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Feng Cheng stood rooted to where he was, caught in a dilemma.
Yan Hao glanced at him and sighed under the director’s watchful gaze. He walked forward and picked up the money, then patted Feng Cheng on the shoulder. “Men should be more gentlemanly. Don’t be calculative with girls.”
Even with a way out of his current predicament, Feng Cheng didn’t forget to smile painfully for the camera. “I too didn’t think that it’s safe here. I just didn’t expect Gu Ran to get so angry.”
Yan Hao: “…”
Even at a time like this, he was still acting. He really regretted volunteering to mediate!
Everyone stood still at the door of the homestay. Looking at the crumbling plague on the doorframe, the feeling of goosebumps came to everyone. Ma Yunyun asked with a trembling voice, “Maybe it’ll still be best… if we found another place?”
Creak. The door opened and an old lady with white hair walked out with a kind smile. “Is this Miss Gu Ran?”
“It’s me,” Gu Ran affirmed, stepping out to show her the details on her phone.
After the old lady confirmed the information, she turned around and called a man out of the house to carry their suitcases in.
“Do come in!”
Although the exterior of the homestay looked rather aged, the interior was actually really clean and there was plenty of room. Gu Ran and the others chose their rooms, then proceeded to place the food that they had packed from the buffet restaurant onto the dining table. After tidying up their rooms, everyone proceeded to sit down around the table.
“Gu Ran, does this homestay service cover food?” Liao Ping asked.
“Only breakfast and lunch.” Gu Ran replied.
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It dawned onto everyone at that moment that this was the reason why Gu Ran had packed takeaway back at the buffet restaurant.
A long-starving Ma Yunyun took the lead and picked up a piece of biscuit to eat, though not forgetting to pass Liao Ping a piece of cake as well. Liao Ping, however, thought that it contained too many calories, and chose to instead eat the box of vegetable salad that Gu Ran had packed separately.
Another box contained sandwiches and cut up steak. Mo Yancheng unceremoniously picked up his fork and helped himself.
“Oh, another thing. This place might be a bit secluded, but it still contains its own charm. Why is it that we could stay for free?”
“This homestay service was operating at the park in the past. With such a beautiful and elegant environment, it has attracted a lot of tourists to stay. But in recent years cemeteries in the city had become quite expensive, and the government decided to open this park to burials. With more graves popping up around here, the homestay’s business declined.” Gu Ran explained.
“The agreement that the boss and I had at first was five pounds for two rooms, but the boss said that they were shutting their business down in a few days’ time. The rooms were going to stay empty anyway, and so since we were willing to come here, they agreed to rent them to us free of charge so long as we are able to provide some expenses for food.”
Ma Yunyun sighed. “Poor Granny! Gu Ran, why don’t we give them a bit more money?”
Gu Ran side-eyes her and said neutrally, “Though the rental is free, there are still six of us. The daily food expenses would be at least ten pounds, and with the remaining cash going to whatever activities that the production crew had planned for us, where are we going to find that extra money?”
Ma Yunyun was speechless.
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“But Granny has such a kind heart, we need to at least do something to repay her! We can’t just take advantage of someone like this!” Feng Cheng cut in from out of nowhere.
Gu Ran sneered. “Mr Feng Cheng seems to be a rather popular idol back home, doesn’t he? Why don’t you stay here, be Granny’s advertiser for a few days, or invite your fans over to stay here? Perhaps then there might still be hope for this business!”
Feng Cheng :”…”
Mo Yancheng and the others said nothing. Yan Hao once again gave no thought to the words spewing out of Feng Cheng’s mouth.
Even if they were both artists from Lanyun, the distance between Feng Cheng and Gu Ran was really too large to count!