Chapter: 133
Su Yihan looked at Su Haichao with a smile on his face, feeling like the plot had succeeded.
In the villa.
Jiang Lan walked around a few more times. Back in the living room, she said to Su Yingxia: "Yingxia, I've already chosen a room, the one on the second floor, do you have any objections?"
That was the master bedroom, and logically it should belong to her and Han Sanqian. Unexpectedly, Jiang Lan turned against the guests and chose their room away.
"Mom. You..."
"Stop talking, Guoyao, we're going to move in today if you don't come home with me to pack your things," Jiang Lan said.
Su Guoyao was not as thick-skinned as Jiang Lan, but he couldn't resist the temptation to live in the villa, and said, "You two young people, are you going to fight for a room with us old people? We are older and live in a bigger place. Avoid bumping into each other touched."
Su Yingxia was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. Why didn't they bump into each other in such a big place at home.
After the two left quickly, Su Yingxia was really speechless. Looking at the empty south wall, he said, "Why don't we find a time to take wedding photos?"
Han Sanqian has no problem with which room to live in. The master bedroom and the second bedroom are just for sleeping, and he is more concerned about Su Yingxia's feelings.
Of course, the utility room is perfect if you can sleep in a bed.
"I'm not at work, and I'm free anytime, so you should arrange the time." Han Sanqian said.
Su Yingxia has always had a question in her heart, that is, how much money Han Sanqian has. She used to think it was not appropriate to ask. After all, the two are financially independent, but Han Sanqian was able to buy a villa on the mountainside, which really made her unable to bear it. Hold on to your curiosity.
"Can I ask a question?" Su Yingxia asked.
Han Sanqian smiled, guessed what Su Yingxia wanted to ask, and said directly: "If I say that buying this villa is just a little pocket money, do you believe it?"
"Well, of course I believe the pocket money of more than 80 million yuan. I believe it without any doubt." Su Yingxia stared at Han Sanqian and said, this bragging is too exaggerated. Who can treat more than 80 million yuan as For pocket money?
"Look, you don't believe what I said, what can I do." Han Sanqian said.
Su Yingxia mistakenly thought that Han Sanqian didn't want to tell the truth to herself, and maybe he didn't have much money, so she didn't bother to ask this question any more.
"If you run out of money in the future, I will support you." Su Yingxia said.
Han Sanqian nodded again and again, and said, "Of course, you are the person in charge of the Chengxi project now, and I still count on you to take me to eat and drink."
"Hey." Su Yingxia sighed suddenly, and said: "But my attitude towards grandma today, she probably won't let me off easily, and I don't know how long I can keep this position."
"Don't worry, without you, no matter what the stage, Ruoshui Real Estate will stop cooperating with the Su family, so the old lady will not deprive you of your status." Han Sanqian said.
Su Yingxia suddenly looked at Han Sanqian and asked, "By the way, is your classmate free recently? We have to thank him very much."
"Uh...he is still abroad, and he probably won't come back in a short time."
Jiang Lan and Su Guoyao left and returned in less than three hours. There was everything in the villa, so they just brought back some clothes. Moreover, Jiang Lan was very decisive and planned to sell the house on the Internet for cash. , it seems that he will live here for the rest of his life. As for the words he said to Han Sanqian before, he has selectively forgotten them.
"This house looks empty, I'll come and decorate it tomorrow." When Jiang Lan said this. Han Sanqian and Su Yingxia didn't care, but a nightmare started.
Early the next morning, Han Sanqian sent Su Yingxia to work, while Jiang Lan went to the flower and bird market, where she not only bought a lot of cheap flowers and plants, but also a lot of decorations and bottles, each costing tens of dollars. Fill up the living room.
It was originally a simple decoration style, but Jiang Lan abruptly transformed it into a large courtyard, and it exuded a strong cheap atmosphere.
Nearly hundreds of millions of luxury villas. If you just look at it from the living room, the value is less than a million.
For all this, Jiang Lan is still complacent, thinking that she has taste. JrNovels.com