Zhou Qianru was clearly not a qualified housewife, she couldn’t even make egg fried rice properly.

But, in hindsight, it’s understandable. She has been studying for over twenty years, and her dad definitely took care of her like both a father and a mother, so she didn’t need to learn any culinary skills or probably even do much housework.

After her dad passed away, Ma Wenjiang, a wealthy person, stepped in to take over, also taking good care of her, so she really didn’t need to do any housework, not even cooking meals.

This is the privilege of being a beautiful woman, especially one who is a highly educated beauty. She doesn’t cook or do housework, and even God would forgive her, let alone a man like Chen Feng.

After Zhou Qianru briefly tidied up the dining table, she finally proactively made Chen Feng a cup of tea.

The two settled back on the solid wood sofa in the living room, momentarily unsure of what to say, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Chen Feng took the initiative to speak: "Are you planning to live here and not go out for the time being?"

Zhou Qianru nodded: "Yes, I’ll be staying here for a while. Once I’ve adjusted my mood, I’ll consider going out."

"Won’t living alone be a bit lonely?" Chen Feng suggested caringly, "How about I find you a nanny to cook, clean, and take care of the place?"

Zhou Qianru shook her head in refusal: "I don’t like living with strangers."

"Aren’t you scared living alone in such a big house?"

Chen Feng’s question left Zhou Qianru speechless for a moment.

She had moved in two days ago; the first night was alright, but last night she suddenly felt the depths of loneliness and almost stayed up all night.

Getting up in the morning, seeing the huge room with only herself around, the more she thought, the lonelier and more helpless she felt, as if abandoned by the entire world.

She eventually broke down emotionally and cried hysterically, combing through her mind for family and friends, before ultimately reaching out to Chen Feng for help over the phone.

Chen Feng didn’t disappoint her; after receiving her call, he immediately came over.

The boy she knew had grown into a mature, dependable man, now suggesting: "How about this, do you have any trusted relatives or close friends you can invite to stay with you for a while?"

Zhou Qianru shook her head with a bitter smile: "My family isn’t large to begin with. Ever since my parents passed away, I have hardly interacted with them, friends I have a lot of, but not one that’s truly trusted. Sun Yanhong used to be one, but despite knowing what kind of person Ma Wenjiang was, she introduced him to me and helped deceive me for years."

Listening to Zhou Qianru, Chen Feng felt a pang of sympathy for her. No parents, no siblings, not even a confidant—her life appeared truly bleak.

Chen Feng sighed gently: "So you’ll live here alone?"

Zhou Qianru countered: "Then what do you think I should do?"

Chen Feng thought for a moment, then said: "How about moving over to my place?"

Zhou Qianru’s eyes widened, then she said with some anger: "What do you mean by that?"

Chen Feng hurriedly explained: "I mean, why not move to Red Villa Bay where I’m currently living? I have an extra villa there that’s been vacant; you might as well live there. That way, you’ll be my neighbor, and we can look out for each other. Plus, I should tell you, Sun Yanhong moved to Red Villa Bay a few days ago and even harassed me this morning, bringing gifts as the new neighbor. I didn’t meet her."

"Red Villa Bay."

Zhou Qianru felt tempted yet hesitant.

Chen Feng urged: "Living here is too lonely, and this is an old house; while nicely renovated, you might feel nostalgic looking at it. You’d be better off in a new environment."

After pondering a while, Zhou Qianru said: "Let me think about it first."

"How about coming over for a look; if you don’t like it, then forget it. If you do, you might as well move there."

"Now?" Zhou Qianru seemed tempted.

What Chen Feng said rang true; living here always brought back memories of times she spent with her late father, contributing to her recent poor mood.

"Yes, now. You’ve resigned anyway, and I’m not doing much. Pack up, and let’s go."

Having said that, Chen Feng stood up and looked at her.

After hesitating briefly, Zhou Qianru also stood up and nodded at him: "Alright, let me pack up first."

After about ten minutes, Zhou Qianru changed clothes and applied light makeup, then went downstairs with Chen Feng. At his insistence, they rode together to Red Villa Bay.

The two places weren’t far apart; despite the congestion in the city center, it was only a ten-minute drive.

Chen Feng drove directly to Villa E06; he had the keys to the place in the car.

First, he used a remote to open the automatic rolling door of the garage, driving inside.

From the garage, they directly entered the villa through an internal door.

Though the villa had been vacant, regular cleaning and airing prevented it from smelling stale.

As for its interior decoration, it remained impeccable, showing no signs of aging.

After looking around, Zhou Qianru seemed quite satisfied with the villa.

Not to mention, the natural environment and planning of Red Villa Bay’s villa area was vastly superior to the old community she currently lived in.

Additionally, a crucial plus is Chen Feng living nearby, making her feel more comfortable with the neighborhood.

The vicinity of her current place was filled with elderly neighbors and some tenants, lacking the high-end feel, resulting in unnecessary neighborhood social troubles.

"Has your villa always been vacant? Never rented out?"

Curious, Zhou Qianru asked, considering how valuable the villa is, leaving it empty seemed an outrageous waste of resources—even for someone wealthy.

"Yes, always been vacant. Renting is troublesome, plus, having it available ensures there’s room for visiting friends and relatives."

Zhou Qianru blinked, asking: "What if I live here; where would your visiting relatives and friends stay?"

Chen Feng chuckled: "General relatives can stay in hotels; closer ones can stay at the No. 8 Villa nearby, which has more space and plenty of vacancies."

Zhou Qianru teased: "I’ve heard you’re currently cohabiting with two women, enjoying the perks. Is that true?"

Anyone else asking wouldn’t faze Chen Feng, but from her, he felt slightly awkward, instinctively touching his nose before admitting: "Sort of."

A few days ago, Chen Feng might’ve denied it, not having much with Wu Mengting, but now things had changed; Wu Mengting had become his girlfriend in name, requiring him to acknowledge it.