Is This Book Written by Daddy?

"Eight hundred thousand for my painting?"

Lin Chen asked in surprise.

Xu Mengyao nodded.

Lin Chen said, "Why didn't you just sell the painting to him?"

Xu Mengyao said, "It's yours. Besides, you painted it because you wanted to teach Qian Qian. It has meaning to her. If you want to sell paintings, just paint another one."

Lin Chen considered it.

Childlike Heart Network had already transferred the six million to him. He originally had 8.2 million, so he now had over fourteen million in total.

This apartment was worth thirteen million at market price.

Since the owner was in a hurry to sell, he might be able to negotiate the price down further.

After buying the apartment, he would still have over one million left. Besides, his books would definitely continue earning him quite a bit of money.

Eight hundred thousand for a painting was very good, but he did not lack money now. There was no need for him to make it.

"Mengyao, would it put you in a difficult position if I don't sell it?"

Lin Chen asked.

Xu Mengyao shook her head. "No. But why won't you sell it? Eight hundred thousand isn't a small amount."

Lin Chen said, "I don't need the money. For now, I don't want to become famous. I just want Xiaoqian to grow up peacefully."

"I don't want to take Xiaoqian downstairs for exercise or to the supermarket, only to have crowds of people gathering around us."

Xu Mengyao stared at Lin Chen in surprise.

Everyone else tried everything they could to become famous, yet Lin Chen was actually this low-key.

"Lin Chen, I have a question."

"Your Cooking Skill is so impressive, your Language Talent is so high, and you're also this good at painting. Why have you been hiding it all?"

Xu Mengyao asked in confusion.

Lin Chen let out a long sigh. "The troubles of a genius are beyond your understanding."

Xu Mengyao said, "..."

She guessed, "You're too amazing, so you're afraid people will find out and take you away to use as a Guinea Pig?"

Lin Chen secretly gave Xu Mengyao a thumbs-up.

That was a great excuse.

Lin Chen smiled. "I think things are pretty good as they are. I get to stay with Xiaoqian every day and watch her grow up."

Xu Mengyao looked at Lin Chen.

She suddenly realized that Lin Chen seemed to have become more handsome lately.

That was indeed the case!

As Lin Chen's physique improved, his body was changing. He had not had abs before, but now he did.

Moreover, there were far fewer toxins in his body, his skin had improved, and his facial features naturally looked much more handsome.

"Mengyao, what are you looking at?"

"If you want to kiss me, I don't mind."

Lin Chen said with a chuckle.

A blush rose to Xu Mengyao's face. "Don't talk nonsense. Since you don't want to sell the painting, I'll turn Zhao Yanming down."

"Take good care of Qian Qian while she's sick."

With that, Xu Mengyao hurriedly opened the door and left.

Lin Chen chuckled.

It looked like he had a chance of melting Xu Mengyao's icy heart in the future.

"Qian Qian, Mommy still has things to do, so Mommy has to go. Mommy will come see you again in a few days. Oh, Mommy brought you a Fairy Tale book."

"Have Daddy read it to you."

Xu Mengyao took out Lin Yu's Fairy Tale Collection from her bag.

Lin Xiaoqian said in her sweet, childish voice, "Mommy, I've already heard it. Daddy wrote this. Daddy's stories are so nice."

Xu Mengyao froze.

"Daddy wrote this?"

Lin Xiaoqian said in her babyish voice, "That's right. Daddy, hurry and tell Mommy that you wrote it for me, okay?"

"That's right."

Lin Chen smiled and rubbed Lin Xiaoqian's head.

Xu Mengyao looked at Lin Chen in astonishment.

Lin Chen smiled. "Lin Yu is my Pen Name. Some Fairy Tale stories weren't very good, so I wrote my own. Xiaoqian likes listening to them, and I can make a little money on the side."

"You—"

Xu Mengyao did not even know what to say.

Lin Chen's cooking was top-notch, his Language Talent was extraordinarily high, his painting rivaled Xu Beihong's, and he was even this good at writing Fairy Tales.

"Mengyao, how about staying for lunch before you go?"

Lin Chen asked.

Xu Mengyao shook her head. "There are still matters at the company. Qian Qian, Mommy is leaving now. Be good and listen to Daddy."

"Mm-hmm."

"Mommy, kiss."

Xu Mengyao crouched down, and Lin Xiaoqian kissed her.

"Daddy kissed you, so I'll kiss you too."

"We both love you."

Lin Xiaoqian said sweetly.

Xu Mengyao said, "..."

She and Lin Chen had not kissed in the room! But there was no need to explain it to this little girl.

"Mengyao, Qian Qian has a cold, so it isn't convenient for her to go out. We won't see you off. Drive carefully."

"Okay."

Xu Mengyao left.

After returning to her car, she drove her Bentley toward the company.

"Lin Chen is actually Lin Yu!"

"Wait... Online, they said Lin Yu's calligraphy was exceptional. That means Lin Chen has another huge strength."

Xu Mengyao thought to herself.

She secretly complained about how her father had investigated back then. Lin Chen had so many strengths, yet he had failed to uncover a single one.

In the afternoon, Lin Xiaoqian took another Medicinal Bath and fell asleep.

Her fever had already gone down, but she was still coughing.

Ding-dong—

The doorbell rang, and Lin Chen went to open the door.

Outside was the young real estate agent he had called over.

"Mr. Lin."

"Is there a problem with the apartment?"

The young agent put on shoe covers as he entered and asked.

Lin Chen invited him to sit down. "There's nothing wrong with the apartment. My daughter and I are satisfied living here. If the price is right, I'm considering buying it."

The young agent's eyes lit up.

This was a windfall.

"Mr. Lin, the owner gave us a bottom price of thirteen million. But the market is poor right now, and it has been listed for quite a while without selling, so the price should still be negotiable."

"What price do you have in mind—"

Lin Chen smiled. "In the current market, offers are generally ten percent below asking. Ten percent off would be 11.7 million. I'll add a little more and make it an auspicious number: 11.88 million."

"Talk to the owner. If we can make a deal, I'll pay in full."

"If it works, it works. If not, forget it."

The young agent thought about it. Lin Chen's offer was not outrageous, so there should still be hope of persuading the owner.

"Mr. Lin, I'll do my best to make this deal happen."

The young agent stood up.

Lin Chen nodded. "Do it quickly. I have this much cash now, but I might not have it after some time. Even if the owner changes his mind then, I won't be able to buy it."

"Understood."

The young agent said goodbye and left.

Once downstairs, he quickly called the owner.

"11.5 million?"

"That's far too low. That's a loss of 1.5 million! If I sell at that price, I'll lose all the money I spent on renovations."

The owner said somewhat angrily.

The young agent said, "Manager Tan, the economy is sluggish right now. Not many people can afford an apartment worth over ten million, and there are a great many properties on the market."

"Do you need me to negotiate with him further? If you think the gap is too large and don't want to negotiate, then forget it."

On the other end, the owner was silent for a while before saying, "Negotiate some more. That price is really too low."

The young agent said, "Manager Tan, I'll do my best."

Two or three hours later, the young agent called again. He had "negotiated" the price up to 11.7 million.

The owner was dissatisfied.

That evening, the young agent "negotiated" the price up to 11.88 million.

"Manager Tan, I spent several hours pestering Mr. Lin to negotiate. He was getting angry, and he said this was the price. If you won't sell, don't contact him again."

"There's really nothing else I can do."

"What do you think—"

The young agent said helplessly.

The other side was silent for a while before saying, "Sell it to him."