The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1638 - 791 Daughter Fan (two updates)_3

"Aren’t there five rooms here?" The agent discussed with the owner of the small courtyard.

The owner said, "I need to keep two rooms for storage to put some things in."

Well, that’s a no go again.

The agent wiped off a cold sweat and said to Xiao Hen, "Then, Young Master Long, let me take you to another place to have a look."

But they were not satisfied with several other places nearby.

Little Qingqing tugged at Gu Jiao’s hand, "Liu Lang, do we have to rent a mansion on this street?"

Gu Jiao said, "Not necessarily, but mainly because it’s close to where you study."

Little Qingqing: "Oh, what if there’s a place even closer?"

"How could there be a place closer?" The agent confidently said, "I’ve been an agent for thirty years, and the mansions in the best locations in the brokerage are all in my hands. This street is the closest to Lingbo Academy, any closer and you wouldn’t be able to rent a place!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Little Qingqing silently take out a house deed from his pouch.

Agent: "..."

Xiao Hen had a toothache: "Why didn’t you say you had a house deed earlier?"

Little Qingqing crossed his arms and turned his nose up: "If you ask me I won’t give it! Only when Jiaojiao asks!"

The agent found a shady big tree to check the authenticity of the house deed carefully and didn’t hear their conversation.

Xiao Hen said, "When Jiaojiao was living outside the city, in such a small mansion, she could hardly fit in, and you didn’t take out the house deed either!"

Little Qingqing felt unjustly accused and spread his hands: "Jiaojiao was looking for a mansion outside the city back then, I didn’t have one outside the city!"

This conversation was like a bumpkin friend scolding a local tycoon friend—why didn’t you lend me your car last night?

The local tycoon said—You asked for a Charade casually, I don’t have a Charade, I only have a Ferrari!

Gu the Versailles Queen: I concede!

Xiao Hen’s toothache got worse.

They had changed from Zhan Country to Dayan, would his landlord still be this little monk?

How much debt did he owe the little monk in his previous life?

The little landlord puffed out his little chest, shook a small foot smugly: "I’ll rent it to you cheaply, 500 taels a month!"

Xiao Hen’s tiger body shook.

Little monk, you’re just hiking the rent!

In the midst of the big and little one’s contest of wits and courage, a carriage slowly drove over and stopped beside the three of them.

Then, the carriage window was lifted, and Second Master Jing’s head popped out: "Huh? Qingqing, Liu Lang, what are you doing here? Uh, who’s this little brat?"

Little Qingqing put his hands on his hips and glared angrily: "You’re the little brat!"

"Ah, I remember now, you’re that..." During the three days when Gu Jiao was in a coma in the selection of the Hei Fengqi commander, Second Master Jing had accompanied Duke Anguo to visit Gu Jiao in the National Master Hall, and had met Little Qingqing.

Only back then, Little Qingqing was wearing the academy uniform, looking like a little scholar. Now he had changed into the regular outfit of a young master, almost unrecognizable.

"My name is not ’that’! My name is Qingqing!" Little Qingqing corrected seriously.

Second Master Jing laughed: "Right, right, that’s the name! You even saved the Little Princess, you’re a little hero!"

Such chatter, still blocking my view of my daughter.

Today is another day I want to beat up my dumb brother.

Duke Anguo’s eyes glinted with sharpness.

Unfortunately, Second Master Jing was completely uncoordinated with his elder brother, but Gu Jiao walked over and looked into the window.

Seeing Duke Anguo, her mood suddenly improved.

Duke Anguo saw Gu Jiao and couldn’t hold back the smile in his eyes.

...

After learning that Gu Jiao was looking for a mansion, Duke Anguo suggested she stay at the Duke Residence.

"Um..." Gu Jiao hesitated.

Seeing her frowning, Duke Anguo dipped his fingertips in water and continued writing on the armrest: "The Duke Residence has guards, it’s safer than living outside."

He wrote "you all," not "you."

Smart as Duke Anguo, he had long guessed that Gu Jiao was looking for a mansion at this juncture, not for herself.

She was living well in the National Master Hall, and there were probably few places in Shengdu safer than the National Master Hall.

Second Master Jing took Little Qingqing to the big tree at the end of the street to catch cicadas, while Xiao Hen and the agent discussed renting the mansion under the tree’s shade.

Only Gu Jiao and Duke Anguo were left in the carriage.

Gu Jiao considered the possibility of moving into the Duke Residence.

Duke Anguo continued writing: "It’s also close to Lingbo Academy, convenient to take that child to school."

Gu Jiao looked at the words on the armrest, stunned.

I never mentioned Little Qingqing, how did you know he also needed to live here?

You’re just as sly as the National Master, a real adult genius!

Seeing Gu Jiao’s dumbfounded look, Duke Anguo’s smile nearly spilled over from his eyes.

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