Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"Yes, there is such a house." Xia Qingqing replied.

There was a lot of gibberish coming from the other end of the phone. Lang Yue was speaking foreign language to another man, and she couldn't understand a word he said.

"Miss Xia, this is what happened. I have a friend from abroad who wants to rent a garden house. I wonder if Mr. Shen's house can be rented out. My friend will definitely take good care of the house. He particularly likes Chinese culture and even gave himself a Chinese name, Pei Aihua."

Lang Yue stated his purpose. As soon as Xia Qingqing and the others left, Pei Aihua came to his house and asked him to help find a villa.

Pei Aihua's foreign name is Lucas. He is an automotive engineer. He got divorced some time ago and was transferred to China to work. He fell in love with this place as soon as he arrived. He couldn't speak a word of Chinese, so he asked him to help choose a Chinese name with Chinese characteristics. Then he named himself Pei Aihua, and Lucas loved it very much.

"I'm sorry, Shen Qiubai's house is not for rent. We want to use it as a wedding house." Xia Qingqing refused.

Shen Qiubai is looking for someone to renovate the villa. After they get married, it will be used as their wedding house and it definitely cannot be rented out.

"Congratulations, Miss Xia. I will definitely go to your wedding."

Lang Yue sincerely congratulates.

"You are Xiaoyu's master, so I must invite you, Mr. Lang. I have a house for rent, maybe your friend would like it."

Xia Qingqing was talking about Xiao Yingyue's villa. It was not a good thing to leave it empty, so it would be better to rent it to Langyue's friend.

If the house was rented to an ordinary person, Xiao Zhiguang would definitely cause trouble, but if it was a foreigner, Xiao Zhiguang would not have the courage to do so. If he dared to cause trouble, the police station would definitely send police as quickly as possible.

Although it is a bit sad, it is the fact that foreigners are now VIPs in the country and enjoy supreme VIP treatment.

Xia Qingqing specifically told the story of the foreign-style house, the love story between the warlord and the beautiful actress, which would definitely attract foreigners.

However, she did not say that the warlord was a bald, pot-bellied old man, nor did she say that the actors were forcibly taken by the warlord. It would be meaningless if she said it all.

Sure enough, Pei Aihua showed great interest and wanted to go and see it in person.

"Of course, you can come to my place first and I'll take you to see the house. The landlord is also here."

Lang Yue was not familiar with Shanghai, and directly said that Baoqingfang might not be found, so he could only ask them to go to Ping'an Lane first. Lang Yue had been there before and knew the way.

"Okay, let's come over now."

Langyue readily agreed.

Xia Qingqing hung up the phone, gave Sister Xu five cents for the phone bill, and took out a box of chocolates as they had finished all the chocolates at home.

"Qingqing, are you and Director Shen?"

Sister Xu was so itchy that she asked again.

"We are dating."

This time, Xia Qingqing did not deny it and admitted it openly.

"Are you really dating? I knew you had a special relationship. Oh, congratulations. When are you getting married? You're going to have a wedding banquet, right?"

Sister Xu's eyes were shining with excitement, as if she had verified a mathematical conjecture that was a world-wide problem. The result was just as she expected. She was so excited.

"Of course we'll do it when the weather gets cooler. Then Sister Xu can come to the wedding!" Xia Qingqing said with a smile.

"Of course you'll come, Qingqing, you've finally come to me after all the hardship!"

Sister Xu was really happy for her. Shen Qiubai was a good man among thousands. For Xia Qingqing, marrying Yang Hongbing was like marrying a flower in cow dung, but marrying Shen Qiubai was like a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

Xia Qingqing smiled and said nothing.

But she did not agree with Sister Xu. She liked Shen Qiubai and wanted to marry him, but she had to fight for her own happy life and could not rely entirely on a man for her happiness.

She took the chocolate back home. Zhuang Hongye, Xiao Yingyue, and Xiaoyu all surrounded Song Chunlan.

