Chapter 134 Zhao Yimeng's Little Calculation

Bishop Hill.

The Zhao family mansion.

The yard at Zhao Yimeng's house is about the same size as the Su family's.

However, the front and back yards are mostly covered with lawns, and the flowerbeds are full of blooming flowers, with bees and butterflies flying around, making it look more exquisite.

This can be blamed on Su's old man for his lack of taste and inattention to these details.

Moreover, the Second and Third Aunts are lazy. Apart from drinking tea, playing mahjong, shopping, and maintaining their beauty every day, they never think of taking care of the yard. As long as it's clean, that's enough.

Sunday afternoon, the sun is shining brightly.

Zhao Yimeng and her mother, Jin Yu, are sitting by the window on the first floor, basking in the sun and drinking flower tea.

A layer of white gauze separates them from the sun, not too harsh, a moment of leisure for the mother and daughter, relaxed and comfortable enough to doze off.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

Mother Jin asked Zhao Yimeng, "Has that kid from the Su family taken you to rehearsals recently? I heard the song you're singing together was written by him?"

"Yeah, some of the sentences are copied, some are written by him. I never realized before that Su Yehao has some talent. We'll start rehearsing next week. I have to practice singing later. Mandarin is so difficult, my tongue feels like it's going to tie itself in knots."

As soon as she said that, Zhao Yimeng realized that such words would mislead her mother.

She quickly added, "But he's still as unreliable as before, always fooling around with those friends of his… Miss Vera from the Andrade family recently returned to school. That guy actually peeked at her while she was showering!"

She was using Su Yehao's dark history to try to get her mother to completely dismiss the idea of ​​a marriage alliance.

Although Zhao Yimeng, had a slight appreciation for Su Yehao's "talent," it was far from enough to make this girl completely reverse her views and start to like him.

Speaking of highlights, Zhao Yimeng has experienced quite a few.

For example, winning second prize at an international piano competition, and attending the debutante ball at the Bal des Débutantes last year with Miss Vera, who had just turned eighteen.

As for wealth.

Since birth, Zhao Yimeng has never worried about it, let alone coveted anything from the Su family.

However, her parents were a little tempted by the marriage alliance, which would not only complement their business but also take their overall strength to a new level.

Of course, her parents were only slightly tempted.

It mainly depended on what Zhao Yimeng herself wanted.

Mother Jin noticed her daughter's little scheme, smiled, and changed the subject, saying:

"Miss Vera is great. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also very talented. Her family's gallery is preparing to hold a solo exhibition for her. I'm going to buy a painting to support her."

She remembered that Mrs. Andrade had invited her mother to her vineyard in the Douro Valley for a vacation.

Zhao Yimeng didn't find it strange at all.

It's normal to exchange pleasantries, and besides, she had met Miss Vera, who was known for being innocent and naive. It was hard to dislike such a girl.

The thought of Su Yehao actually bullying Vera gave Zhao Yimeng a sense of disgust, like a little cabbage being preyed upon by a pig.

Eating a small tomato, she told her mother in a muttered voice:

"I'll go with you when the time comes. I've seen her landscape paintings. They're a bit classical and difficult to promote, but her family has a solid foundation, so I don't think she'll care."

"Okay, I'll let you know when the time is set," Mother Jin said.

Remembering the favor Su Yehao had mentioned, Zhao Yimeng tentatively asked, "How much are you planning to pay Su Yehao for the song invitation? That money-grubber is already looking forward to it."

Mother Jin thought for a moment and said, "Let's give that kid six hundred thousand, but I have to tell his mother so he doesn't take the money and mess around, and then blame it on me."

Social interactions are an art.

Growing up in a privileged family, Mrs. Jin Yu is undoubtedly proficient in this.

This time, the school chose two songs.

In addition to Su Yehao's song, the other song came from an old singer who used to be popular in his early years but had gradually faded away since the 1990s.

Whether a singer is satisfied with the price…

How would Zhao Yimeng's mother care?

But the Su family was different.

There was only one Su Yehao in the next generation. It would definitely be right to establish a good relationship in advance.

