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Chapter 447 - 264: The First Cup at the Opening

Chapter 447: Chapter 264: The First Cup at the Opening

Buying a house is a big deal for ordinary people, but for Chen Cheng now, it’s as easy as drinking water.

Although the house in Palm Springs was vacant, Chen Cheng had already promised the Liu sisters, so he thought he still should choose a new set for Meng Wanning.

After the two had breakfast at the townhouse, Chen Cheng picked up his phone and began searching for suitable properties.

He remembered one of Meng Wanning’s requests was to be closer to the opera troupe for convenience.

"Wan Wan, I see there’s a new property development over there, let’s go have a look. Pick a big house, you’ll live more comfortably."

Meng Wanning smiled sweetly: "I don’t even want your car, why would I want a house?"

Chen Cheng was stunned for half a second, "I just promised your master."

"You promised because it’s your business, whether I want it or not is my business."

Meng Wanning shook her head happily, "I don’t want to be tied down by houses and cars. My choice to be with you has never been about money. Even if you were penniless, I’d still be with you."

Chen Cheng gazed at her enamored, perhaps she was the only other girl besides Xiao Meier who could say such things.

"I don’t want to tie you down with houses and cars, I just want to give you a better life. You’re with me, and of course, I want to treat you well."

Meng Wanning looked up, her bright eyes fixed on Chen Cheng, her love unhidden:

"I know your intentions, but I really don’t need these. My current life is already good, having you and loving my career, I’m satisfied."

"Besides, you didn’t make money easily, I saw you stressed out in Qianzhou, so, I don’t want it."

Chen Cheng, hands on his hips, faced Meng Wanning who was refusing his kindness for the second time, he smiled helplessly.

"Then at least pick a place to live outside the opera troupe?" he asked.

"Let’s go rent one," Meng Wanning expressed her thoughts, "you can’t stay with me all the time anyway, let’s not waste that money."

"We’ll just choose a nicer community outside the opera troupe and build a small home for us."

Meng Wanning tugged Chen Cheng’s arm, swaying slightly: "If you’re ever tired or unhappy, just come here. I’ll massage your shoulders, tell you stories."

Her tone full of longing, "We can also plant flowers on the balcony, go to the movies together on weekends, stroll through the supermarket..."

Chen Cheng listened to her describing their future, a warm current surged in his heart.

He knew in his heart that Meng Wanning’s "cozy little home" and Wen Shulin’s "secret garden" both belonged to his life, but were fundamentally different.

Wen Shulin’s villa garden resembled a meticulously arranged stage, luxurious and lavish, but lacking a bit of true life atmosphere.

The two only saw that as a place to rest, not a home.

Whereas Meng Wanning’s imagined home was entirely different.

It was a harbor filled with love and warmth, a true "home."

No need for luxurious decorations, no need for expensive furniture, only needing two people who love each other, support each other, and manage together.

Meng Wanning didn’t need him to play any role, she only wanted his true self, a shoulder to rely on, someone to confide in.

This difference, was like finding a peaceful oasis in the noisy city, where there’s no deception, no competition, only the purest love and the most sincere companionship.

"Will you promise me?" Meng Wanning looked up pleadingly at Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng smiled tenderly: "Okay."

"Shall we go look at the house now?"

Chen Cheng nodded.

Meng Wanning jumped up, hugged Chen Cheng, "But, it’s agreed, we’re only renting, not buying!"

"Okay, I’ll listen to you."

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Thanks to the time spent finding storefronts through an agent recently, Chen Cheng had quite a few resources at hand, and soon found a small ground-floor apartment near the Beijing Opera troupe.

The house, although not large, only a small three-bedroom, was clean and tidy, and had a small yard on the ground floor, which perfectly fulfilled Meng Wanning’s desire to garden.

Chen Cheng watched Meng Wanning excitedly planning the layout of the flowers and plants in the yard, a smile forming on his lips.

"Planting roses here, gardenias there, and mint over there," Meng Wanning gestured and chattered, "and it’s also close to the opera troupe, I can walk there in the morning."

She happily took Chen Cheng’s hand, "Grandpa, shall we settle here?"

Chen Cheng smiled, "Sure, if you think it’s good, then it’s good."

"How can you say if I think it’s good?" Meng Wanning pouted, "You have to be satisfied too."

"Satisfied, satisfied, wherever you are, I’m satisfied."

Chen Cheng wrapped his arm around Meng Wanning’s shoulders, "Do we need to buy some new furniture?"

"This is good enough, it’s not broken or damaged." Meng Wanning looked around, "We just need to purchase some daily necessities, like pots and pans, sheets and bedding."

She tilted her head, thinking, "Once everything is set, we’ll invite the master and Mr. Jin over, have a fire, and that will make it official."

"No problem."

Meng Wanning chattered like a child about her ideas, and in the end, she even paid a year’s rent and signed the contract.

Just like she said, she didn’t spend Chen Cheng’s money, keeping their relationship pure.

Chen Cheng didn’t stop her, knowing Meng Wanning’s stubbornness and independence, and he respected her desire for an equal contribution.