Chapter 614
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Morning.
The Audi followed the Cayenne to the west.
Yang Zhaojuan does not believe Luan Xiaoping's family is as luxurious as what she saw. Chanel clothes? Louis Vuitton bags? Patek Philippe watches? Porsche cars? How is this possible?! Yang Zhaojuan felt who doesn't have a few friends? It was normal to borrow a watch and a bag. In fact, Yang Zhaojuan was a little unconvinced. She felt that she had been overshadowed by Luan Xiaoping since the beginning. Compared to Luan Xiaoping, Yang Zhaojuan was like a peasant. She would know what was going on after visiting Luan Xiaoping's house. If Luan Xiaoping was so rich, she should be able to afford a house. Yang Zhaojuan does not believe Luan Xiaoping's family is so wealthy.
Even Yang Zhaode does not know much about Luan Xiaoping's family. He had never asked her about her family's situation and only heard about it. But he did not expect Luan Xiaoping's family to be so wealthy. That's why when he heard Luan Xiaoping's clothes cost more than 1 million RMB, he felt it was unbelievable.
It's understandable for someone to spend 1 million RMB to buy a car and a house. But to buy a few clothes and shoes?
How much money does she have to spend to buy something like this?
That's why everyone, including Yang Zhaofen and Yang Zhaojuan, wants to know how Luan Xiaoping's family is doing.
Ten minutes …
Half an hour …
One hour …
Dong Xuebing drove to a cluster of villas in the suburbs. The housing prices in the suburbs are cheaper than in the city. But villas are different. Some villas in the suburbs are more expensive than the city. For example, this estate is a high-class villa estate. It was built not long ago, and some of the villas are already occupied. A few high-end Bentleys and Mercedes-Benz are driving in and out of the villas.
The car stopped, and Dong Xuebing alighted first.
Dong Xuebing's mother alighted and pulled her son. "Xiao Bing, this … our house …"
Dong Xuebing interrupted. "Mum, you don't need to worry about me? Leave it to me. Let's go. "
At this time, Grandma Yang alighted from the car in shock. Luan Xiaoping saw her and quickly went over to support her.
Yang Zhaojuan was stunned again. "Xiaoping, is this your house?"
Yang Zhaofen was stunned. Luan Xiaoping looked around.
Of course, her house is not here. She had never been to such a high-class place before. "This … …" Luan Xiaoping hesitated.
Dong Xuebing interrupted. "That's right. This is my house. Please come in."
Of course, Yang Zhaojuan knew how expensive the housing here was. It was no longer a matter of a few million, but tens of millions. "Sister Luan, your house is … which building is it?" She might not have noticed it herself, but this was the first time she had used the word "sister".
Dong Xuebing looked at her and sneered in his heart. "Auntie, which building do you think it is?"
"I think?"
"Yeah, which one do you think is better?"
Everyone, including Yang Zhaojuan, could hear Dong Xuebing's tone. She got mad and pointed to a luxurious three-story villa. That villa is different from the rest and is much bigger. "That villa looks good."
Dong Xuebing laughed. "You have good eyes. That's right. That is my house."
Yang Zhaojuan was stunned. Is that your house? What a coincidence!
Luan Xiaoping quickly pulled her son. "What are you doing?"
Dong Xuebing signaled to his mother and led everyone into the villa. They arrived at the villa's courtyard and entered the garden. The door was not locked, and it was wide open. Although everyone was curious why Dong Xuebing did not close the door, they still entered the villa. Not only was the garden of this villa bigger than other villas, but it was also on a higher floor. There was also a swimming pool outside. It looked extremely luxurious.
"Everyone, please come in, come in."
"Errr …"
"Mum, greet the guests."
Yang Zhaode looked at Luan Xiaoping and asked softly. "You bought a villa? Why didn't you tell me about this before? "
Luan Xiaoping whispered. "Xiao Bing is messing around. I also don't know what he is doing. We are not staying here."
Yang Zhaode laughed. He could tell Dong Xuebing was helping his mother, but he did not point it out. It's normal for a son to side with his mother.
Dong Xuebing smiled at Yang Zhaojuan. "Auntie, what do you think of my house?"
Dong Xuebing was picking on Yang Zhaojuan, and anyone with eyes could tell.
Yang Zhaojuan heard Dong Xuebing's provocation and asked in disbelief. "Is this really your house?"
"Of course." Dong Xuebing saw Dong Xuebing's mother helping Grandma Yang to the sofa and asked Yang Zhaode and the rest to sit down. "We do not have any good tea at home. Please forgive me."
Old Madam Yang raised her head and looked around. Her face was full of smiles as she repeatedly agreed. She was obviously very satisfied with the house.
How can she not be satisfied? Even the better villas in Fen Zhou City are not even one-fifth of this villa's price!
Yang Zhaofen also did not expect Luan Xiaoping's house to be so well-off. She looked at Luan Xiaoping. She had never heard of this villa before.
But when everyone was still in awe, they heard footsteps coming from upstairs. A sales staff in business attire came down with a man. They saw Dong Xuebing and the rest sitting on the first floor and were stunned. "Eh? You all are here to look at the properties? Welcome, welcome. " Under the astonished gazes of Yang Zhaofen, Yang Zhaojuan, and the others, the staff member stayed behind. "Let me give you a brief introduction. I don't need to talk about the environment here. I believe everyone has seen it. In the new district, the environment is absolutely perfect, and the residential area is very spacious. Overall, if you pay in full, we will give you a 5% discount, and the total price will be 19.8 million yuan …"
Yang Zhaojuan immediately knew what was going on. Her face changed. "Xiaoping, this is not your house?"
Luan Xiaoping was embarrassed and stared at her son fiercely. You are exposed!
Yang Zhaofen and Old Madam Yang's expressions didn't look too good either. They felt like they had been tricked by Luan Xiaoping and her son.
But Dong Xuebing laughed. "Who says this is not our house?"
Yang Zhaojuan shouted angrily. "This house is not sold yet! You all … "
Before Yang Zhaojuan could finish, Dong Xuebing took out a cheque from his pocket and scribbled on it. "19.8 million RMB, right? Alright. Enter it into the account!" Under everyone's shocked gazes, Dong Xuebing gave the cheque to that staff member.
The house was quiet.
Dong Xuebing smiled and looked at Yang Zhaojuan. "This is my house now."
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