"Sister Chunlan, you are so amazing. You are the one who is hiding your talents!" Xiao Yingyue praised loudly.

"Sister Chunlan, I want big fish!"

The little fish cried excitedly.

Zhuang Hongye didn't say anything, but the corners of her mouth were raised, her eyes were shining, and she was watching intently.

Xia Qingqing came over curiously. Song Chunlan was cutting paper. With a pair of scissors and a piece of red paper, she cut it deftly a few times and then spread it out to reveal a vivid big fish.

"Thank you sister."

The little fish couldn't help admiring the big fish, and Xiao Yingyue was clamoring for the magpie.

Song Chunlan quickly cut out a picture of a magpie welcoming spring and another of fish every year. They were both festive and beautiful. Zhuang Hongye went to cook the paste and pasted them all on the window. They looked beautiful.

"Sister Chunlan, cut some more and I'll go upstairs to paste them." Xiao Yingyue called.

"it is good!"

Song Chunlan responded with a smile, her hands never stopping, and several more beautiful and festive paper-cuts appeared on the table.

Xia Qingqing was very surprised. She knew that Song Chunlan could cut paper. Song Chunlan had told her about it when she was in prison in her previous life, but she didn't know she was so good at it. Each of these paper-cuts was like a work of art and could be put on display.

Fish every year

Magpies Welcome Spring

"Yingyue, I found a tenant for your house. He's a foreigner and will be here soon." Xia Qingqing said.

"I understand. Sister Qingqing, you can make the decision." Xiao Yingyue smiled.

She doesn't want to live at home now. It's lonely and boring to live alone. It's better for her to live with Sister Qingqing. There are delicious food and it's lively here.

Only half an hour later, Langyue and the others arrived, but they were brought here by Sister Xu.

"I recognized him right away. He was the friend of the young man riding the skull-shaped bike. He was so handsome that I remembered him right away. He and the foreigner were circling around the door of my store for a long time. When I asked him, I found out that they were lost!"

The talkative Sister Xu spoke in a gibberish. Lang Yue could understand the Shanghai dialect. He explained shyly: "My sense of direction is not very good, but I can remember the general direction, but I can't remember the specific alley."

"Locals often get lost. It's normal."

Xia Qingqing held back her laughter and tried to comfort him. He was clearly a person with poor sense of direction, but he still tried his best to save face. This Langyue was so naive that it was somewhat cute.

Lang Yue introduced Pei Aihua, a handsome man in his early thirties with blond hair and blue eyes, and obvious Germanic features.

"Are these cut? They are so beautiful. Who cut them?"

When Pei Aihua saw the paper-cuts pasted on the window, he became possessed and mumbled something to himself, which only Langyue could understand.

Lang Yue was also very surprised and asked who did it. Xia Qingqing pointed at Song Chunlan who was still cutting. Then a tall figure swooped in front of Song Chunlan, scaring her. The scissors tilted and the picture that was almost completed was broken.

"I'm sorry I scared you!"

Pei Aihua looked regretful, as if his life had been cut off, and apologized repeatedly.

Song Chunlan was a little panicked and looked at Xia Qingqing helplessly.

"They are here to see the house. Mr. Lang is Xiaoyu's master, and Mr. Pei is Mr. Lang's friend. They admire your paper-cutting and are praising you." Xia Qingqing comforted her.

"I cut it randomly, and it wasn't done well."

When Song Chunlan heard that someone was praising her, she was no longer so panicked. She was still a little embarrassed because she didn't think there was anything great about being able to cut paper. All the women in her hometown knew how to cut paper. It was as easy as eating and sleeping.

"They are beautifully cut, and these are works of art."

Lang Yue was generous with his praise; he felt Song Chunlan was too modest.

Pei Aihua poked him hard and muttered a few words, saying that he wanted to buy these paper-cuts and asked Langyue to help translate.