The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 71 Mo Ge is angry! Did Coco make a mistake?

Coco peeked out from around the corner of the corridor, her long flaxen hair draped over her shoulders, her round eyes sparkling.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, the corners of her mouth instantly turned up, and she jumped out from behind the corner, jogging over.

"Brother Mo! I heard from Xiao Lu that you were at the apartment, so we came over."

Sweetie followed behind her, her dark chestnut wavy hair draped over her shoulders. She held a folder in her hand, inside which were several pages of printed paper. The top page read "Rental Registration Form" in neat handwriting.

Chen Mo looked at them and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"How's it going? Have you found a tenant yet?"

Coco raised her chin, her round eyes filled with pride, her long flaxen hair sliding down her back from her shoulders, making a clear, bell-like sound.

"Of course! This is a task you entrusted to us, Brother Mo, how could we possibly fail to complete it?"

Chen Mo smiled.

"Where are they? Where are they?"

Coco held up her phone and waved it. The screen showed the chat interface of Red Book, with a long list of messages, voice messages and text messages appearing alternately.

"They're on their way; they should be here soon."

Chen Mo nodded.

Where did you find it?

Coco put her phone in her pocket, gestured with both hands, and spoke rapidly, like a machine gun.

"We posted something online, on Red Book, and a lot of people asked about it. We chatted with a few, filtered them out, and finally selected two people. They seemed to be recent college graduates who were looking for jobs and really needed a place to share, so I asked them to come and take a look."

Chen Mo frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Why does that sound so unreliable to him?

You have to understand that this is just a small county town. How could college graduates like these possibly look for jobs in a small county town? They would have gone to big cities to make a living long ago.

But Chen Mo didn't say anything, intending to wait until the two people arrived before taking a look.

Coco's phone vibrated. She glanced down at the screen, her eyes lit up, and she held the phone to her ear, opening a voice message.

A sweet, cloying voice came from the speaker, the last syllable rising in pitch, with a coquettish, sticky quality.

"We've arrived, where are you?"

Coco jumped up excitedly from the sofa, her ponytail swaying behind her head.

"They're here! Let's go over there."

Chen Mo nodded, stood up from the sofa, and led the women out of the apartment building, across the main road of the community, and toward the entrance.

Two women were standing at the entrance of the residential compound.

The one on the left is wearing a black off-the-shoulder mini dress, the hem of which reaches mid-thigh, revealing a section of her fair legs.

She wore a pair of thin black stockings on her legs and a pair of black stiletto heels on her feet. The heels were thin and high, and her calf muscles were taut when she stood up.

The one on the right is wearing a beige spaghetti strap dress, the hem of which barely covers her hips, and she has a cardigan over it.

She wore a light pink chiffon cardigan, nude stockings, and off-white low-cut heels with a ring of tiny rhinestones that sparkled in the sunlight.

The two stood there, hand in hand, their posture intimate, like a pair of very close best friends.

Chen Mo's gaze swept over them, a strange look in his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Coco, lowering his voice.

"Could it be either of them?"

Coco tilted her head and looked at the two women, blinking her round eyes, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her tone carrying a hint of uncertainty.

"It should be—, right?"

The two women also saw Coco and her friends. Their eyes lit up, and sweet smiles bloomed on their faces. They let go of each other's arms and walked over in their high heels.

The thin heel tapped on the cement floor, producing a crisp and rhythmic sound.

The two walked closer, stopped, and their gazes swept over Coco, then landed on Chen Mo, and then moved on to him.

The gaze swept across the row of girls behind him, finally settling back on Coco's face.

The woman on the left spoke first, her voice so sweet it could be drawn out in silk, her lips curled up, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

"Are you Coco? We saw your post and thought your house was really nice, so we came to take a look."

Coco nodded, her ponytail swaying behind her head, her round eyes showing a hint of nervousness.

"Yes, it's me. Hello."

The woman on the right leaned halfway out from behind Coco and smiled gently at her, her voice as soft as cotton candy.

"Hello everyone, my name is Shishi. This is my best friend, Mengmeng."

Coco nodded. "Hello."

The woman on the right, named Shishi, took half a step forward, her lips curled up, and her voice was as sweet as if it had just been pulled out of a honey pot, with a kind of coquettish stickiness.

"I heard the rent is very cheap, is that true?"

Coco nodded, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her tone resolute.

"It's true, it only costs five hundred yuan a month."

Shishi's eyes lit up, and she exchanged a glance with Mengmeng beside her. The two of them shared a knowing look.

Shishi turned her head back, her smile deepening, and gently brushed a strand of hair with her fingers, her voice soft.

"It is indeed very cheap. However, many of our sisters also need houses. Could you give us a discount? After all, there are discounts for bulk orders."

Coco paused for a moment, her lips parted slightly, and then she turned to look at Chen Mo.

Her eyes held a hint of pleading, and she blinked her round eyes.

Shishi followed Coco's gaze, her eyes landing on Chen Mo. She smiled and said, "May I ask how to address this brother?"

Chen Mo looked at them, his tone indifferent.

"Sorry, we're not renting the house anymore."

Shishi's smile froze on her face.

Coco was also stunned, her mouth slightly open, her round eyes filled with surprise.

The woman named Shishi blinked, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why?"

Chen Mo looked at her, his gaze calm.

"There's no reason. We're not renting it anymore, that's final. You can leave now."

The smile on Shishi's face finally disappeared completely.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her lips turned down, and her voice rose a half-tone.

How could you do this? We took a taxi here!

Chen Mo looked at her but didn't reply. He turned his head and glanced at Coco.

"How much? Transfer it to her, then let her leave."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the apartment building.

Coco watched Chen Mo's retreating figure, a strange tension welling up inside her, her heart pounding.

She knew what she had done wrong.

Although she wasn't sure exactly where she went wrong, she was certain she had done something wrong.

She turned back to look at the two women, her tone hurried and apologetic.

"Sorry, we're not renting it. How much did your taxi fare cost? I'll send it to you."

Shishi and Mengmeng exchanged a glance.

Shishi's lips pressed into a thin line, and the light in her eyes changed from surprise to annoyance.

Mengmeng stood next to her, the gentleness on her face gone, her lips turned down, her arms crossed, looking impatient.

Shishi sneered and said, "How dare you play us like this? Who cares about your taxi fare?"

She paused, her gaze shifting from Coco to the direction Chen Mo had left in, then returning to her own, gritting her teeth as she said, "Just you wait, you'll definitely regret this!"

She turned around, stomped her high heels, and walked angrily toward the entrance of the residential area. Mengmeng followed behind her, and they eventually disappeared around the corner of the street.

Coco stood there, pursing her lips, a thin layer of mist in her round eyes, but she held back and didn't let it fall.

She turned around and jogged after Chen Mo in the direction he had left.

Sweetie stood at the entrance of the apartment building, still holding the folder in her hand. Her dark chestnut curly hair was blown by the wind, and her expression was somewhat nervous.

Xiao Ning stood beside her, her round eyes filled with unease, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt.

Tongtong leaned against the door frame, her black low ponytail hanging down her back, her peach blossom eyes filled with confusion as she was still thinking about what had just happened.

Xiaorou stood on the steps, her long, pinkish-purple hair blowing in the afternoon breeze. She watched as Coco chased after her.

He said softly.

"It seems like Mo is angry. You should try to appease him later."

Coco nodded, and without stopping, jogged into the apartment building.