Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Once you have enough money, the rest will be easy.

At this time, the purchase restriction order had not yet been issued, so Song Paner took her mother to sign the contract, pay taxes and housing documents, and pay agency fees. After a series of operations, there was no money left in her pocket.

But when she thought of how rare her breasts looked when she touched them here and there in the villa just now, Song Paner felt that everything was worth it.

"Grandma, you are so lucky. Ninety-nine percent of the old ladies in the country are not as noble as you when you live in this big villa."

The agency guy received the agency fee and bonus, and he kept saying good things one after another, which made Mrs. Qian's mouth not even turn down.

"Haha, the house is quite good, as good as the big Beijing apartment in my hometown."

The agency guy: "Uh...Beijing Ping, it's all good."

After flattering Mrs. Qian, the agent man came closer to Song Pan'er and said, "Sister, you will be my biological sister from now on. When my biological sister buys a house, she must come to her brother, okay?"

Song Paner shook his head.

The agency guy's face immediately fell down, and he said aggrievedly, "What's wrong? Didn't I understand why I didn't cook for my sister?"

Song Paner sighed sadly, "I have no money anymore."

The agent guy breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "Oh, my sister has moved into this big villa, so she must have a lot of money to make. I'll make everything back within a few months. I'm not in a hurry, you can buy another house." , just say hello to me."

Those who live by their words are good at talking. These words were so nice that Song Paner gave him an appreciative look. Except for being a little blind, this guy is pretty good.

He nodded, "Okay, I'll look for you."

The agency guy was so happy now that his voice rose louder, "Thank you, sister! Then I'll take you and grandma back."

......

After buying the villa, Song Paner does not plan to spend huge sums of money on renovations. The villas in Yiheju were fully decorated when they were handed over. Although many homeowners have good taste and disdain the original decoration, most of them destroyed and renovated it.

But Song Paner didn't want to do this. First, she was short of funds, and no one had a lot of money; second, she felt that the original decoration was quite good, and she would not change the current layout even if she renovated it.

After hiring people to do two major cleanings, Song Paner began to buy furniture and electrical appliances for the house.

One time when she was waiting to pick up the goods at home, Song Paner looked at her phone boredly and saw the text message Yan Bin had sent before, and suddenly realized that the two of them had not contacted each other for a long time.

What is he busy with?

Song Pan'er brought up the text message interface and typed 'Silly man, what are you busy with? 'A few words, before I could click send, the furniture delivery car arrived.

Song Pan'er quickly put away her cell phone and went to direct the placement of furniture. With this interruption, she forgot about this matter.

Song Pan'er didn't rush to decorate the audio-visual room, guest bedroom, etc. in the villa. Song Pan'er first focused on the elders' room, kitchen, dining room, living room on the first floor, and the master bedroom on the second floor.

Finally, after more than two months of busy work, it was finally time to move.

Song Pan'er took away all the furniture and appliances in Weixiuyuan's house. She only packed their clothes, luggage, shoes, hats, bags, valuables and some kitchen utensils, and left the rest here. Reserved for tenant use.

Before going out, Mrs. Qian touched the sofa with some reluctance, "Do you know how happy I was on the first day we moved in?"

Song Paner nodded.

When they first came to Beijing, the two of them stayed in a hotel for more than half a month. She was so worried that she could hardly eat. She also felt distressed about the rent and food money she had to pay every day, and she felt uneasy about living there. She was frightened when someone spoke in the corridor and leaned against the door to listen.

On the day she bought the house, she happily wiped the house three times. The house is not big, but the hospitality is great.

"How about we still live here? Rent out the villa?" Song Pan'er tried to make a suggestion.

The reluctance on Granny Qian's face immediately disappeared, "That's not possible, leave quickly, I want to live in a big villa."

He retracted his hand from touching the sofa, turned around and left, his movements were quite neat.

Song Pan'er looked at her back and shook her head in amusement, then walked to her room, took out a banner, and hung it on the window of the living room.

Song Paner clapped her hands, sneered, locked the door and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Mrs. Qian and Panpan were already in the moving company's car, waiting for Song Pan'er to get in the car before setting off. After Song Pan'er came out, she looked up at the third floor. The bright characters on the window were particularly conspicuous.

Mrs. Qian was attracted by her movements and followed her gaze.

"Everyone bullies others and spreads rumors to massacre the entire family."

Mrs. Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry after reading it, and scolded: "You kid is so immoral and smoking hot."

Song Pan'er didn't feel ashamed, but felt proud, and got into the car proudly.

"Master, let's go!"

......

In a hurry, the second semester of my sophomore year is already halfway through. The other three people in the dormitory also underwent considerable changes.

Ma Haiyan bought a house near the school and brought her parents and younger sister over.

Wu Qiong bought a car and said he wanted to take a few people in his dormitory for a ride on Chang'an Street.

Han Mengyao was even more unexpected. She also bought a house, but it was used to hide her beauty in a golden house. Her soldier brother, whom she had been chatting with for more than a year, has retired and now stays in their house, cooking and washing her clothes every day.

Song Pan'er felt that Wu Qiong's words were true, and Han Mengyao was indeed a bigoted and brainless person.

When someone said a few nice words to her, she became confused. When she bought a house, she even filled in the instructor's name in the house book.

How much love do you have to have to do something so stupid?

Not to mention that the two of them were just boyfriend and girlfriend, but the instructor's character was not worthy of Han Mengyao's treatment of him.

This person would always talk nonsense, and even inviting them to the dormitory for dinner was Han Mengyao's fault. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that he was playing tricks on Han Mengyao.

Several people in the dormitory felt that this matter was almost unreasonable, and they carefully advised Han Mengyao.

But how can silly girls who are blinded by love listen to it? They carelessly say that they are little girls and do not understand the sweetness of love.

Well, what can a few people say?

On this day, the lights had just been turned off.

Han Mengyao chatted with her instructor brother as usual, and several others were also lying on the bed playing with their mobile phones. Wu Qiong didn't know what he saw, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Why are you laughing?" Han Mengyao raised her feet and glared at the bed board above.

"Hahaha~ Here is a post saying... Hahahaha~"

Seeing that Wu Qiong was still smiling, Han Mengyao curiously threw down her phone and climbed to the upper bunk.