10: Chapter 10 Selling a House

Xiao Nianchen thought about what was going to happen that night and looked at the Ninja Turtle in front of him, feeling a rush of satisfaction.

Taking his fiancée to a hotel right under another man's nose—who understands this feeling, my friends!

He wished he could write the words 'adulterer' on his face and tell Song Yuan, 'Your future wife is about to be slept with by me, and the second-hand goods you spent all your savings to marry are leftovers from me.'

Thinking of this, Xiao Nianchen hugged Lin Xueyao tightly, pinched her chin, and kissed her.

Lin Xueyao was caught off guard by his move and was startled, her little heart pounding. She turned her face and saw Song Yuan, who was about to leave.

Song Yuan didn't look at them, remaining as distant as a stranger.

She wasn't sure if Song Yuan had seen that scene just now, and she didn't want to make things too awkward with Song Yuan. After all, she wasn't entirely confident about Xiao Nianchen's side.

If she couldn't marry into the Xiao Family, Song Yuan would be her last resort.

She couldn't burn all bridges; she needed to leave room for the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Xueyao pulled away slightly, creating a bit of distance from Xiao Nianchen.

Xiao Nianchen sensitively noticed her movement and glanced over.

"Yaoyao, you're not still thinking of going back to him, are you?"

Lin Xueyao shook her head.

"Brother Nianchen, he can't even compare to your heel. How could I choose him between the two of you!"

Xiao Nianchen thought to himself, this woman has the face of a pure, innocent little flower, but she's quite ruthless when it comes to doing things. If she latches onto someone richer in the future, will she also stab him in the back like this?

He felt a bit of sympathy for Song Yuan.

Song Yuan got into his car and suddenly sneezed, completely unaware of what was happening behind him. Of course, he believed that since they had broken up, it didn't matter anymore; Lin Xueyao was free to date whoever she wanted.

Lu Chis Aunt called.

"Song Yuan, I've got all the money ready. My husband wants to see the house again. Are you free now?"

"Yes, I am."

"Then I'll wait for you at the community entrance."

Song Yuan drove to Yuehu Bay community, where Lu Chi and his aunt's family were waiting at the entrance.

Song Yuan led them back home, and the moment he opened the door, he frowned at the stench of the environment.

On the living room coffee table were half-eaten snail noodles and stinky tofu. The trash can on the floor was full but hadn't been emptied. In the kitchen, there was half a pot of unfinished instant noodles, and used bowls and chopsticks were piled up soaking in the sink.

Dirty clothes were scattered all over the sofa, and a few mismatched high heels were discarded on the floor. Anyone who didn't know better would think a homeless person was living there.

Song Yuan thought Lin Xueyao had received the message about selling the house and had already moved out discreetly. He didn't expect her to still be there, and to have trashed the house like this.

In the few days he had been away, Lin Xueyao hadn't cleaned once. She ate junk food every day and was too lazy to even throw out the takeout bags when she went out.

As a girl, she couldn't even maintain basic hygiene. It seemed he had truly spoiled her these past few years.

Lu Chis Aunt could only shake her head at this sight. The first time she came to see the house, it was clean and tidy, not this messy.

"Song Yuan, you haven't changed your mind, have you? If you don't want to sell it anymore, it's okay. Just tell your aunt directly. You and Lu Chi are friends; your aunt won't blame you..."

Song Yuan scratched his head.

"Sorry, Auntie, I'll clean up first. The house is definitely for sale, but since today is Saturday, we can't do the paperwork. I promise the house will be clean and tidy when it's handed over to you!"

Song Yuan went in alone and cleaned for almost half an hour, just to tidy up the visible areas. He took out two large bags of trash and opened the windows for ventilation.

After a while, he invited Lu Chis Aunt's family in to see the house.

Lu Chi whispered to Song Yuan from behind,

"Brother, what kind of life did you live with Lin Xueyao usually?"

Song Yuan didn't dare to recall. For the past three years, he had pampered Lin Xueyao like an ancestor, doing all the housework, earning money, serving her good food and drinks...

He was like a free nanny in that home.

In his mind, loving a girl meant spoiling her to the best of his ability. Only at this moment did he realize that he had given everything to an unworthy person.

He felt regret for himself.

Song Yuan sighed and said,

"Let's not talk about the past anymore."

Everything was over.

Lu Chi asked him,

"What about your wedding? Have you found a bride?"

Only Lu Chi knew about Song Yuan and Lin Xueyao's breakup. Song Yuan didn't even dare to tell his parents. Finding someone he could marry in a flash was already an urgent matter.

Song Yuan's head ached whenever he thought about this.

"The wedding will still happen, but I haven't found anyone yet."

Lu Chi gave him a thumbs-up.

"You're amazing. Why don't you rent one from a dating platform? You're getting married, not buying cabbage at the market. There are only a few days left; where are you going to find someone?"

Song Yuan remained silent. If there was truly no other way, he would have to resort to that. But then he suddenly thought of his parents and felt very bad.

His parents had worried a lot about his marriage. He could lie to everyone, but he didn't want to lie to his parents.

"Things will work out!"

Lu Chis Aunt's family finished viewing the house and were satisfied with everything.

Lu Chis Aunt took a few photos in the house, and then the family left.

Song Yuan didn't return to the hotel today; he stayed at home.

That night, Lin Xueyao didn't come back. He thought she had already moved out.

Song Yuan hired a cleaner to thoroughly clean the house and threw away some useless items. He didn't deal with Lin Xueyao's remaining belongings.

Song Yuan sent Lin Xueyao a WeChat message:

"Come back and collect your things. The house will be sold next week. If you don't collect them, I'll assume you don't want them and will clear them out."

There was no reply for a long time after the message was sent.

At that moment, Lin Xueyao followed Xiao Nianchen to a resort. This was actually a small courtyard rented by Xiao Nianchen's father, but Xiao Nianchen told Lin Xueyao he had bought it.

Lin Xueyao was showering. Xiao Nianchen saw her phone screen light up, with the contact name 'Bootlicker'.

Xiao Nianchen couldn't help but laugh at those two words. It really suited that Hulk's image.

He couldn't be bothered to read the message content and simply deleted it for her.

The sound of water in the bathroom was continuous. Xiao Nianchen looked at the blurred silhouette on the glass door, a fire igniting in his chest.

He took off his watch and slowly walked in. After a while, gasps could be heard from inside.

Xiao Nianchen had been quite promiscuous abroad over the years, but those women were usually bold and uninhibited; he rarely wanted to see them a second time.

However, Lin Xueyao, who was playing hard to get and looked shy, completely captivated him.

He inexplicably thought of Song Yuan. He wondered what expression that green-haired turtle would have if he knew?

As he thought of this, his blood surged through his body, but Lin Xueyao suddenly grabbed him.

"Brother Nianchen, my brother's matter...?"

Half of Xiao Nianchen's lost mind was recalled. He had already drawn his bow, and this woman was holding his arrow at this moment to manipulate him. She was truly not a simple woman.