"Speak up," Wen Ran commanded from above, "You two rotten hearts suddenly showing up, what good could it be?
Anyway, no matter how I look at it, I feel you're up to no good."
Zhang Sisi held it in, taking a deep breath, "I know we have many misunderstandings.
You have misconceptions about me, which I can understand.
But right now, I don't want to bicker with you about those; I just want to ask you one thing.
Is that vacant house of yours for sale or not? If it's not for sale, letting me rent it works too, I'll pay you monthly."
Wen Ran smacked her lips, "Regarding that house, I've reiterated many times, even if it rots through in the storm, I won't rent it to you."
Zhang Sisi's eyes widened, "I'm just saying, Wen Ran, are you crazy?
Even if you have a grudge against me, you don't have to reject money.
That house, sitting there, is idle anyway, better to rent it to me than letting mice and bugs make it their home.
