Buying A Car and A House

Without waiting for Xu Lan to make a move, the fat man stumbled, stopping only when his red-nailed lady propped him up.

With impeccable attire, Zhao Ran stood in front of the middle-aged man. Song Xi was just behind him. On previous occasions, Xu Lan would always feel inferior whenever he saw Zhao Ran, but at that time, he felt unflustered after seeing how much Song Xi depended on him.

"Sir, I've already bought this house a few days ago. I prepared it as a gift to my lady, for her to treat it as her holiday home," Zhao Ran replied in a calm and self-indulgent manner. Song Xi's face turned red and she tugged his arm, saying, "How about you look at a different one?"

"What? Did you buy it already? Have you paid for it? But I want…"