Chapter 466: The Acting Type

Yang Yin just got to the third floor, and the enthusiastic Big Aunt grabbed her by the hand.

"Talented man, beautiful woman, talented man, beautiful woman, Fang dama, come quickly and see—this little girl is just too pretty."

Big Aunt deliberately pulled Yang Yin close, and now Fang dama was completely speechless.

Big Aunt kept going: "No wonder Xiao Lu couldn't answer earlier; she actually isn't working at all—she's a university student."

Since the person's partner was brought right up front, it proved that Lu Cheng was telling the truth, so Fang dama had to put away her intention of borrowing a house.

"University student, good, university student, good…"

Fang dama could only grin awkwardly.

Yang Yin's eyes curved into crescents: "Hello, Big Aunt."

"Hey hey, hello, hello, um, I'm going to cook, you two keep chatting."

Seeing no advantage left, Fang dama simply found a reason to leave.

Watching Fang dama's dejected look, Big Aunt was delighted, pulling Yang Yin to ask all sorts of questions.

How old are you this year? Where do you live? Which university are you attending? When will you graduate? What do your parents do?

Lu Cheng, standing nearby, listened and almost laughed; Big Aunt was so enthusiastic, it was like checking household registrations.

Fortunately, Yang Yin was very patient, a faint smile always on her face, answering Big Aunt's questions one by one.

"Oh dear, Qingbei University, that's a top school; your father is a professor, that's really impressive."

Big Aunt said, looking at Lu Cheng: "I'm telling Xiao Lu, a girl with such good conditions is hard to find; you'd better treat her well."

Before Lu Cheng could speak, Yang Yin bragged: "Did you hear? Treat me better. Big Aunt is an experienced one; she lost me, and you won't find anyone as good as me again."

What could Lu Cheng say? Yang Yin was just cooperating with his act, and she performed so well that Lu Cheng could only keep nodding.

At this moment Big Aunt asked again: "So Xiao Yang, when are you two planning to get married? When the time comes, be sure to tell Big Aunt; even though I don't have much money, I can still afford a red envelope."

Hearing that, Lu Cheng thought Big Aunt's enthusiasm was a bit over the top, offering a red envelope to strangers.

But it's also normal; in these tube‑shaped apartment blocks, neighbors live together for decades. There's a saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors—neighbors you get along with are truly like family.

Just because Lu Cheng dared to deal with Laimao earned him recognition from many people.

Also, Lu Cheng's Train Police status will make it easy to send things from elsewhere or for family members to catch a ride.

"Lu Jingzhang, when are we getting married?"

Following Big Aunt's words, Yang Yin suddenly added.

Lu Cheng thought, it was just acting; a couple of lines would do.

"You decide, you decide…"

"I decide? Then, instead of picking an auspicious date, why not just today—let's get married today."

Lu Cheng was speechless: "Marry today? It's not you…"

"What's that? You don't want to marry me!"

"I…"

"Big Aunt, look at him—aren't all men like this? The moment you mention marriage they get scared; they just want to have fun."

Lu Cheng's forehead filled with a black line; Yang Yin was getting addicted to acting, and she was performing way too realistically.

Fortunately Big Aunt stepped in to smooth things over: "Hey, don't argue, don't argue. You youngsters love to make a fuss, but getting married today is definitely out of the question. This matter needs both families to sit together and discuss—marriage isn't a child's play…"

Yang Yin nodded: "Mm‑mm, I know, Big Aunt. I'm just testing whether he's sincere."

Big Aunt immediately said: "Don't worry, Xiao Lu will definitely be sincere with you; if he ever doesn't marry you, I won't accept him."

Yang Yin immediately grabbed Big Aunt's arm: "Alright, Big Aunt, we've agreed—if he marries another woman and moves in here, you must never show her any favor; better yet, kick her out…"

Big Aunt laughed: "No problem, I promise you; I'll definitely see to it."

Lu Cheng instantly became anxious upon hearing that.

This is just nonsense.

He'll definitely marry in the future, but Yang Yin's words cut off his fallback plan.

"Hey hey hey, how can you say that?"

Yang Yin twisted her neck: "Why can't I say that? What do you mean? Does it mean you don't plan to marry me? Is there already someone in your heart?"

Three questions in a row left Lu Cheng opening his mouth for a long time, yet he couldn't utter a rebuttal.

"No one, no one… that thing, Big Aunt, I'll take her away first."

Anyway, as long as Fang dama knows he has a partner, Yang Yin can't stay any longer.

He now regrets it; from now on, if he wants to flirt with any little girl in the family courtyard, he must constantly watch that none of these Big Aunts see him.

Otherwise he'd be a modern version of Chen Shimei, eating from the bowl while watching the pot.

"Hey, aren't you eating here?" Mei Ju, who was cooking, shouted suddenly.

"No, Mei Ju, I'm taking her to a restaurant."

Watching Lu Cheng hurriedly pull Yang Yin away, Mei Ju laughed and shook her head.

Inside, she sighed, recalling how that year she mistakenly thought Lu Cheng was a match‑making prospect; now seeing his partner is a university student, she realized how absurd her earlier thoughts were.

Just after reaching the ground floor and seeing no one around, Lu Cheng pressed Yang Yin against the stairwell.

"Just let you say a couple of words, why are you babbling nonstop?"

Yang Yin turned her head away: "That's not my fault. I was just trying to act realistically so people wouldn't doubt me—just say my acting is good, okay?"

Lu Cheng inhaled: "Hmm, indeed not bad. I think you shouldn't go abroad; just graduate and become an actor—your acting would be a waste if you don't star in a movie."

Yang Yin hurriedly followed: "Really? Don't say that—I actually do want to be an actor; I've loved performing since I was little…"

"If I really become an actor, maybe you'll see me on screen someday; if I win some international award, you'll recognize me, and your honor…"

Yang Yin trailed behind, already daydreaming about standing under the spotlight.

Lu Cheng ignored her endless chatter, walking quickly; as he passed the clothesline, Laimao suddenly shouted.

Lu Cheng, when are you finally letting me go? I want to eat, you're going to starve me to death.

Lu Cheng ignored him; the fact that he can still call out shows he isn't hungry enough yet.

Yang Yin glanced at Laimao handcuffed to the iron pole, caught up to Lu Cheng at the car shed, and asked curiously, "Why did you handcuff him?"

Lu Cheng pulled out the old two-wheeled cart: "This guy needs a lesson; I'm helping him correct his mistakes… Come on, let's go eat first, then I'll take you ice-skating."

Then don't you need to go back to the Da Za Yuan to get your ice skates?

Lu Cheng patted the car seat: "No need to get them; I'll rent them at the rink. I can't let my mom know I'm back."

Why?