As a fake tycoon, Hei Chai felt so small standing in this real world of wealth.
Sunlight streamed in through large, clean glass windows, falling on her. She gazed up at the luxurious crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, feeling as if she had stepped into a dream.
She had never lived in such a luxurious house before. She couldn't even imagine if living here would make her wake up laughing every day.
"Xie Shichen, are you really going to buy a house here?"
"Yes, I'll buy a house here. We just need to add some furniture and daily necessities. Do you like it here?"
"Of course I like it. Who wouldn't like a mansion? But... isn't this too extravagant?"
Xie Shichen didn't say anything. He directly called someone to sign the contract. His demeanor gave her only one explanation: as long as she liked it, nothing was a problem.
Hei Chai suddenly felt a sense of being spoiled.
