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When she said this, Qin Sisi's eyes were full of sympathy, and her tone was condescending, as if she had done something out of great compassion to be willing to continue buying Qin Song's house.

In her eyes, Qin Song was nothing more than a pitiful creature, penniless and loveless. If she didn't give Qin Song any handouts, his life would be very difficult.

But Qin Song couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing her words.

"Qin Sisi, you're going to spend three million to buy our house, right?"

"Yes." Qin Sisi proudly stretched her neck, looking down at Qin Song despite being about the same height as him.

“Your house has depreciated too much. Even if I wanted to help you, I really don’t want to be taken advantage of. Three million is my limit. If you want to ask for an exorbitant amount, then I’m sorry I can’t agree to it.”

"Only shameless people would make exorbitant demands..." Li Rumeng chimed in sarcastically. "At a time like this, people still want to make exorbitant demands. Sisi is already kind enough to lend a helping hand. Some people shouldn't repay kindness with enmity and use Sisi's kindness as leverage..."

Qin Sisi raised an eyebrow, but this time she didn't scold Li Rumeng.

"Qin Song, what do you think? I'll give you the money right away if you're willing to pay three million."

"What do you mean, young lady? Are you trying to steal my business?"

Hearing Qin Sisi's words, the men who wanted to buy the haunted house became unhappy. One of the men stepped forward, pointed at Qin Sisi, and complained, "We've been negotiating 1.8 million here, but you're asking for 3 million right off the bat? What, are you trying to drive up the price and snatch the house?"

“Exactly.” Another man followed up, saying, “Young lady, everything should be done in a first-come, first-served manner. We clearly saw this house first, so even if you want to raise the price, you should be after us. Besides, what kind of haunted house sells for three million? Aren’t you disrupting the market?”

Li Rumeng retorted, "Who's disrupting the market? Selling a house is a matter of mutual consent. If Qin Song doesn't want to accept the price you offered, of course she can skip you and consider Sisi first."

"That's not how it works..."

If they disagree on a single word, this group of people will start arguing like a chicken coop.

Qin Song was really having a headache. Gritting his teeth and acting impulsively, he shouted, "Stop arguing! I'm not selling this house! I won't sell it to anyone, no matter who offers me the money. Get out of here right now!"

"Yes, we're not selling anymore." Pei's mother had had enough, and Qin Song's shout hit her right where it hurt.

"We're not selling the house anymore, Xiao Li. Go back to the store right now and take my house off the website!"

"Huh?" Little Li exclaimed in surprise, "Aunt Pei, you're not selling anymore?"

Pei's mother: "I'm not selling it anymore."

"Why?" Qin Sisi didn't understand. "I've already offered three million, why won't you sell? You really want to ask for an exorbitant price for a haunted house where something bad happened?"

"What's wrong with you contributing three million?" With Pei's mother's consent, Qin Song instantly felt more confident.

"Qin Sisi, who do you think you are? Do you think I have to sell to you just because you offer three million?"

Qin Sisi frowned, her sweet and charming face contorted with a ferocious expression that clashed sharply with her public persona: "Three million and you still won't sell? How much do you want then? Four million? Five million?"

Qin Song: "I wouldn't sell it even for ten million. Didn't you say this house is haunted? If it is, why does Miss Sisi, who is so easily frightened, want it so much?"

"I..." Qin Sisi stammered, unable to answer immediately.

Qin Song grinned mischievously and said cheekily, "You want it? I'm not going to sell it to you. I'm going to make sure you don't get this house. I'm not selling it. I'll keep it for myself. Even if I don't get a single penny, I won't let any of you ruin it."

As he spoke, Qin Song gave Qin Sisi a mocking look: "Go somewhere cool and stay there. Our family is going home."

"Qin Song!" Qin Sisi was furious. She clenched her fists tightly and rushed forward two steps, chasing after Qin Song's back.

Pei Xingzhi suddenly turned around and glared at her: "What do you want to do?"

