Chapter 299: What kind do you like?

Upon hearing this, Mou Lili was so angry she didn't know where to begin, "What is he coming to Beishi for?"

"He broke up with his girlfriend and doesn't have a job in the county, so he wants to go to Beishi to try his luck. It would be best if you could find him a job, but if you can't, just let him stay with you for now and let him look slowly."

"If he can't find a job, can't he help out at home selling steamed buns? He didn't even finish middle school and spends his days idling about. Do you think Beishi is some kind of shelter? That anyone who comes can have a job?"

"What kind of way is that to talk? Your younger brother is coming to rely on you now; are you really unwilling to help with even this? Besides, if you hadn't refused to marry Zhang Chao, he wouldn't have ended up in this state."

Mou Lili was furious to the point of dizziness.

She couldn't help but hang up the phone.

Returning home, she first took a shower, washed her hair, then put away her bank card, took her valuables to be stored, and even took her newly purchased recording equipment to be stored.

After doing all this, she then took a taxi to the train station and called Mou Dafu.

When Mou Dafu saw Mou Lili, he was extremely displeased, "I called you so many times, why didn't you pick up?"

"I was busy, I didn't hear it," Mou Lili said.

"Where do you live?" Mou Dafu asked again.

"You'll know if you follow me."

Mou Lili brought Mou Dafu back to the apartment.

She rented a one-bedroom apartment that was only about forty square meters; after entering, Mou Dafu didn't even change his shoes and flopped onto the sofa.

"I'm tired, pour me a glass of water, and also, if there's anything to eat, get me some."

Mou Lili said, "The water dispenser is right next to you, there are disposable cups inside, pour it yourself. You'll have to wait for food; I don't usually cook, I always order takeout."

With an extra person in the house, especially someone like Mou Dafu, Mou Lili just felt completely uncomfortable.

Although it was called a one-bedroom apartment, everything in the room was clear at a glance, and there was simply no private space.

Renting a place for him wasn't realistic either; this person was impulsive, and who knew if he would even be here tomorrow.

Mou Lili simply sat on the bed and played on her phone.

After the takeout arrived, Mou Dafu asked while eating, "Where am I sleeping tonight?"

Mou Lili pointed at her own apartment and said, "My place is only this big, where do you think you can sleep?"

Mou Dafu complained, "Didn't you say you were doing so well in Beishi? Why are you living in such a small place, not even a two-bedroom?"

"You probably don't know how high the housing prices in Beishi are, right?"

"Then at least rent a bigger one."

"When you earn the money, you can come rent one," Mou Lili said.

Mou Dafu didn't say a word.

Mou Lili asked again, "What kind of job do you plan to look for?"

Mou Dafu said, "I don't know, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After finishing the meal, Mou Lili went to take out the trash, and when she returned, she saw that Mou Dafu was already lying on her bed.

She couldn't help but tell him to get up, "Why are you sleeping on my bed?"

"You only have one bed here, if I don't sleep here, where do I sleep? You go sleep on the sofa yourself."

Mou Lili was so angry she laughed.

It was true; since childhood, no matter what good things there were, they always had to be given to him, so he naturally developed an entitled attitude.

Mou Lili said, "Alright then, you sleep here, I'll go out and find a place to sleep."

"Can't you sleep on the sofa? That sofa is low, it matches your height perfectly," Mou Dafu said as if it were only natural.

"Forget it, I don't sleep still, I'm prone to falling off."

"Then you still let me sleep there."

Mou Lili sneered in her heart.

Do you not have any idea who the owner is?

She took out her suitcase, packed the clothes she wore often, and then carried the suitcase out the door.

This apartment lease would expire in another month; Mou Dafu could live there if he wanted to.

She left the apartment building and sat on a bench in the garden downstairs.

For a moment, she didn't know where to go.

At that moment, she thought of Ling Feng.

Given Ling Feng's personality, it wouldn't be impossible for her to go rely on him, but once she thought about the family gap between her and Ling Feng, she gave up on the idea.

She also thought of Xiaojuan.

However, she and Xiaojuan and the others were ultimately just in a working relationship; as soon as she resigned from the bar job, they stopped being in contact.

Just like ordinary colleagues, once someone leaves the job, they certainly wouldn't hang out together anymore.

In the end, she went to the recording studio.

When Qiu Ge saw her coming over with a suitcase, he even asked in surprise, "You're too hardworking; even if recording videos can make money, you can't treat the recording studio as your own home."

Mou Lili smiled, "I just want to stay for two days temporarily, consider it helping you cover a shift; I'll move out once I find a place to stay."

"You don't even have a place to live anymore, do you?" Qiu Ge asked curiously.

"A relative came to the house, so I gave the place to him."

"Either it's a very important relative, or a relative you can't afford to offend," Qiu Ge said with a smile.

Mou Lili smiled and didn't answer.

Qiu Ge gave the duty room to her, and he went home to be with his wife and children.

This recording studio was opened in an office building, and it was very quiet at night; the equipment outside could be used at will, but she no longer had the mood.

At the same time, Ling Feng was also looking at his phone.

After attending Bai Shunan's wedding, Ling Feng felt life was even more boring.

It wasn't that he was still dwelling on Bai Shunan, but that he was truly bored.

He wanted to find someone to chat with, but there was no suitable candidate, and finally, he thought of Mou Lili.

Ever since that day, she hadn't reached out to him, and he hadn't reached out to her.

The two had clearly shared the most intimate of relations, yet it was as if nothing had happened between them at all.

Ling Feng himself had been with many women before, but very few women made him unable to forget them.

Mou Lili was one of them.

He scrolled to her WeChat profile picture, tapped it, and was about to call, but just then, his phone received a call.

It was from his mother.

"Son, what are you doing?" Ling Mu asked.

Ling Feng said, "Not doing anything, just spacing out, looking at my phone."

Ling Mu said, "Tomorrow, the daughter of a friend of mine is returning from abroad; go to the airport and pick her up."

Ling Feng asked, "How old is she? Is she an adult?"

"27 years old, a PhD graduate; do you think she's an adult or not?"

"Since she's that old, she can perfectly well come back on her own."

"You fool, do you know that you're destined to grow old alone like this?" Ling Mu said helplessly.

"So it turns out you want me to go on a blind date."

"At your age, you still don't have a steady girlfriend; do you know that others will think you have a psychological disorder? My friend's daughter has great conditions, she's a highly educated woman, and her family background is quite good; she's more than enough for you."

"Mom, with such good conditions, it's better to leave her for someone else; I don't want to ruin such a good girl."

"You're not satisfied even with good conditions? Then what kind do you like?"

Ling Feng said, "Someone from a small county, whose parents sell steamed buns, and who sings in a bar herself; would that be okay?"