The time of the city

Chapter 173 Renting a House 1

Mo Yu sat on the bed, her fingers unconsciously touching her lips, where Ni Jiamu's warmth seemed to still be. Recalling Ni Jiamu's crazy actions and words towards her, she felt more and more that he was paranoid and that she could no longer communicate with him.

It seems like he has always been like this, and no one can change what he has decided.

If you think about it, she and Ni Jiamu have only been together for a little over three years. From initial dislike to acceptance and then to meticulous care and concern. Mo Yu admits that he is a good brother, but that's just a brother.

She couldn't possibly fall in love with him, and she absolutely must not fall in love with him.

From the previous conversation, she learned that Ni Jiamu had informed all rental companies that they could not rent to her. So she could only contact individuals to sublet or rent a place, and once she found a place, she would move out secretly. She didn't believe Ni Jiamu could interfere.

So she used a secondary account to post a rental information on Xiaohongshu and Weibo. When she opened her Moments and was about to block Ni Jiamu and post again, she saw that her high school classmate Guan Yue had posted a message looking for a tenant.

"I have a house to rent out. It's a second unit near University A. The price is 3000 yuan a month, and the price is negotiable." Relevant information about the house was also provided below.

Mo Yu's eyes lit up, and she was very satisfied with every aspect, so she immediately sent a message to arrange a meeting tomorrow to discuss in detail.

The room downstairs was pitch black, not a single light on. Ni Jiamu sat cross-legged on the sofa, his silhouette barely visible in the cool moonlight streaming through the French windows. His bony hand slowly slid across the screenshots his subordinate had sent him, his lips pressed into a tight line, his eyes dimming in the darkness.

"Xiaoyu, do you really want to escape from me? But I love you more than you can imagine, so it's a pity that you can't escape."

The next day, as soon as the clock struck seven, Mo Yu got up and went downstairs. She was wearing a pure white dress with a windbreaker over it, her hair loose, and a look of deep fatigue on her face.

Hearing footsteps, Ni Jiamu stopped reading and looked up to see Mo Yu coming down the stairs.

"Why are you up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"You will sleep forever after death." Mo Yu said this with a cold expression, without any extra expression on her face.

Ni Jiamu was stunned for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth with a faint smile, "Xiaoyu, what do you want to eat in the morning? I'll make it for you."

"No, I have to go out for something, thank you." Mo Yu's tone was polite and distant, and she bent down to change her shoes.

"Wherever you go, I'll take you there."

Mo Yu didn't answer Ni Jiamu. She changed her shoes and whispered "No thanks" as she closed the door.

Ni Jiamu looked at the closed door, and his hand holding the book tightened, and the dot on the mobile phone screen became farther and farther away.

Mo Yu arrived at the cafe and sat there for a while before Guan Yue arrived. Her baby face was filled with smiles, and the bun on her head moved as she walked, which made her look very youthful and energetic.

"Moyu, long time no see. You're thinner than when you were in school. But you're getting prettier."

Mo Yu smiled politely and pushed the ordered juice in front of Guan Yue. "Long time no see, have some juice."

Guan Yue took a sip and smiled, "Thank you, I really like Mo Yu's house. If I hadn't been moving in with my boyfriend, I wouldn't rent it out. If you want to rent it, I can give you a discount." When Guan Yue mentioned her boyfriend, she couldn't suppress a smile on her face.

"No need, just take what you need. When is the soonest I can move in?"

"I still have some stuff to move. I'll go back and move it today, and you can move in next Monday. I'll go back and draft the contract today. If you think it's okay, sign it."

Mo Yu didn't expect to find a house so quickly, and she couldn't help but feel happy. "Thank you, Guan Yue. Do you need me to help you move?"

"Hey, no need." Guan Yue waved her hand. "I have a boyfriend. By the way, Mo Yu, do you have a boyfriend?"

Looking at Guan Yue's gossipy face, Mo Yu remembered the scene where Xiao Hecheng knelt in front of her and confessed his love to her. So they were together, right?

Mo Yu's lips trembled, tears welled up in her eyes. "Yes, he loves me very much."

"Xiao Yu" Mo Yu heard a familiar voice behind her. She turned around and saw Leng Xiyan walking towards their table with a smile.

"Sister Xiyan"

"I thought I was seeing things. Xiaoyu, what are you doing here? Is your brother here?" Leng Xiyan looked inquiringly.

Meeting the expectant gaze, Mo Yu shook her head and said, "No, I'm talking to my high school classmate about renting an apartment."

Guan Yue saw Mo Yu chatting with an acquaintance, so she said hello and left the cafe. Leng Xiyan took the opportunity to sit down opposite Mo Yu.

"Are you going to move out?" Leng Xiyan twirled the ends of her hair with her fingers, a charming smile on her face.

"Yes, my brother is getting married. I can't live with him forever. I also want to learn to be independent."

"Oh, does your brother agree? If you want to rent a house, just tell your sister. I have several empty houses. You can move in directly if you want." Leng Xiyan had a big smile on her face, which made her charming face even more attractive.

Every time she faced Leng Xiyan, Mo Yu would always ask herself a hundred thousand questions in her heart. She didn't understand how Ni Jiamu could not be moved by the girl who had liked him for so many years.

Feelings are such a wonderful thing.

"No need, Sister Xiyan, I'll move out in the future. If you want to find my brother, just go to his house. He's usually at home if he's not at the company."

Unexpectedly, Mo Yu supported her so much. Leng Xiyan happily grabbed Mo Yu's hand, her eyes shining as if they contained stars.

"Xiaoyu, are you really willing to let Jiamu and me be together? Don't you like Jiamu?"

"She's my brother, so naturally I like her."

"I'm talking about another kind of liking, because you two are not related by blood, and Jiamu dotes on you very much, so do you like him?"

Leng Xiyan had lived with them in the United States for a period of time. She could see that Ni Jiamu cared about Mo Yu very much. The tenderness in his eyes when facing Mo Yu was something he had never shown to her before.

She once suspected that Ni Jiamu's feelings for Mo Yu were definitely not innocent, but if Mo Yu didn't like Ni Jiamu, then she still had a chance.

"I don't like him," Mo Yu immediately denied, "and I hope Sister Xiyan can be with my brother."

"Thank you, Xiaoyu."

Inside the Ni Building, Ni Jiamu stood in front of the French window overlooking the busy traffic outside. The girl's gentle but resolute words came from his headphones: "I don't like him" and "I hope Sister Xiyan can be with my brother."

Ni Jiamu's eyes grew increasingly gloomy, and a suffocating aura permeated his body. "Mo Yu, do you really think that not even a single tear from me can penetrate your heart?"