Chapter 1773 - 1774: Misty Eyes

Zhang Mengyao gave him a sidelong glance, looking extra cute in her haughty manner.

"You don't want to marry me?"

Lin Xian raised his brows and continued to tease, "So you want to be a lifelong mistress then?"

"Lin Xian!"

Zhang Mengyao was so angry, she puffed out her cheeks and glared at him.

At that moment, she finally understood why Yan Xiaoman always liked biting him.

She wished she could pounce on him now and bite this bastard to death.

Seeing her like this, Lin Xian pinched her cheek and laughed lightly, "For me,

time is money."

Right now, the privilege level is LV10, and the three-month profit is already 90 million, so why

would I want to save that ten million?

He paused slightly and then said indulgently, "Most importantly, ten days later will be

your birthday, and I want to host a birthday party in our love nest!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mengyao was first stunned, then her eyes welled up with tears.

She bit her lip and said with a complex expression, "You bastard, why are you so good to me!

Knowing he's a scumbag, yet I still can't help but like him.

The better Lin Xian is to her, the less she wants to leave him, while her guilt towards Yan Xiaoman

increased a bit more.

It's because of him that the once mutually loving and killing best friends now don't dare to meet.

This jerk is truly both lovable and hateful.

After waiting nearly an hour, Li Mingzhu finally returned to the office.

"Sorry for keeping you both waiting."

Li Mingzhu sat down and said with a hint of apology.

"No problem!"

Lin Xian waved his hand, indicating his understanding.

If it's just a hundred-square-meter house, the budget can be quickly determined.

But since it's a villa with front and back gardens, the total area is over eleven hundred square meters. To fix

such a large budget in just one hour is already quite efficient.

Li Mingzhu handed over the budget list and said, "Mr. Lin, here is the budget and quote from our company. Please have a look."

Taking the list, he quickly glanced at the densely packed list of material names and prices.

He skimmed over it and directly jumped to the total budget quote.

21.82 million!

This price is acceptable, and with Zhang Peng's prior notice, he's not afraid of being cheated.

If he were to be cheated, he'd directly teach Zhang Peng a lesson then.

Honestly, this price is lower than his expectations.

He initially budgeted 30 million for the renovation and 20 million for the furniture and appliances.

It's nearly ten million cheaper, not scientific!

Thinking this, Lin Xian involuntarily furrowed his brows.

Seeing this, Li Mingzhu assumed he found it expensive, so she quickly explained, "Mr. Lin, since

you're a friend of Mr. Zhang, we've pressed the profit margins very low. But according to your requirements,

many of the materials are imported, and the cost just can't be lowered further."

Lin Xian put down the budget list and said calmly, "Are you sure all the renovation materials are top-notch?

I've said, money is not the issue, do you understand what I mean?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mingzhu was immediately amused and exasperated.

Turns out this guy didn't find it expensive but rather too cheap.

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This decoration company, being top in Jinling, and due to Zhang Peng frequently bringing in friends from the second-generation circles to support the business.

Li Mingzhu has seen quite a few second-generation heirs and business moguls come for house renovations.

But someone as lavish as Lin Xian, she's seeing for the first time.

Thinking of this, Li Mingzhu assured, "Mr. Lin, rest assured, the materials are absolutely top-grade."

Decoration is just a bottomless pit.

It can be done with ten thousand, or even a billion.

Mostly because Lin Xian's villa honestly isn't that big, excluding the garden it's just 540 square meters. And he's not

doing a total overhaul; many places in the villa hardly need major changes,

or don't even need to be changed.

If it were those with thousands of square meters, or super large palace-castle type villas, never mind 20

million; even 2 billion wouldn't necessarily cover it.

Li Mingzhu observed Lin Xian's expression, and suggested, "Mr. Lin, if there are no issues, should we sign the contract?"

"Sure, once signed, arrange the renovation workers quickly, ten days later, I want to move in!"

Ordered Lin Xian.

"No problem!"

Li Mingzhu nodded, stood up, and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go print the contract."

Quickly, she returned with the contract.

Resulting in the contract, Lin Xian briefly scanned it and found no issues.

It was a quite standard renovation agreement contract; first pay 20 of the project cost, after completion pay up to 80, and after verification pay up to 95%, leaving 5 as a quality guarantee.

The final 5% will be paid after confirming there are no issues with the renovation quality after one year.

The renovation project timeline is days, exceeding the limit will deduct 50 of the project fee.

50% was not little, amounting to ten million.

Therefore, Li Mingzhu, regardless, would ensure renovation completion within ten days.

Otherwise, Zhang Peng would let her go for losing such a huge amount.

Having paid 20 of the project cost upfront, Lin Xian lightly laughed, "I've notified the property over there,

you can start anytime."

"Rest assured, Mr. Lin, I guarantee you can move in ten days later," Li Mingzhu assured with a smile.

"Okay! See you!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, embracing Zhang Mengyao as they headed to the elevator.

Upon reaching the parking lot and getting in the car, Zhang Mengyao asked, "Where to next, Lin Xian?"

"Let's go to a hotel!"

Lin Xian joked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mengyao was startled and promptly said, "No, no!"

Seeing this, Lin Xian was a bit taken aback.

He was just casually joking, not thinking Zhang Mengyao would react so strongly.

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Moreover, they have gone to hotels many times, though they never went all the way,

but sleeping together has happened eight or ten times.

Why's she so resistant today?

Seeing Lin Xian giving her a puzzled look, Zhang Mengyao fell silent and weakly said, "Lin Xian, not today. Maybe... wait for the birthday?"

Birthday?

Lin Xian was first startled, then immediately began to chuckle.

Keeping his amusement suppressed, he earnestly said, "You said it. Don't regret it later.

You've dodged me quite a few times now, almost becoming the queen of bailing."

"What queen of bailing, such an awful title!"

Zhang Mengyao retorted unpleasantly and playfully patted him.

Yet, the faint blush on her cheeks revealed her embarrassment.

Suppressing her embarrassment, Zhang Mengyao changed the topic, "Since you're free this afternoon,

come with me to pick up the painting!"

"Alright!"

Lin Xian nodded, started the car, and smoothly drove out of the parking lot.

The antique trading market over the weekend was just as lively as the last time they visited.

Yet a nearby alley was quite desolate.

Hand in hand, Lin Xian and Zhang Mengyao strolled into Wenfang Pavilion.

Upon entering the store, they saw the shop owner puffing on a pipe, reading while smoking.

Noticing the two,

waiting for their painting.

The old man smiled, "Oh, what perfect timing, just prepared to call you."

"Thank you, boss!"

Zhang Mengyao thanked him with a smile, loaded with anticipation.

Three points painting, seven points mounting.

The painting itself was already beautiful; what's it like after a careful mounting?

Her anticipation grew stronger at this thought.

With that, the old man shouted into the store, "Xiao Qi, bring out the mounted painting I completed today."

Soon, a young lady in her late twenties emerged from behind a screen, carrying a painting wrapped in rawhide paper.