100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1069 Twelve Hours

Shi Qingsong frowned almost imperceptibly. He had indeed had some selfish motives for letting things go unchecked before, but it was really unsightly for his own brothers to have such a mess.

He had just gotten up, preparing to separate the two, when Shi Qingming suddenly attacked!

It swiped at Shi Qingyuan with a claw!

Even though the man tried to avoid it, there was still a scratch on his face.

It's not serious, but there are still a few drops of blood seeping from the broken skin!

"Shi Qingyuan, if you dare hit me, I'll fight you to the death!"

He bared his teeth and claws, ready to pounce, but it was only for a moment before the butlers quickly grabbed him and lifted him up! "Hey, what are you doing!"

Shi's mother originally wanted to check on her second son's injuries, but her youngest son was now emotionally agitated and struggling, his face flushed red, so she started to feel sorry for him instead!

The scene was so chaotic that Shi Qingqing was dumbfounded!

No, this... how did it suddenly turn out like this?

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Qiantang Mansion

"Ms. Shen, do you like this house?"

Just a few days ago she was thinking about whether to buy a house in Lin'an City, and now that she has received the 1500 million yuan yesterday, she has come to look at houses today.

The real estate agency that Shen Jinhuan chose was quite reputable, with dozens of chain stores.

Further down, it also covers many online influencers in Lin'an City who specialize in selling houses.

Sure enough, she made her request this morning, and this afternoon the salesperson told her that there were suitable properties available.

The house has good natural lighting.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, you can see most of the landmark buildings in Lin'an City.

The overall decoration is a bit old-fashioned, but the black and white sofa in the living room is quite nice.

The most cheap-looking thing is the wooden surface on the wall.

The color is yellowish, somewhat like a wooden table temporarily set up at a roadside stall.

"is acceptable."

She slowly turned around.

"That?"

Li Liang is a senior in college this year, and his first internship was at this real estate agency.

Everyone says Lin'an is a big city with high salaries.

Interns like them, in the first few months, have no customers and find it difficult to get clients. With only a guaranteed minimum income, they are quite strapped for cash.

Being so inexperienced, he couldn't hide his joy at the prospect of success, and he also became quite eager.

"I don't like any of the decor or furniture in this house except for the sofa in the living room."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little flame that had just risen in Li Liang's heart seemed to be doused with a bucket of cold water.

The most important point Shen Jinhuan mentioned when she came over in the morning was that she wanted to check in as soon as possible.

If you just don't like the furniture, that's fine too, there are plenty of furniture stores in Lin'an where you can buy ready-made furniture.

The key point is that she doesn't even like decorating.

A space of 300 square meters or more is definitely a large project. From the designer's drawings to the renovation and finally to the point where you can actually move in, it takes at least six months.

"The decor is quite nice, and the furniture is all from imported brands, you should definitely try to recommend it." He subconsciously wanted to give it another recommendation.

But Shen Jinhuan didn't give him a chance to perform.

"I told you, I don't like the decor and furniture."

Even though her tone wasn't harsh, Li Liang instinctively didn't dare to argue with her. Despite his low spirits, he had to maintain a warm and professional smile: "I'm sorry, then I'll keep an eye out for other listings for you."

"Ah."

The two were just about to leave.

Her phone started vibrating in her bag.

Jin Huan took out her phone and glanced at it.

It was another call from an unknown number, but the location displayed was still Lin'an.

She frowned subconsciously. Could it be Shi Qingming again?

"Hey?"

"Why don't you like me anymore?"