"Quick, take it, Sister Zhou wouldn't shortchange you," one of the beautiful women urged.
"Master Lin, your words are worth a thousand pieces of gold," another chimed in.
"Sister Zhou will tell you later," they all said.
Lin Fan stared at the key in front of him for a long while, unable to reach out and take it.
A gentleman loves wealth, but he obtains it righteously!
He only wanted to receive his due compensation; he felt undeserving of anything too precious.
Su Yurou nudged his shoulder, advising, "Sister Zhou is giving it to you, just take it. She's just doing it for fun."
Zhou Yi chuckled, "Exactly, I'm just doing it for fun. It's really nothing."
Lin Fan thought about it and agreed. He then accepted the key.
"That's more like it," Zhou Yi beamed. "Yesterday I went to inspect the model apartments for the company's project. I wasn't too satisfied with the interior design, so I've already had them redo it."
As she spoke, Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat.
So this key, which looked like a car key, wasn't for a car, but for a house.
"The previous one is no longer needed anyway," Zhou Yi continued. "Master Lin, if you don't mind, take it to live in."
Zhou Yi's tone was casual, as if she were giving away a trinket.
"This..." Lin Fan felt the key in his hand become scorching hot.
If it were a car, he could perhaps accept it, but a house, he truly couldn't accept.
What did she mean by "no longer needed"?
How could a house be useless?
A model apartment would definitely be fully furnished.
And anything used as a model apartment had to be a good property.
How much would it cost?
"I can't accept it," Lin Fan said, quickly placing the key back on the table.
"Ah!" Zhou Yi leaned back, proudly declaring, "What's said is done, like water poured out, it can't be taken back."
She looked at the other beautiful women and asked loudly, "Ladies, don't you agree?"
"Yes!"
"Master Lin, please take it. Sister Zhou's houses are counted by the building."
"Since Sister Zhou has benefited from your auspicious aura, you should also receive some of her wealth."
The beautiful women spoke flattering words, secretly hoping that when they bought a house in the future, Sister Zhou would be as generous.
"It's too valuable, I really can't accept it." Lin Fan stood up, trying to push the key back towards Zhou Yi.
But at this moment, two soft hands pressed down on his shoulders.
"Sister Zhou is just happy, humor her." Su Yurou, a shrewd judge of character, knew that Zhou Yi had been suppressed for too long. Now that fortune had smiled upon her, she wanted to show off.
Free gifts are not to be refused! Even if Lin Fan didn't want it, perhaps someone else present had their eye on it. It would be given away one way or another. A model apartment would at least be a three-bedroom, one-living room unit. At over six thousand yuan per square meter, plus renovation and furniture, it would conservatively cost seven to eight hundred thousand yuan! For an ordinary family, that was a lifetime's savings!
"Sister Zhou's intentions are sincere, and for her, it's not much," Su Yurou coaxed gently, pressing Lin Fan back into his chair.
"Yes," Zhou Yi turned to Xiao Zheng and instructed, "Xiao Zheng, write down the apartment number."
She then looked at Lin Fan and smiled, "Master Lin, if you have time, come and take a look. Everything is ready inside, and you can move in now."
Lin Fan took a deep breath, his face full of hesitation.
He already had a place in town? It felt like a dream. In his heart, a house was a heavy possession, the result of generations of hard work. How could it be so easy now?
A voluptuous beauty beside them smiled at Zhou Yi, "Sister Zhou, with your magnanimity, I'm almost too embarrassed to ask."
"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Zhou Yi smiled and made space, "Come, let Master Lin take a look at you. He has a golden tongue."
"Just consider it my golden house for a favored consort, alright?" Zhou Yi joked, but that was indeed her thought.
"Oh!"
"Master Lin, Sister Zhou has taken a liking to you!"
"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, don't miss it." The beautiful women, experienced in life, spoke without inhibition.
After a few such remarks, the topic shifted to wedding nights. They were completely unfazed, chattering and laughing. Lin Fan, on the other hand, blushed furiously at their teasing. The more shy he became, the more animated the women got, as if they wanted to arrange their union right then and there.
"Ahem." Lin Fan cleared his throat. "Are you still going to have readings or not?"
Su Yurou followed up, "Don't make Master Lin too embarrassed, take it easy. Whose turn is it next?"
The atmosphere in the room became serious again. With his previous experience, Lin Fan's judgments were becoming increasingly accurate. He observed that a person's aura constantly changed over time.
"Let me have a reading too," Wang Ying said, not competing with anyone, and was the last to sit in the chair. "Master Lin, tell me, what is my fate?" Her husband's infidelity and his firm decision to divorce her had been a tremendous blow to her, a woman who had always had a smooth life. She had been shut in her house recently, unable to overcome her grief.
Lin Fan placed three fingers on her wrist and smiled softly, "Sister Wang Ying, thank you for your help last time."
"It was nothing, just a small matter. If you ever need help in the future, don't hesitate to ask me," Wang Ying forced a smile.
"Mmm," Lin Fan replied. Then, his eyes shone with a sharp light as he looked towards the top of Wang Ying's head. "Oh, Sister Wang Ying, you're going to have a romance." A pink cloud of energy was floating above Wang Ying's head. Lin Fan pondered for a moment and reached a conclusion.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I just got divorced, where would romance come from?" Wang Ying was both embarrassed and angry. If it were someone else, she would have lashed out immediately.
"It's true!"
"Peach blossoms blooming, radiant in their glory." Lin Fan casually recited a line of ancient poetry. "I wouldn't be mistaken."
Before Wang Ying could react, Su Yurou chuckled, "Sister Wang Ying, you're amazing! Whisper to me, who have you set your sights on?"
"No!" Wang Ying became flustered. She couldn't understand how she, who had always been virtuous, could be experiencing romance.
"Hmm?" Lin Fan exclaimed in surprise. He noticed that within the pink cloud, a slender thread was faintly extending, its destination unknown. "Sister Wang Ying, let me see where your romance is." Lin Fan followed the dimly flickering, obscure thread. "It should be to the south." Lin Fan tilted his head back, but even with the back of his head touching his spine, he couldn't find the end of the thread.
"Where's the thread?" Did it break? Impossible! How could it break for no reason? Suddenly, Lin Fan's heart sank. A bold idea flashed through his mind. Could it be... connected to the top of my head?