Moreover, Donghuang Group also has cooperation with Si Hai International, and she has known Su Yehao's mother for many years, so she readily divided a large piece of the cake and specially left it for Su Yehao.

As for the other singer.

If he wasn't satisfied with the price of 400,000 Hong Kong dollars, he could pack up and leave.

Anyway, it's not like they can't find anyone else, it doesn't matter at all.

Mother Jin didn't bother to care.

Secretly repaying Su Yehao for helping to write the lyrics, Zhao Yimeng's mind was filled with the line "Like the wind blowing across eight thousand miles, both the flowing clouds and the moon loved you," it sounded like a love poem.

The girl suddenly smiled.

Because her mother said that she would notify Su Yehao's mother about the six hundred thousand.

Zhao Yimeng could already imagine Su Yehao's expression when he found out about this—(￣△￣；)!!!

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Symbolically collecting rent, 10,000 Hong Kong dollars per month.

Nong Qingying didn't care, but instead felt it was cheap, and paid three months' rent in one go, a total of 30,000 yuan in cash.

It looked like she was prepared to stay for a while, but not for long.

Thinking about it, it made sense.

In three months, her house in the upscale Fengshui neighborhood should be ready to move into.

Su Yehao greeted the club manager who came to the door, only saying that the rent had already been paid, and not to tell anyone about him, especially Su's old man.

The club manager understood in seconds, thinking he knew what was going on.

Beauties often came to the golf course. This middle-aged manager, who had children, thought he had seen a lot, but was still mesmerized by Nong Qingying's figure and appearance. Besides envy, there was only envy.

Su Yehao didn't explain.

Even if he did, they wouldn't believe him, so why waste his breath.

In the current situation, even he himself felt like he was keeping a mistress in a golden house. It looked even more like it to others.

It was his first time here.

After looking at the house upstairs and downstairs, there were a total of four rooms, with an area of about 200 square meters, with front and back yards, and a European-style decoration, like a luxury hotel room.

Su Yehao liked the large balcony on the second floor the most.

Standing by the railing and looking south.

You can see the sea and the beach, the waves lapping against the reefs, and the beach is a dark color. It doesn't seem very suitable for vacation, there is too much sand and gravel, and there are many white broken shells.

Su Yehao had nothing to do, and Nong Qingying was even more free.

The two sat at the small round table on the balcony, drinking drinks and enjoying the sea breeze.

From bank loans to snacks, and where there are shopping malls, where it's good to take a walk at night.

All kinds of random things.

It was rare to see Nong Qingying wearing light makeup, and her foundation was quite good.

She untied her hair tie, her long hair was blown by the wind, and she was wearing a white shirt, sitting there in a comfortable position.

Su Yehao realized.

If it weren't for cooperating with the unlucky Xue family's youngest son and marrying into the Xue family early, Nong Qingying should be no different from other female college students.

Still in the age of naivety and ignorance about life, about to enter society, full of expectations for the days ahead.

She was indeed very young.

The maturity she put on, after all, had not been tempered by time, and lacked a bit of worldliness.

At this moment.

Su Yehao smiled and said to her, "Oh, I suddenly discovered that your face shape is very standard, it seems to be the golden ratio. Close your eyes and let me see."

"Hmm?"

Comfortable enough to almost fall asleep, Nong Qingying did as she was told and closed her eyes.

A few seconds later.

She realized that her lips were suddenly sealed.

She immediately widened her eyes, thinking, "Good heavens, he dares to sneak attack me!"

Su Yehao's eyes were smiling, and he was extremely proud.

He quickly took a few steps back, waved his hand, and said:

"This is interest, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford to eat. Remember not to speculate in stocks in Hong Kong City, and invest in Yahoo with me as soon as possible."

Nong Qingying had never heard of it, and didn't even know what Yahoo was.

Seeing that Su Yehao was really leaving.

His footsteps were hurried, as if he was afraid of being beaten, and he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Nong Qingying didn't get up, and suddenly thought of the scene on the yacht last time, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

She actually felt a little unsatisfied.

She snorted softly.

It was a pity that Su Yehao didn't see it.

Otherwise, even if he was really beaten, he would be reluctant to slip away.

This unintentional appearance was even more stunning than when she deliberately flirted…