

Lu Ziqiao pulled out a chair and sat down. Hu Yifei also sat down opposite Zeng Xiaoxian and watched them talk quietly.

Lu Ziqiao looked at Zeng Xiaoxian seriously and said, "Teacher Zeng, I thought deeply all night yesterday and finally figured out what I want most. I also finally understand why Aze is so attractive to women."

Zeng Xiaoxian thought for a moment and then said, "Because his last name is Lin? You might as well change your last name to Lin. Lin Ziqiao sounds more profound than Lü Ziqiao."

Lu Ziqiao shook his head, looking at Zeng Xiaoxian with a look of disappointment: "Teacher Zeng, I'm not criticizing you, but look at your brain. You never see the essence of the problem. With your IQ, you would only be able to run around as an infantryman in ancient times."

Hu Yifei couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. After attracting the attention of the two people, she quickly waved her hand and said, "I didn't mean it. You guys continue and don't bother me."

Zeng Xiaoxian then said, "Just state your wish. Why are you making personal attacks? Believe it or not, I won't help you."

Lu Ziqiao quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, Mr. Zeng, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen, even more handsome than Aze."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked satisfied when he heard this, so he said, "Ziqiao, continue your performance."

Seeing this, Lu Ziqiao continued, "Look, there's absolutely no difference between Aze and I standing together."

Seeing the two people's sure looks, Lu Ziqiao had no choice but to change his words: "Okay, I admit that Aze is a little taller and more handsome than me."

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded: "That's about right."

Lu Ziqiao continued: "But these are not the main points."

Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously: "If this isn't the point, then what is? Don't tell me that being ugly is the point."

Lu Ziqiao waved his hand and said, "That's not it. The important thing is that Aze is an out-and-out rich man. Not only is he richer than me, he's also richer than you. So, that's why he has such a great charm that can attract girls."

Hu Yifei was pouring herself some tea when she heard this and couldn't help but say, "Ziqiao, you're totally wrong. After all, not all rich people dress like nouveau riche, wanting to have the word 'wealth' written all over them. But Aze is obviously not that kind of person, so the first thing that attracts girls to him is his face, and then everything else."

"He's like a mellow, fine wine; the more you drink, the more flavorful it becomes. And don't you often pretend to be a rich second-generation? Have you succeeded? No, that's the difference between you two."

Lu Ziqiao retorted, "Yifei, you can't say that. You've already said I'm an imposter, a fake, so of course I'm not confident enough. Not all girls are stupid enough to think I have a BMW parked at the door just because I have a BMW keychain."

Zeng Xiaoxian thought about it for a moment, then said eagerly, "I think this method is quite good. Ziqiao, can you give it a try? I completely believe in you. You can do it."

Lu Ziqiao said angrily, "That's a dead giveaway. This method was outdated a long time ago. Girls aren't that easy to fool these days."

Zeng Xiaoxian seemed to understand what he meant and asked tentatively: "You don't want me to buy you a car, do you?"

"Smart, as expected of you, Teacher Zeng, you understood it immediately." But he still explained: "But? You may not believe it, but this is actually a scientific experiment."

Zeng Xiaoxian sneered, "Scientific experiment? Ziqiao, stop flattering yourself. Are you planning to donate to that again?"

Lu Ziqiao suddenly became anxious and said quickly: "Shut up."

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian's teasing look, Lu Ziqiao wanted to leave immediately, but he hadn't received the money yet, so he said, "Teacher Zeng, a good man doesn't talk about his past achievements. Let the past be the past."

Hu Yifei became interested, so she gave Zeng Xiaoxian a look: What secret is it? Can I know?

Zeng Xiaoxian gave her a look in return: I will tell you after Ziqiao leaves.

Lu Ziqiao was still talking and didn't pay attention to the encrypted conversation between the two people.

"In fact, I have all the qualities to be a noble. Now I just lack money. Just think about it, having money is such a painful thing."

"Money can buy a house, but it can't buy a home; money can buy a marriage, but it can't buy love; it can buy a watch, but it can't buy time. So, money is not everything. Instead, it is the root of all suffering, the root of all evil. So, Mr. Zeng, give me your money and let me bear this pain alone."

After hearing this long speech, Zeng Xiaoxian said angrily: "Don't try to fool me with your crooked logic. On the contrary, not having money is the root of suffering. Since you want to feel pain so much, then forget about your money."

Lu Ziqiao quickly grabbed Zeng Xiaoxian's hand and pleaded, "Please, Teacher Zeng, I was wrong. I will never act pretentiously again. I just couldn't help myself this time! Give me a chance, give me a chance."

Zeng Xiaoxian wanted to shake off Lu Ziqiao's hand, but after trying several times without success, he said, "Ziqiao, don't do this, let go of my hand."

Lu Ziqiao said with a determined look, "Teacher Zeng, don't worry. I will never let go. I'm determined to hold on to you."

Zeng Xiaoxian said helplessly: "This is my arm, not my thigh. Besides, how can I hold the checkbook if you keep holding my hand like this?"

Hearing this, Lu Ziqiao was a little excited, but still asked for help: "Teacher Zeng, you are not kidding me, right?"

Zeng Xiaoxian replied: "I'm not in the mood to joke with you, let go quickly."

Lu Ziqiao let go of his hand immediately.

Zeng Xiaoxian took out his checkbook, filled in the numbers and signed his name, then handed it to Lu Ziqiao and said, "That's all."

Lu Ziqiao smiled happily: "I will go test drive the car tomorrow. Teacher Zeng, you are really my angel." Then he kissed Zeng Xiaoxian on the face and walked away.

Zeng Xiaoxian wiped the place where he had just kissed with disgust, then looked at Hu Yifei who was drinking tea.