Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 491 - 395 Bathtub

Chapter 491: Chapter 395 Bathtub

In the living room, the real estate agent He Jiale saw the bedroom door open and Cheng Zhu walked out holding Chen Jieyu’s hand.

"We’ve come to an agreement, let’s talk about the price," he said.

He Jiale was thrilled to hear this.

This deal might really go through!

To wrap up a deal so quickly right before the New Year, how comfortable is that!

At that moment, she noticed that this beautiful woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses was slightly bowing her head and her eyes were a bit red, probably from crying.

"I understand, those were tears of happiness," she thought to herself.

Having a tall, handsome, and rich man by her side, and being able to live in such a high-end community, she truly was fortunate.

Unlike me, only able to drool with envy.

—What kind of people do men like this normally date!

Cheng Zhu had extensive experience in buying houses; next, he would negotiate the price with the real estate agent and then go through some procedures.

When He Jiale learned that only Chen Jieyu’s name would be on the property deed, she was even more bewildered.

Buying a house with just the woman’s name on it?

And it seemed like they weren’t even married yet?

This is like something out of a TV drama, and it’s happening in real life!

"This full sense of security, this overwhelming love..."

"Although this guy seems a bit rogue-like in demeanor, who knew he could be so passionate?"

I’m really tired of saying how envious I am!

Little did she know, for Cheng Zhu, it was indeed just like giving a gift, like giving her a "foundation."

If He Jiale knew this was merely a gift for a woman, her thoughts might get even more complex.

A few million wasn’t a small amount, but for him, it was not a lot either.

Moreover, he understood the counselor’s character well.

He knew exactly what effect accepting this house would have.

At least, it would definitely bring a significant change to her life trajectory.

There were too many "gaps" in her life.

Cheng Zhu still hoped to fill some of them.

In fact, there wasn’t much he could do for her.

"Keeping a beauty in a golden house, it’s quite interesting, isn’t it?"

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After finishing all the procedures they could for now, Cheng Zhu left the real estate agency with Chen Jieyu.

The moment they stepped out, Chen Jieyu still felt a bit dreamy.

"I have settled down in Hang City just like that," she thought.

Of course, under Cheng Zhu’s persuasion, this was directly characterized as: I was kept in Hang City by Cheng Zhu, stayed by his side.

After getting in the car, Cheng Zhu said to her, "It’s too late today; I’ll accompany you to buy some furniture tomorrow."

"Um, okay," Chen Jieyu said.

"I’m telling you, you can trust my judgment; buying this house now is really too good a deal, not a lot of money at all," Cheng Zhu said with a smile while driving.

"Do you believe that the housing prices could double in a few years?" he asked.

Chen Jieyu nodded; she didn’t understand these things, but since Cheng Zhu said so, she believed him.

In fact, for many working-class people, why does buying a house bring so much despair?

It’s because the rate at which you earn money simply can’t keep up with the rate at which house prices increase.

You might have worked hard all year and earned about a hundred thousand, but the housing prices have risen even more than that.

You should thank Buddha if the rent doesn’t skyrocket every year, let alone buying a house.

Now it’s the beginning of 2015, and many properties in Hang City still have much room for appreciation.

Cheng Zhu still had some spare cash in hand, so after the New Year, he would also prepare some real estate for himself and his family.

"Not much, just 15 million spare cash; I’ll just make do with that for now," Cheng Zhu thought.

The next day, he took Chen Jieyu to buy furniture.

He didn’t care much about other things.

What he really cared about were beds, sofas, lounge chairs, etc.

These directly affected his personal experience.

While browsing the furniture stores, Chen Jieyu genuinely began to feel a sense of warmth and happiness stirring within her.

The two discussed which pieces of furniture to pick, talking about their pros and cons, and whether they matched the decoration style.

After buying them, they would imagine how these pieces of furniture would look at home, adding to their mental picture.

Although the house was already well-decorated, there were still many things to buy.

The empty house was slowly filled, one item at a time.

For Chen Jieyu, who had lacked many things since childhood, the whole process indeed made her involuntarily immersed in it.

Some things she had long coveted since childhood; once she encountered them, she could hardly extricate herself.

This "home" was becoming more and more tangible and defined.

Honestly, buying furniture is a very tiring task.

As they shopped, even Cheng Zhu, with his physical strength and stamina, felt a bit tired toward the end.

Yet, the counselor was very energized, and she didn’t seem tired at all.

When it was her turn to act virtuous, she would quickly claim she couldn’t handle it.

"Looks like her physical constitution isn’t as weak as I thought," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

"But that’s right; how could a girl who grew up in such an environment be frail and delicate."

Finally, around four in the afternoon, they had basically bought all the essential furniture.

"Let’s slowly add other things later," Cheng Zhu said.

Items like soft furnishings, Bluetooth speakers, carpets, vases... they could buy those later.

He was truly tired, really tired.