Qin Sisi's face flushed red, and her already large eyes widened like copper bells, making her look somewhat ugly.

Taking advantage of Lu Yibai's absence, she recklessly displayed her "evil".

"Qin Song, you'd better keep pretending, or you'll come begging me to buy this house when you're short of money!"

"Please?" Qin Song was speechless. "If you prop your pillow up a bit when you sleep at night, you might dream that I'm begging you."

"You—" Qin Sisi broke down. If Pei Xingzhi hadn't been there, she would have really wanted to grab Qin Song's hair and slap her twice!

Qin Song ignored her and happily went home, holding Pei Xingzhi's hand with one hand and Pei's mother's arm with the other.

"Aunt Pei..." Xiao Li chased after her unwillingly, but was driven back by Pei Xingzhi's cold face.

"What should I do, Miss Sisi?" He stood dejectedly in front of Qin Sisi, looking distressed. "They're not selling the house anymore, and my agent's fee is gone too."

Qin Sisi stared at him menacingly: "How am I supposed to know what you're going to do? The house you were about to get has just slipped away. I didn't get anything, so am I supposed to pay you the agency fee?"

“But if you hadn’t asked me to cooperate with you, how could this house have been taken back…” Xiao Li felt very aggrieved, but dared not complain too obviously. “This house is so good, if I had bought it normally, I would have sold it long ago.”

"Of the 60,000 to 70,000 yuan in agency fees, I'd get over 30,000 yuan..."

"What's it to me!" Qin Sisi was so angry that she had no interest in whether Xiao Li could get the money or not.

"Let's go!" She rolled her eyes at Xiao Li and stormed off in her high heels.

……

When Qin Song and Pei's mother said they wouldn't sell the house, they weren't just saying it in anger; they genuinely didn't intend to sell it.

"Such a nice house, instead of ruining it by selling it to someone else, we should keep it for our family to live in." Pei's mother placed a plate of freshly washed Sunshine Roses in front of Qin Song and said angrily, "Xiao Song, you and Xingzhi should return that rental house by the end of this month and move back home."

“Our family lives together happily, and we’re not afraid of any haunted houses.”

"Okay." Qin Song agreed first, then asked Pei Xingzhi for his opinion, "What do you think?"

Pei Xingzhi raised an eyebrow: "I'll listen to my wife."

"..." These five simple words made Qin Song secretly pleased. She bit her lip, suppressing the corners of her mouth that were trying so hard to turn up, and nodded indifferently.

"Yes, that's the awareness."

"Ahem..." Madam Pei cleared her throat, her eyes filled with relief as she looked at the young couple. "Then it's settled. I don't have class tomorrow, so I'll go over and help you pack your things."

Qin Song: "Thank you, Mom!"

The sound of "Mom" warmed Pei's mother's heart. She reached out and patted Qin Song's head, her eyes full of love, and said, "You're welcome. From now on, Mom can cook delicious food for you every day."

Qin Song: "Hmm!"

……

The next day was Monday, and Qin Song had to go to Jiang Mian's studio to sign a contract, so he couldn't go out with Pei Xingzhi.

Before parting, she held Pei Xingzhi's hand tightly, repeatedly reminding him, "You must be careful in everything you do. If you find anything wrong, call me immediately, okay?"

Pei Xingzhi gently touched the small mole on the tip of her nose and said softly, "I know, you can go to work without worry. I will take good care of myself."

Qin Song frowned: "I'm not at ease."

"Don't worry." Pei Xingzhi touched her face, and seeing that she was really scared, he leaned down and kissed her on the lips to give her a little comfort.

"Trust your husband, he'll be alright, okay?"

"..." Qin Song pouted and remained silent.

The Didi car he had called arrived, and Pei Xingzhi, holding his unhappy wife's hand, personally helped her into the car.

The moment the car started moving, Qin Song's heart suddenly began to beat faster for no apparent reason.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Each beat was like a drumbeat, making Qin Song uneasy.