Shocking Xiaochi, Such Houses Exist in Pingchuan

Called out, Chi Qingchi straightened her back and feigned composure as she said,

"I... I'm not afraid of my sister."

"Little Lin, don't try to sow discord between my sister and me."

"I just... respect her."

"It's perfectly normal for a younger sister to respect her older sister, isn't it?"

As she spoke,

Chi Qingchi shifted her gaze away, not daring to meet Lin Yu's eyes.

She was terrified that if they made eye contact, Lin Yu would find evidence of her cowardice.

Lin Yu stopped teasing Little Chi and began to pack up the DSLR camera.

At the same time,

he urged Little Chi who was standing in front of him:

"Alright, alright, let's just call it respect."

"My polite twin sister, shouldn't we hurry up and get packing?"

"If we keep dawdling, Elder Chi will be back before we even leave the house!"

"The camera is easy to pack, but you need to hurry and bag up those two outfits of yours."

Hearing Lin Yu's reminder, Chi Qingchi sprang into action in a frantic rush.

She muttered plausibly as she moved:

"Right, right, right, time is tight, time is tight!"

"I still have a lot of accessories to bring, I can't waste any more time."

...

Fifteen minutes later.

Lin Yu led Chi Qingchi to a detached villa not far from their apartment.

Chi Qingchi stood at the entrance, staring at the house in shock, unable to recover her senses for a long time.

"What are you spacing out for? Go in!"

Lin Yu stepped into the courtyard, looking at Chi Qingchi with amusement.

Chi Qingchi shakily raised her hand, pointing at the detached villa in front of her:

"Little Lin, is... is this the new house you said you bought?"

"It's a villa! A villa about the size of our apartment building!"

"Did you buy this all with your writing royalties?!"

As she spoke the last few words, Chi Qingchi's voice was shrill and trembling.

She simply couldn't believe the sight before her eyes.

Lin Yu nodded affirmatively and replied:

"Yeah, I don't have any other source of income, so of course it's from my royalties."

"Didn't I tell you before? You don't need to be so polite with me, I do have a bit of personal wealth."

Chi Qingchi stared blankly at the villa, the shock in her heart written all over her small face.

When she first heard that Little Lin had bought a new house,

Chi Qingchi had already mentally pegged Lin Yu as a millionaire.

They were of the same age and even classmates in the same grade.

The odds of having a millionaire right beside you were incredibly slim.

Deep down, Chi Qingchi deeply admired Lin Yu, knowing that his writing skills must be exceptionally outstanding.

It wasn't until this very moment,

that Chi Qingchi truly realized...

she had underestimated just how outstanding Lin Yu was!

A millionaire?

More like a multi-millionaire of the same age had appeared right beside her!

Is writing novels really that lucrative?!

Had she known, she would have watched less anime and spent more time learning from successful people!

"Little Lin, are you short of an apprentice?"

"If someone starts learning to write novels at twenty, is it considered too late?"

Lin Yu wore a strange smile as he said to Chi Qingchi:

"An apprentice, huh? Well, I'm not exactly short of one..."

Chi Qingchi understood the deeper meaning hidden in Lin Yu's words.

She pouted and replied:

"Tch, I knew you were just making fun of me."

"Were you trying to say you don't take apprentices... but you take mounts?"

Chi Qingchi's little expression made Lin Yu's heart bloom with joy.

This little homebody's knowledge base was surprisingly broad.

Lin Yu could casually drop a meme, and she could catch it perfectly in time.

Out of all the girls in the apartment,

only Little Chi possessed this kind of ability.

The others, more or less, couldn't keep up with Lin Yu's rhythm.

It wasn't that Lin Yu didn't want another apprentice.

It was just that the little homebody's IQ wasn't that easy to fool.

Any slight illogicality would easily be spotted by her.

Only by keeping a layer of mystery could Lin Yu safely continue his disguise.

Creating a master-apprentice relationship out of nothing to pull Little Chi closer wouldn't necessarily be a good thing.

In reality,

Chi Qingchi was just talking.

She didn't really intend to do it.

When it involved someone else's money-making trade secrets, how could it be that easy to find out?

Even if Lin Yu generously offered to tell her, Chi Qingchi wouldn't dare to actually learn it.

If her sister found out, she would be in for it.

At this moment, Chi Qingchi hadn't yet realized

that the truly shocking things were only just beginning.

Under Lin Yu's lead, Chi Qingchi entered the interior of the villa.

Lin Yu still vividly remembered Aunt Qimeng's reaction when she first arrived.

But she was, after all, many years older, and wasn't shocked to the point of being speechless.

This kind of soul-striking shock could only be felt more authentically from someone of the same age...

"Little Lin, how is this a residence? Isn't this an amusement park?"

"..."

"My goodness, there's even a KTV room? It's just like the mansions on TV!"

"..."

"This is too much, there's even a room specifically for playing video games?"

"..."

"Boohoo, I've only seen this kind of house on TV, I never thought I'd see one in Pingchuan!"

"..."

Lin Yu wasn't in a hurry to urge Little Chi to start filming; instead, he gave her time to slowly look around.

What was the point of buying such a huge place?

Wasn't it just so that when friends came over, he could properly show off!

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