For ten thousand yuan, Li Zhiyan had been constantly thinking about this task.
Taking advantage of pretending to be Aunt Fang's son, hugging her was very normal.
At the same time, Li Zhiyan had also anticipated Fang Zhiya's reaction.
So he supported Fang Zhiya's slender waist.
And with a forceful push from his calf, he maintained her standing.
However, Li Zhiyan did not dare to continue hugging Fang Zhiya, for this kind of traditional-minded aunt, one must still act properly.
Otherwise, there might be no future interactions.
"Now that you mention it, you two really do look alike."
"Young man, why is your face so red?"
The old lady looked at the somewhat unsteady Fang Zhiya and asked curiously.
"Maybe it's because the weather is too hot."
Li Zhiyan took the contract, carefully checked it over to make sure there were no traps,
only then did he let Fang Zhiya sign the contract and pay six months of rent plus a deposit of 2100 yuan.