Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 570

Chapter 570: Chapter 570

Even though Yang Fan had made himself very clear, the beautiful young woman simply refused to acknowledge it.

She angrily said to Yang Fan, "You can negotiate the price, but don’t use these tactics to slander my house. What has my perfectly good house become in your words? A haunted house, is that it?"

"It’s fine, business is business, and compassion remains. I won’t spread this, and you can keep refusing to admit it. If we don’t buy it, so be it," said Yang Fan, nodding. "But I do have a piece of advice for you, when you insist on making money at the expense of other people’s well-being, even against your conscience, trouble tends to find you first."

"And if there’s a loss of life, they’ll naturally want your life in return. Think about it carefully, the living who move in here don’t understand what’s going on, but when they die, everything becomes crystal clear. Don’t you think they would hold a grudge and seek revenge?"

Old Zhou hadn’t actually grasped what Yang Fan was doing or talking about yet.

But he wisely did not interrupt Yang Fan’s speech, instead leaving the negotiation to Yang Fan while he continued to examine the house, looking over some details.

The complexion of the beautiful young woman fluctuated uncertainly as she stared at Yang Fan, then suddenly snapped, "Are you trying to scare me?"

"Why would I bother scaring you for no reason? Don’t overthink it. Your house isn’t our only option, after all; we’re not about to hang ourselves on one tree. I’m just speaking out because I don’t want to see anything happen, that’s all," replied Yang Fan.

"In the end, believe it or not, it’s up to you. It really doesn’t matter to me."

Seizing the opportunity, Old Zhou quickly said, "Let’s go, let’s go. Since that’s the case, there doesn’t seem to be any need to look further."

The beautiful young woman’s expression remained changeable as she stood on the stairs and watched Yang Fan and Old Zhou descend.

Yang Fan and Old Zhou left the house without the beautiful young woman attempting to stop them.

"Fanzi, is there really something wrong with this house?" Old Zhou asked in a low voice.

Yang Fan nodded, "Yes, something is very wrong, something bad might have happened here."

"Damn, was this all just a wild-goose chase?" cursed Old Zhou under his breath.

Yang Fan nodded again, "She’s not compromising. If that woman were willing to compromise, you might have been able to snag a bargain."

"What do you mean by that?" Old Zhou asked before quickly catching on, his voice filled with surprise, "Are you saying that even if there’s a problem with this house, you can handle it?"

"Not necessarily, but I can call spirits!" Yang Fan said with a smile.

Old Zhou looked at Yang Fan with amazement and exclaimed, "Fanzi, it’s incredible. I never thought I’d see the aura of a master in you."

"Is that supposed to be a compliment or an insult?" Yang Fan said, speechless.

"Of course, it’s a compliment!" Old Zhou chuckled with a sly grin, as if he was plotting something towards Yang Fan.

"The problem is, now that the house deal didn’t go through, how are we going to keep tabs on Bi Gang? We can’t even enter the estate," Old Zhou pointed out.

"If it comes to it, we’ll just have to watch from the outside," Yang Fan said. "There’s no need to insist on getting inside the compound. And you should stop linking this to buying a house; purchasing property is a serious matter after all."

"I know that, but it doesn’t matter for the houses in this complex... except for this one," Old Zhou declared.

Just then, the beautiful young woman suddenly jogged out after them. "Can we negotiate some more?"

"Beauty, I still really want to make a deal with you. Tell me your thoughts," Old Zhou said.

His restless heart felt like it was almost uncontrollable at this point.

"One million two hundred thousand yuan, and you deal with the house’s issues yourselves!" the beautiful young woman said. "The house does have some problems, but they are not as exaggerated as this young man described. In fact, it seems like there is some minor ghostly disturbance."

"When we lived there, we often had things opening our doors in the middle of the night, and strange liquids would drip from the ceiling. It was because of these things that we were too scared to stay."

"One hundred thousand yuan, I think you should be able to find a very good Yin Yang Master to solve this issue," she added.

"One million!" Old Zhou raised a finger and spoke bluntly. "Whether ten thousand yuan can solve the problem with a super Yin Yang Master is one thing, but the fact that your house is haunted is another. What if this ’simple matter’ you mentioned cannot be resolved by us? What if my money is just wasted in there?"

"Besides, if it were really simple, you definitely would have resolved it long ago, instead of dragging it out until now. Someone who owns two properties on Tongji Street, I don’t think, would struggle to afford a skilled Yin Yang Master."

The beautiful young woman suddenly gritted her teeth in frustration, as if she had inadvertently given away her bottom line.

"You definitely tried seeking help before, otherwise, you wouldn’t abandon such fine decorations and move to another house," Old Zhou said. "One million. If we can talk, let’s talk. If not, let’s forget it. Our time is precious."

"...Fine," the beautiful young woman bit her teeth. "One million it is. I give up, okay?"

Yang Fan added a comment, "It’s not about you giving up. If you put it that way, whether or not we buy the house might need reconsideration. You’re simply ditching a hot potato on us, making it seem like we’re the ones getting a bargain. I just told Old Zhou, taking this house is a gamble for us."

"It’s gambling on a three in ten chance of success, with a seven in ten chance the house becomes an unsellable haunted house. There are things you’re well aware of and so are we, so there’s no need to act as if you’ve been hugely wronged."

The beautiful young woman gave Yang Fan a look, then suddenly smirked and said, "You, young man, must be single. With that venomous tongue of yours, getting married would be tough, unless some girl is blind."

"Alright, my mistake, okay?"

Old Zhou suddenly burst into laughter. "Beauty, you’re really mistaken on this, he’s actually having a hard time choosing who!"

The beautiful young woman was taken aback for a moment, surprised that Yang Fan could have such options, "Turns out several girls are blind, juggling several relationships, sooner or later you’ll break down—almost the same as being single."

"Can you tell us the detailed situation of the house now? I need to assess the level of danger," Yang Fan said.

"Sign the contract first," the beautiful young woman demanded.

"I can give you a deposit first, we need to resolve the issues as soon as possible, and there’s no time to prepare the contract that quickly," Old Zhou replied, remembering they had another pressing issue to deal with.

"We’ll talk after the contract is signed," the beautiful young woman insisted with her arms crossed.

She was very determined.

Yang Fan smiled faintly. "I think since we’ve agreed on the deal, there’s no need to be so cautious. The deposit is given, are you scared we’ll run off halfway? You were so assertive just now, and suddenly you’re playing this game, still claiming your house has no issues. If I randomly placed something in your home, it would disturb your peace just the same."