A few minutes later, Lin Baici parked the car in front of a five-story standalone luxury villa.
"It's actually number 8? That's quite a lucky number!"
Yue Yu exclaimed.
The homeowner was already there, a wealthy woman in her forties, surnamed Liu, well-maintained and exceptionally polite, showing no disdain toward Lin Baici and Yue Yu due to their youth.
After exchanging greetings, they entered the house.
Their eyes met with a spacious living room, featuring a very luxurious crystal chandelier.
The three changed into slippers and followed Mrs. Liu around for a tour of the villa.
The layout was outstanding, with great use of space, making Lin Baici more impressed the more he looked: "What do you think?"
"It's quite good!"
Yue Yu walked around, tugged on Lin Baici's sleeve while looking at the neighborhood views from the balcony: "Such a nice house, why is she selling it? Is it to manage cash flow?"
"No, it's because of bad feng shui."
