109: Joking with He Ling and Calling Her Mom
The manager led Su Yan into the study, excitement barely contained within him.
Selling a house at Seaview One was no easy feat—it could take a decade to move all the units. But now that someone showed interest, he had to seize the moment.
Su Yan's attention was drawn to the room's refined layout. The placement of the desk, bookcase, and wine rack was meticulously balanced, creating a comfortable yet sophisticated space.
Seated at the desk, one could gaze out directly at the dazzling night view of the Huangpu River.
"Young Master Su," the manager began with a salesman's flair, "just imagine working here at night. You turn around, and there it is—the Huangpu River, sparkling under the city lights."
"Such a mesmerizing view," he continued, "and then your mother brings you a glass of warm milk—how perfect would that family moment be?"
The manager assumed that the woman accompanying Su Yan was his mother. After all, why else would she come along to tour the house? Naturally, he aimed to appeal to both of them to close the deal.
What he didn't realize, though, was that the woman, who was 24 years older than Su Yan, wasn't his mother.
She was his girlfriend.
With such an age gap, misunderstandings like this were inevitable.
Su Yan had grown used to it. Being in a relationship with a 42-year-old woman meant dealing with these assumptions frequently.
The manager smiled warmly. "Young Master Su, let me show you the master bedroom."
Upon entering, Su Yan noted that the layout of the room closely resembled the luxury flat he owned in Biguiyuan.
"The feng shui of this master bedroom was carefully analyzed," the manager added eagerly. "Living here will bring prosperity to your business and endless wealth."
Su Yan, now familiar with such flattery, paid it little attention. Words like these were just background noise to him after gaining wealth.
Ten minutes later, Su Yan and He Ling sat together on the balcony. Su Yan turned to the manager.
"How much is this place?"
"Mr. Su, the market price is 80 million," the manager replied with a grin. "But since you're serious about buying, we can close the deal for 79 million."
Su Yan knew that the housing market hadn't peaked yet. Once it did, the value of this flat would triple to around 300 million. Buying now was a no-brainer—it wasn't just an investment; it was a luxury for him to enjoy.
"78 million. Final offer."
The manager didn't hesitate. "Deal. We can sign the contract right away."
The truth was, 78 million was the lowest price the seller was willing to accept. As long as the house sold, the deal was a win.
Thirty minutes later, in the study, the two signed the contract, and Su Yan transferred the funds without a second thought.
Seventy million was nothing to him.
"Well then, I'll leave you to enjoy your family time," the manager said cheerfully as he took his leave.
After the manager left, He Ling still felt like she was dreaming. "78 million... just like that," she murmured in disbelief.
With this purchase, Su Yan had spent nearly 200 million today alone.
"Su Yan," she said, her voice tinged with both awe and concern, "you spend money so fast."
She paused, then added, "By the way, let's go see your company. I can buy some groceries on the way and cook for you."
Su Yan smiled and gently took He Ling's hand.
"Mother, wait a minute. We still have something to do."
He made the playful comment without a second thought, teasing her by calling her "mother."
The unexpected title sent a strange thrill through He Ling. She felt a rush of emotions she couldn't quite explain.
"Oh, you naughty boy," she scolded, her cheeks flushed. "What kind of joke is that, calling me your mom?"
Though she tried to play it off, He Ling sighed inwardly. No matter where they went together, people always assumed they were mother and son.
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