Morning.
The Audi followed the Cayenne towards the western district.
Yang Zhaojuan doesn’t believe Luan Xiaoping is so well off. Channel clothes, LV bag, Patek Philippe watch, Porsche…. How is this possible? Luan Xiaoping should have borrowed all these from friends. But she is unhappy because she looks like she is from the countryside when standing beside Luan Xiaoping. The truth will be out when they go to her house. If she is rich, she should own property. Of course, Yang Zhaojuan doesn’t believe Luan Xiaoping is wealthy.
Yang Zhaode doesn’t know about Luan Xiaoping’s wealth. He knows she is rich, but he does not know she is rich. That’s why he is shocked to find out Luan Xiaoping’s clothes and accessories are over a million.
Yang Zhaode can understand if someone buys a house or car with one million. But spending so much on clothes and shoes is ridiculous.
How rich must you be for you to spend your money like this?
Everyone, including Yang Zhaojuan and Yang Zhaofen, is looking forward to seeing Luan Xiaoping’s house.
Ten minutes….
Half an hour….
One hour….
Dong Xuebing drives into a suburb mansion district. The houses here are cheaper than in the City area, but the mansions here are different. These mansions are more expensive than the houses in the City area. For example, this new residential area they are in now. Only a few units are occupied, and all the cars here are Mercedes and Bentleys.
Dong Xuebing stopped the car and got out.
Luan Xiaoping quickly got out and pulled him. “Xiao Bing, is this our house?”
Dong Xuebing did not reply. “Mum, just leave everything to me. Let’s go.”
Yang Zhaode’s mother is shocked as she gets out of the car. Luan Xiaoping saw her and quickly went over to help her.
Yang Zhaojuan was shocked again. “Xiaoping, you are staying here?”
Yang Zhaofen is looking around curiously.
Luan Xiaoping stuttered. She is not living here and has never been to such a high-class residential area. “Err….”
Dong Xuebing interrupted. “Yes. Our house is here. Please come in.”
Yang Zhaojuan knows how expensive the houses here are. They cost over ten million. “Sister Luan, which unit is your house?” She did not realize she had changed the way she addressed Luan Xiaoping. All this while, she calls her by her name.
Dong Xuebing looked at her and sneered in his heart. “Auntie, which unit do you think?”
“I think?”
“That’s right. Which unit do you think is good?”
Everyone, including Yang Zhaojuan, could sense the hostility in Dong Xuebing’s tone. She got mad and pointed at a luxurious three-story mansion. It is much bigger than all the other units there. “That unit is not bad.”
Dong Xuebing laughed. “You have good eyes. That’s right. That is my house.”
Yang Zhaojuan is speechless.
Luan Xiaoping quickly pulls her son. “What are you doing?”
Dong Xuebing did not reply to her and brought everyone into that mansion. They walked past the front porch and garden. The main door is opened, and everyone is curious why Dong Xuebing did not close it. This mansion comes with a bigger garden and has one more floor than other mansions. It also includes a swimming pool.
“Come in….”
“This….”
“Mum, you are the host.”
Yang Zhaode looked at Luan Xiaoping and asked softly. “When did you buy a mansion?”
Luan Xiaoping replied. “Xiao Bing arranges all these. I also don’t know what he is up to. We are not staying here.”
Yang Zhaode is amused. He knows Dong Xuebing is helping his mother to establish authority and does not expose him. It’s normal for the son to side with his mother.
Dong Xuebing looks at Yang Zhaojuan and smiles. “Auntie, what do you think of our house?”
Everyone can tell Dong Xuebing is challenging Yang Zhaojuan.
Yang Zhaojuan looks at him. “Is this your house?”
“Of course.” Dong Xuebing saw his mother helping Yang Zhaode’s mother to the sofa and asked everyone to sit. “Sorry for being a bad host. We don’t have any good tea here.”
Yang Zhaode’s mother looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
How can she not be satisfied? Their mansion in Fen Zhou City might be better, but its worth is not even one-fifth of this house.
Yang Zhaofen did not expect Luan Xiaoping to be so wealthy and looked at her in surprise.
When everyone is in awe, a housing agent walks down from upstairs with a man. He looked at Dong Xuebing and the rest and was stunned for a while. “Eh? Are you all also here to view this unit? Welcome.” The man, walking behind the housing agent, looks at them and leaves the mansion. The staff walks over to them. “Let me introduce this unit. I believe everyone has noticed the environment here. This is a new residential project, and all the units are spacious. We are offering a 5% discount if you are making full payment, and it just cost 19.8 million.”
Yang Zhaojuan’s face changed. “Xiaoping, this is not your house!”
Luan Xiaoping is embarrassed and gives her son a stare. They are exposed.
Yang Zhaofen and their mother are also looking terrible. They felt Luan Xiaoping and her son had fooled them.
But Dong Xuebing laughed. “Who says this is not our house?”
Yang Zhaojuan is furious. “This house is not even sold. You all….”
Before Yang Zhaojuan could finish, Dong Xuebing took out his checkbook and wrote a check. “19.8 million, right? Ok. Take this.” He gave the check to the housing agent casually in front of everyone.
Everyone is speechless.
Dong Xuebing smiles and turns to Yang Zhaojuan. “This is my house now.”
