327 you really are a little clever ghost_1
A week later, Qiao Dongyang sold the large villa he was living in for a price below market value.
This house was his usual residence, where Chi Yue stayed whenever she visited him in Shen City. Through all the trials, the house had become even more cherished. On the day of the move, Chi Yue watched as box after box of neatly packed personal belongings were loaded onto the truck. She saw the house grow further and further away, her eyes blurring.
"Qiao Dongyang—"
She wanted to comfort Qiao Dongyang.
But as she began to speak, she found that her own voice was hoarse.
"It's okay," Qiao Dongyang didn't look at her, his gaze steadily forward, his expression calm, "I'll buy it back."
Buy it back?
In such a location, with such unique architectural design, such a villa in the city, now that he had sold it for over two hundred million, how much would it cost to buy it back? At least Chi Yue believed the amount would be astronomical, something she couldn't fathom in her lifetime.