"I’m not just visiting for a few days. I’ve already rented an apartment. I’m obviously planning to be in Chengdu for the long haul, so we’ll have plenty of time to spend together."
The fact that Qi Sheng had rented an apartment in advance made Tan Hua feel even more reassured.
"By the way, how much is the rent for that apartment you got?"
Tan Hua had heard of National Gold Mansion before. It was one of IFS’s properties.
It was said that the residents there were all expatriate executives from Fortune 500 companies.
True upper-class elites, with 24-hour butler service.
"20,000 a month, utilities and property management fees included. The parking spot is another 2,000 a month."
"That expensive?"
Tan Hua hadn’t expected Qi Sheng to be so extravagant.
Renting an apartment for over 20,000 a month.
"So, with that in mind, want to move in with me?"
Qi Sheng extended the invitation with a smile, clearly testing the waters.
"Forget it. I haven’t been in my own rented apartment for long, and moving is too much of a hassle. Besides, I’d lose my security deposit."
Tan Hua hesitated for a moment but still didn’t accept Qi Sheng’s invitation to live together.
"Well, you could come over for a nap during your lunch breaks. It’s so close, and it’d be convenient for you to head back if anything comes up."
Qi Sheng pressed on, not giving up.
’As long as Tan Hua gets used to staying at my apartment during lunch,’ he thought, ’it’s only a matter of time before she starts staying the night, too.’
"Hmm... I’ll think about it."
Tan Hua didn’t have the heart to refuse Qi Sheng again; after all, he meant well.
Besides, National Gold Mansion was extremely close to the mall.
It would indeed be very convenient to go over for a short rest at noon.
She wouldn’t be so tired for work in the afternoon.
As the dishes were brought to the table, the bright red hot pot base began to boil, releasing an enticing aroma.
The two of them dropped the subject and began to eat and drink happily.
The thousand-layer tripe, brought out by the waiter on a dustpan-like tray, left Qi Sheng utterly stunned.
It was just so incredibly satisfying; the portion was shockingly large.
Stuffing himself with tripe to his heart’s content was a first for Qi Sheng. He instantly felt that this trip was well worth it.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two of them didn’t waste anything.
Most of it ended up in Qi Sheng’s stomach, completing his personal "Clean Plate Challenge."
"Let’s go. We’ll head to my place first. You can go back tomorrow."
Tan Hua paid the bill, feeling a little nervous.
This was the first time she had ever brought a man back to her place.
In her heart, she already considered Qi Sheng her boyfriend.
Unlike other girls, she had no intention of stringing people along.
She either didn’t date at all, or she was completely open and honest.
"Phew..."
Arriving at her front door, Tan Hua grew even more nervous.
Qi Sheng was carrying several shopping bags, planning to borrow Tan Hua’s washing machine in a bit.
’I have to wash the clothes I just bought before wearing them,’ he thought. ’Especially the underwear. Who knows what kind of germs are on them.’
"I don’t have any men’s slippers at home, so you’ll have to make do, ’kay?"
Tan Hua bent over and took out a pair of soft, pink women’s slippers from the shoe cabinet.
She burst out laughing when she saw they were way too small for Qi Sheng’s size 44 feet.
Qi Sheng didn’t mind at all, curiously sizing up the apartment Tan Hua was renting.
It was less than 30 square meters, but with a vanity, bed, wardrobe, and TV, it was fully equipped and rather nicely furnished.
"The rent must be 3,000 a month, right?"
"It is. With rent, utilities, and internet, it’s about 3,200 a month."
Tan Hua quickly tidied up the magazines and snacks on the coffee table.
’Looking at the sofa, which is less than 1.5 meters long, it’s obviously too small for Qi Sheng to sleep on,’ she realized.
"Your base salary must be pretty high then, otherwise you couldn’t afford an apartment like this."
"My base salary is seven thousand. With commission, it’s usually over ten thousand a month. If my performance is good, it can even be over twenty thousand."
Qi Sheng sat on the sofa, resting his head on one armrest, watching Tan Hua’s gracefully curved figure as she tidied up the bed.
’I really haven’t been inside a single woman’s bedroom very often,’ he mused.
"I’ll throw the clothes you bought into the washing machine first. After they’re done, I’ll hang them out to dry. I don’t have a dryer, but luckily summer clothes dry fast, so you can wear them tomorrow."
As she spoke, Tan Hua took the clothes and shorts out of the shopping bags.
As for the brand-new underwear, she set it aside, planning to hand-wash it later.
’It’s not like Qi Sheng has already worn them, so I don’t really mind.’
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