Chapter 248: The Torn Skirt
Yang Fan really took the concept of playing hooky to extremes today.
First, he avoided Little Mother’s teasing and then Yang Yuan’s lack of propriety.
Just after one in the afternoon, this poor kid had no choice but to ride his tricycle up to the town.
He might as well check out the property.
Today the negativity back home was a bit strong.
During the meal, Little Mother gave Yang Fan three phone numbers, all reportedly for places available for rent.
Once he arrived in town, Yang Fan bought himself a bottle of ice-cold Coke, sat by the roadside, and dialed the first number.
This damn weather, even the blowing wind carried a scorching heat.
It felt as though a hair dryer was being aimed right at his face.
"Hello."
A soft feminine voice came through the phone, sweet as sugar.