Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 105: The Passionate Hospitality of the Stunningly Be

"Miss Zheng Miaomiao, I’ll give you two choices as well. Either you pay the rent imdiately, or you terminate the contract and pack up to leave," Lin Fan chuckled.

Miao Miao snorted, stood up, and said angrily, "Fine, I’ll pay. You’re not cute at all!"

Miao Miao picked up her phone from the side and imdiately transferred the money to Lin Fan.

Ding dong!

Lin Fan quickly received an SMS notification saying that 105,800 had been credited to his bank account!

Lin Fan was delighted deep inside; he had finally received his first rent paynt, officially starting his new career as a landlord.

This amount, though not much, was enough to give his sister so pocket money.

Lin Fan laid his phone down with satisfaction and lifted his eyes to playfully appraise Miao Miao. The truth confird his speculation: this woman wasn’t unable to pay the rent—she was just trying to find ways not to. Lin Fan wouldn’t go easy on won like her.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Rember to pay the rent on ti next month as well. Oh, only my girlfriend gets a rent discount, too bad you’re not my type."

After saying that, Lin Fan got up and walked out.

Miao Miao was fuming: "You!"

He actually dared to say she wasn’t his type! It was almost like saying she was ugly.

Miao Miao sat down, still indignant in front of the cara: "I’m so angry, I hate these straight guys the most!"

Comnts ca flooding in to console her.

"It’s okay, Miao Miao, you’re my type!"

"He doesn’t know how to appreciate beauty; serves him right for being single!"

"This straight guy is beyond hope; no wonder he’s so rich and still single!"

"Don’t be upset Miao Miao, I’ll give you a rent discount."

Seeing a fan send a virtual rocket, Miao Miao wasn’t as angry anymore.

She felt a bit regretful. In hindsight, she shouldn’t have done the live stream; she embarrassed herself in front of her fans and revealed she was living in a mansion with a 100,000 monthly rent.

Bla it on Lin Fan; who would’ve thought this guy could resist her charms and even say she’s not his type? It was simply humiliating.

Miao Miao felt unsettled. Her charm tactics usually worked flawlessly, yet Lin Fan was her first failure.

"You stubborn man, what type do you even like?" Miao Miao couldn’t help but wonder.

anwhile, Lin Fan had left the 12th floor and taken the elevator to the 16th floor, intending to greet his tenant.

He pressed the elevator button for the 16th floor.

Soon, he heard a female voice from inside saying, "Coming!"

The door opened, and Lin Fan’s eyes lit up.

The woman who answered the door was a stunning beauty!

Crucially, she dressed very casually at ho...

Lin Fan nearly got a nosebleed.

"Miss Nie Qiao’er? Hello, I’m your new landlord," Lin Fan said, struggling to tear his eyes away from her and presented the property deed.

Nie Qiao’er took the property deed and looked at it, smiling. "I heard from the property managent that there’s a new landlord here. I didn’t expect you to be so young and handso!"

Her eyes curved into charming crescents as she smiled.

"Haha, just alright," Lin Fan said modestly.

Nie Qiao’er reached out and took Lin Fan’s hand, "Co in and have a seat. You ca at the right ti; I’m just cooking. Stay for a al?"

"Oh, it’s embarrassing," Lin Fan said, but his body honestly walked inside.

The room was clean and tidy, indicating Nie Qiao’er was a neat person. However, there were many objects in the room, especially instrunts—there were simply too many of them.

Lin Fan felt this was similar to Liu ngjie’s ho. Last ti he visited Liu ngjie, he also saw many instrunts.

"Mr. Lin, please sit down and have so water. The food will be ready soon," Nie Qiao’er warmly invited Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled, "No need to be so polite. I’m just here to introduce myself. From your information, I see you’re a freelance musician?"

Nie Qiao’er replied, "Yes, I mainly create songs online."

Nie Qiao’er had a musical dream since childhood. Currently, she writes songs online, composing and writing lyrics herself, and performing by herself. Her daily work involves staying ho and working on her creations.

Lin Fan smiled, "You renting here must an your inco is quite substantial. You must be quite the musical talent."

Nie Qiao’er blushed, "Mr. Lin, please don’t joke. I indeed love music passionately, but don’t dare claim to be a musical talent. I don’t make much money from music right now. Every month, I pay 1,000 for rent, and the rest is covered by my family."

Lin Fan broke into a sweat; it seed Nie Qiao’er was a rich and beautiful woman, with her family being well off.

Nie Qiao’er continued, "I originally didn’t want to rent such an expensive place, but my dad didn’t want to see settle, so he rented this for . My wish is to earn money through songwriting and at least be able to pay my rent myself!"

"Then you have to work hard," Lin Fan encouraged her with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, you sit for a while. I’ll go and take care of things in the kitchen," Nie Qiao’er said, heading to the kitchen.

Soon, Lin Fan slled a burnt odor wafting from the kitchen.

Lin Fan felt sothing bad might have happened. Without saying anything, he stood up and moved aside to avoid the sll.

Suddenly, he noticed a stack of papers filled with musical notes beside the electronic piano, a draft of a song!

Bored, Lin Fan picked it up for a look. With his current musical talent, he imdiately saw it was a half-written new song that had gone off the rails.

The creator had run out of inspiration halfway through, making many alterations but ended up in a dead end.

Still, the lody of this song was catchy and innovative. If not for the mishaps, it would have been an excellent new song.

In the end, the creator had talent, but the level of songwriting wasn’t enough. At Nie Qiao’er’s current level, unless guided by a master, she was unlikely to turn things around.

Lin Fan, however, was just the master.

After receiving the reward of top-level musical talent, he hadn’t been using it much, and now, unable to resist the urge, he picked up a pen and swiftly wrote...

Everything done in one go!

Just after putting down the pen, he heard Nie Qiao’er say, "Mr. Lin, co eat."

Nie Qiao’er carried the dish from the kitchen.

"Okay," Lin Fan walked over to the table and his eyes darkened upon seeing the dish.

This plate, pitch black, emitting a burnt sll and resembling sothing unspeakable—what on earth was it?

"Mr. Lin, I get bored at ho alone, so I’ve been learning to cook. Lately, I’ve really enjoyed cooking. This is my Coca-Cola chicken wings; would you try so?" Nie Qiao’er earnestly invited Lin Fan.

Lin Fan broke into a cold sweat; this thing is Coca-Cola chicken wings?

Are you sure eating it won’t kill soone?

Girl, you should give up cooking...

"Um... actually, I’m not very hungry, so you go ahead and eat," Lin Fan awkwardly smiled. He wouldn’t eat it even if you threatened him.

Nie Qiao’er giggled, "I’ve made too much to eat alone. Don’t be polite; co help with so."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Lin Fan reluctantly picked up the chopsticks, braving himself, and picked the smallest piece to put in his mouth.

Chewing.

My God, what am I chewing on? It feels like a blend of unspeakable elents—this taste really exists? Where am I, and what’s the aning of life?

Lin Fan held his breath and turned into a soulless chewing machine.

Completely unaware, Nie Qiao’er smiled and asked, "How is it, delicious?"

Lin Fan forced a smile while giving a thumbs-up.

This is deadly. Lin Fan regretted it deeply, realizing he shouldn’t have let her casual attire lure him inside.