The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 103 - 103 103 Inviting the Wolf into the House

103: Chapter 103: Inviting the Wolf into the House 103: Chapter 103: Inviting the Wolf into the House “When will Big Brother Lin be able to move back in?”

Meng Xue’er spoke softly as always, but the shyness and timidity in her bright eyes were somewhat lessened.

Blinking her moist eyes, she stared steadily at Lin Fei, her gaze filled with doubt and expectation.

“I can’t say for certain.

It could be a few days or even months.”

Most likely he would never return.

After saying this aloud, Lin Fei added this to himself silently.

Lin Fei merely made a casual comment, but to Meng Xue’er’s ears, it transmitted an entirely different feeling.

Meng Xue’er was innocent, but innocence didn’t equal foolishness.

Initially, when Old Wang suggested she cohabitate with Lin Fei, she was a bit reluctant because she didn’t know what kind of person Lin Fei was.

However, out of trust for Old Wang and, most importantly, considering her own financial situation, Meng Xue’er did not raise any objections.

By now, she had been living in Lin Fei’s rental property for a while, yet Lin Fei, her sub-landlord, had never returned home, not even once.

While this greatly reduced Meng Xue’er’s discomfort with the unfamiliar environment, as time went on, it inevitably gave rise to doubts.

Today, she mustered the courage to ask Lin Fei directly, yet he responded with such an uncertain answer, undoubtedly deepening the worry in her heart.

“Right, I’m sorry, Big Brother Lin.

I will move out tomorrow.

This is this month’s rent.

The rest I will pay back as soon as I earn the money,” she said.

While speaking, Meng Xue’er took out some change from her small cross-body bag and carefully handed it to Lin Fei.

Meng Xue’er was undoubtedly pure, not only in her appearance and demeanor but more so in her soul, which remained unstained by the filth of society.

She was without guile, and thus couldn’t imagine that Lin Fei was doing this to reduce the burden of living on her.

Although she realized Lin Fei was intentionally staying away, the only reason she could think of was that Lin Fei disliked her and didn’t welcome her living in his rental space.

Meng Xue’er valued highly the help Lin Fei had offered to Old Wang.

In her eyes, Lin Fei was a true benefactor and a good man.

Thinking that Lin Fei might be avoiding his home because of her, Meng Xue’er felt the only solution was to move out of his property.

“Why move out?

Are you uncomfortable living there?”

Though Lin Fei sensed something was off with Meng Xue’er’s emotions, even with all his wits, he couldn’t fully grasp the girl’s thoughts.

If Lin Fei knew that Meng Xue’er worried about him “having a home he couldn’t return to,” he would probably find it overwhelmingly adorable.

As it stood, the only one in the world who could keep Lin Fei from returning home was none other than Mu Shanshan.

“No, it’s not that, I just…”

Meng Xue’er fidgeted with the change, stammering without being able to explain herself clearly.

Seeing Lin Fei staring at her, her pretty face flushed red, Meng Xue’er mustered her sparse courage to speak louder, “Big Brother Lin, you are a good person.

I don’t want you to be unable to return home because of me.”

After blurting it all out in one breath, Meng Xue’er didn’t dare to see Lin Fei’s reaction.

Her tender white hands clutched the change, her eyes tightly shut, and her ample chest heaving enough to reveal her inner nervousness.

Lin Fei was somewhat amused and exasperated by Meng Xue’er’s behavior.

“Little Xue’er, actually I was going to tell you that I’m already married.” Lin Fei had intended to reveal this to Meng Xue’er, but the words felt impossible to utter at that moment.

If he truly told Meng Xue’er the reality, even if she chose to stay, she would certainly insist on paying the full rent.

This would defy Lin Fei’s original intention of helping Meng Xue’er.

If initially, Lin Fei’s assistance was motivated by his connection with Old Wang, his subsequent interactions with Meng Xue’er led to a fondness for her pure and thoroughly straightforward nature.

This fondness was not romantic but a heartfelt admiration.

Speaking with Meng Xue’er, so pure and guileless, always left Lin Fei refreshed, as if his soul had been cleansed.

She was like a soothing cup of tea.

“Anyway, I definitely don’t dislike you, so feel free to stay as long as you want in my place.

You can pay the rent whenever you have some spare cash,” Lin Fei concluded, unsure of how else to explain, as being honest was not an option.

Nor did he want Meng Xue’er to feel that his help was a handout.

This situation brought Lin Fei a bit of melancholy.

Trying to be a good person was difficult; it involved lies and misunderstandings.

Lin Fei couldn’t help but lament that being bad seemed easier than being good.

“Lin, Big Brother Lin, do you really not dislike me?”

Meng Xue’er asked with her face burning red, slightly lifting her chin in a small surprise.

In fact, having settled in for a while, Meng Xue’er found Lin Fei’s rental quite comfortable and was even getting used to it.

Of course, the main reason was that Lin Fei’s place was very close to Old Wang’s house and not too far from her school.

If possible, Meng Xue’er was indeed considering staying there for a long time.

“Of course, Little Xue’er is so beautiful, I would like nothing more than to like you.

How could I possibly dislike you?

If you don’t believe me, come here, let Big Brother Lin give you a kiss.”

Lin Fei spoke with a smile, stretching out his arms and stepping toward Meng Xue’er.