Just when Wen Ran thought that life would go smoothly until the college entrance exams resumed, the plot next door had quietly been divided for residential use.

It looked like a house was going to be built there.

Wen Ran: "?"

She felt puzzled and went back into the house, "Mom, they’re going to build a house next door."

"What?"

Mrs. Xiao was stunned for a moment and instinctively said, "Our place is so remote that even birds don’t want to poop here. How could anyone possibly be building a house?"

"Really," Wen Ran pulled Mrs. Xiao to the door to look, "Look, isn’t that laying the foundation?"

Mrs. Xiao was dumbfounded and mumbled, "You don’t say, it really is."

"Whose house is it?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other, "No idea."

While the two of them were in a daze, Shen Xianxian, dressed in a Bragi, appeared.

She was carrying something in her hand, wearing little leather shoes, and smiled gently and kindly, "Auntie, Miss Wen, I’ve come to see you."

Mrs. Xiao paused for a moment when she saw Shen Xianxian and, snapping back to reality, couldn’t believe it, "Dear me, you must be that girl who is one person, two people."

This description...

Wen Ran almost burst out laughing.

She corrected, "It’s a dual personality."

"Right, right," Mrs. Xiao slapped her forehead and murmured, "That’s it, one person, but also two people."

It’s the first time in her life meeting someone like this; it’s understandably a bit fascinating.

Mrs. Xiao had no malice, just curiosity, "Why are you here? Are you Shen Yueyue or Shen Xianxian?"

Shen Xianxian tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled faintly, "I’m Xianxian."

Wen Ran sized her up and confidently said, "Shen Yueyue, it’s you again, what are you up to?"

Shen Yueyue’s calm smile cracked instantly, "No, I already acted just like her, how did you figure it out?"

Wen Ran: "... A feeling, of course, or it could be that I’m just your nemesis."

Actually, when Shen Yueyue forcibly pretended to be Shen Xianxian, she always carried a scent of tea that she wasn’t aware of.

The tea fragrance was everywhere, it would be strange if Wen Ran didn’t notice it.

"So annoying," Shen Yueyue rolled her eyes, "It’s no fun at all, I should’ve known not to bother."

Her face was about to cramp from all the forced smiling.

The more she thought about it, the more frustrated Shen Yueyue felt, losing face without even a greeting.

She directly bypassed the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, swaggering into the house with her bag.

Mrs. Xiao: "???"

Wen Ran: "..."

What can I say, it’s not surprising at all that she’d do something like this.

Mrs. Xiao frowned, somewhat displeased.

What is with this girl?

No manners at all, how is this different from trespassing?

"You..."

Before Mrs. Xiao could express her dissatisfaction, she saw Shen Yueyue pull out a stack of large bills from her bag.

She threw it casually onto the stone table in the yard.

"I think this place is nice, so I’m building a house next to yours.

Even if I work overtime, it will take half a month to complete. During this half month, I’ll have to trouble you to take care of me, okay?"

The tone was not polite, but the stack of large bills she threw out made it seem very polite indeed.

However, Wen Ran felt that this was far from enough.

If she wanted to stay at their house, how could this amount be enough?

She calmly held back Mrs. Xiao’s desire to move and spoke with a smile full of contempt, "This amount, what, are you trying to dismiss a beggar?"

Shen Yueyue: "?"

Shen Yueyue never expected to hear such a remark.

She looked up, surprised, and unsure, "This is five hundred yuan, I’m only staying for half a month."

"Oh, so what?" Wen Ran crossed her arms, leisurely, "It’s not like we asked you to stay. If you don’t like it, you can leave now.

We won’t stop you at all!"

Shen Yueyue was taken aback by Wen Ran’s words.

She took a deep breath, "What do you mean?"

She looked up at Wen Ran, "Give me a straight answer, can I stay here or not."

"Of course!" Wen Ran smiled warmly, "But, you’ll have to pay extra."

Shen Yueyue: "..."

Advising herself not to get mad, she pulled out another stack from her bag, "One thousand yuan, that’s enough to buy your brick and tile house."

Shen Yueyue gritted her teeth, "Better take it when you can, beware of losing both the chicken and the egg, not earning a single penny."

Wen Ran snorted, dismissing Shen Yueyue’s words.

Instead, she walked over, picked up the two stacks, and stuffed them into Mrs. Xiao’s arms.

"It’s not like we asked you to come, stay if you like or not."

Shen Yueyue: "..."

This feeling is really stifling.

"By the way," Wen Ran, sounding like a miser, "it’s just room and board, as for food and drink..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Yueyue exploded, "Wen Ran! Don’t go too far! I never asked for a feast!

If you don’t give me a bite, in this remote place, where can I go? Are you planning to starve me?"

She may be small, but she has a loud voice.

Especially when she’s angry, her piercing manner is like a machine gun.

But so what?

Does Wen Ran get scared?

She rolled her eyes slowly, "Look, now you’re upset again, I just said that this thousand yuan doesn’t cover food, I never said we wouldn’t feed you!"

Shen Yueyue: "!!!"

Darn black-hearted merchant.

Collected a thousand yuan from her and still thinks it’s not enough.

Before Shen Yueyue could explode in anger, Wen Ran spoke, "Whatever we eat, you eat, but in our house, don’t expect to eat and drink for free, you have to trade labor for three meals a day, got it?"

Shen Yueyue took a deep breath, feeling that although Wen Ran’s words were a bit beastly, they were at least sensible.

But!

Shen Yueyue emphasized, "I’m not eating and drinking for free; I paid!"

"That’s for accommodation," Wen Ran picked at her fingernails, calmly, "room and board not included, dear."

Dear?

Shen Yueyue was momentarily stunned.

Many words she wanted to say turned into nothing at that moment.

She sniffed, fiercely attacking Wen Ran, "You’re married, what do you mean by calling me dear?"

Raising her hand, Shen Yueyue pointed at Wen Ran’s nose from a distance of ten feet, "Woman without chastity!"

Wen Ran: "..."

Apparently, internet slang from later times shouldn’t be used casually. Look at the psychological trauma it’s caused for our less open-minded little square.

Taking note of this, Wen Ran casually said, "Okay, okay, I get it.

So, do you have any objections to this arrangement?"

Shen Yueyue hesitated for a moment before ultimately agreeing, "I... I just want to be fed."

"Being fed is no problem," Wen Ran raised an eyebrow, warning, "but if you’re picky, don’t blame me for being ruthless."