For the next few days, it felt like I was celebrating the New Year.
Meng Yifan had escaped danger and cheated death. To me, that was cause for tremendous celebration.
Now that he was safe, I naturally relaxed too.
My lease happened to be up, so I simply moved in with Meng Yifan.
I actually owned a place-the one my dad and grandfather had left me.
But I didn't dare go back and live there.
It wasn't really that I didn't dare. Living there just made me sad.
I had no plans to sell it, much less rent it out. I would just leave it empty.
Meng Yifan's place had three bedrooms and a living room. Now that he was single again, he was lonely living alone, so he had Song Xiaotian move in too.
The three of us worked during the day and spent our evenings eating, drinking, and having fun. Life was pretty good.
But we really were busy during the day. Lately, Meng Yifan had been focused on nothing but selling Tao Xiaoyu's villa and recouping some money.
Aside from the three of us, our agency only had four employees left.
Two of them were Xie Peng and Li Xingyang, who had joined us right after graduation.
Of the other two, one was Sun Tianyang. He was well into his thirties and was our star salesman. His sales figures used to be even better than mine.
The other was a woman named Lin Qiao. She was twenty-seven and had also been with us for years.
If we wanted to sell Tao Xiaoyu's villa and make a huge profit from it, Meng Yifan definitely couldn't handle it himself. After all, he knew Tao Xiaoyu's family very well.
So he sent Sun Tianyang and Lin Qiao to approach Tao