After speaking, President Zhao said to the consultant next to him, "Just put both of their names down together. After all, they’ll be a couple in the future. It’s romantic for a married couple to have their names on the same property deed."
Saying this, President Zhao turned to Rong Qingqing and said, "All our property deeds have both me and my wife’s names. I think it’s romantic. How does that song go? ’The most romantic thing I can think of is buying one house after another with you.’"
President Zhao really sang it out loud.
The singing was so awful it was ear-piercing.
Suddenly, Rong Qingqing didn’t find it so puzzling why Zhao Junxi had such a madcap personality.
Perhaps, it’s the charm of genetics.
"Oh, in a few days, it’s our wedding anniversary, and we’re planning to throw a grand party. Here’s an invitation. My wife and I earnestly invite you two to attend!"
President Zhao took out a blank invitation from his briefcase, one without the guest’s name written on it, grabbed a pen from the table, and flourishly wrote Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing’s names side by side.
He then solemnly handed it to Shen Jue, "Whether others from the Shen Family come or not, my wife and I don’t mind, but you two must come."
President Zhao was cheerfully saying to himself, "What a coincidence that we could meet in a sales office."
At this point, President Zhao paused, "I bought a villa in this development for my son, to be used as his wedding house in the future. Look, it’s that one."
President Zhao pointed to a promotional image on the wall, "700 square meters. Including the yard and bonus area, it’s a full thousand square meters. I’ve already bought the house; just waiting for Zhao Junxi to bring me back a daughter-in-law."
Rong Qingqing looked toward the direction President Zhao was pointing.
What a bizarre twist of fate.
It was right next to the house she had just swiped her card to pay for.
Same type and size, straight-line distance of only two or three hundred meters.
Rong Qingqing looked towards Shen Jue.
Hmm, after Zhao Junxi gets married and after Shen Jue gets married, they’ll be neighbors.
"Not bad, not bad. All acquaintances, can look out for each other in life," Rong Qingqing nodded.
"Oh, yes!" President Zhao got even happier, "You’re all young people, and good friends. After getting married and living close, you can look out for each other."
That’s surely a peculiar friendship.
In Zhao Junxi’s mouth, she’s just a penny pincher.
In her mouth, Zhao Junxi is just a handsome fool.
Thinking of this, Rong Qingqing shook her head.
No, she wouldn’t marry Shen Jue, so how could she live in Shen Jue’s marital house?
So, what does it have to do with her?
In the end, Rong Qingqing took out her ID card, thinking that since Shen Jue wanted to pull her along into this mess, she might as well agree to irritate the second wife.
If worse comes to worst, when she has lived long enough and decides to leave Shen Manor, she’ll simply sign a related contract to forfeit the ownership of this house then.
Stuff that isn’t hers, she doesn’t covet a penny of it. Get full chapters from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
Not even envious of a hundred million.
Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue were handling the initial purchase procedures over here, while on the other side, Old Master Shen had already arranged for someone to fetch all the documents needed from the Shen Family and the Rong Family for Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue’s house purchase.
So, even before Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue walked out of the sales office, everyone in the Shen Family and the Rong Family knew that Old Master Shen spent over a hundred million to buy a villa for Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing as a marital home.