Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 103: Buying a Wedding House?

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Buying a Wedding House?

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Hah... as of now, I don’t even have a girlfriend."

"Brother Xiaodong is so remarkable, yet he doesn’t have a girlfriend? That doesn’t make sense. Girls should be lining up to be your girlfriend."

Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but smile and asked, "Am I really that good?"

Xiao Yingying earnestly replied, "Yes, Brother Xiaodong, you are definitely the best man in the world."

Song Xiaodong was somewhat blushing from Xiao Yingying’s compliments. It wasn’t that Song Xiaodong was thin-skinned, but being praised by such an innocent girl made him feel somewhat unworthy.

"Brother Xiaodong, I’d like to go for a walk, is it okay to do that now?" Xiao Yingying’s train of thought always switched so quickly, changing the subject immediately.

Song Xiaodong nodded and responded, "Going out is fine, but you still need to control your emotions. These days are still crucial. You shouldn’t be agitated; it’s best if you actually rest up in the air."

"But... I really feel so bored at home. I just want to take a walk, and if you’re with me, Brother Xiaodong, then I won’t have any problems."

Song Xiaodong really couldn’t say no to Xiao Yingying, so he nodded and said, "Alright then, I’ll go for a walk with you."

Xiao Yingying immediately showed a sweet smile, but didn’t seem overly excited, which reassured Song Xiaodong a lot. After so many years of experience, Xiao Yingying had probably developed the ability to not let her emotions reveal her deep feelings.

Xiao Yingying was emotionally stable, but Song Xiaodong immediately became unsettled when she abruptly threw off the covers, revealing that she was topless, and was only wearing a pair of white cotton cartoon panties below.

"Cough, cough..." Song Xiaodong hurriedly turned his head away, coughing dryly.

Xiao Yingying glanced down at herself, her face also blushing, and said cutely, "Anyway, Brother Xiaodong, you’ve seen my body before, so seeing it again isn’t a big deal. Besides, I’m going to be Brother Xiaodong’s little lover in the future, so it doesn’t matter if you see."

Song Xiaodong chuckled dryly and said, "Yingying, you might not be scared, but it’s too much for me. I’m afraid I might get carried away and do something to you, and that could hurt you."

Xiao Yingying actually got down from the bed, walked over to face Song Xiaodong, her smile even sweeter, and said, "Anyway, my life was given to me by Brother Xiaodong. If I were to lose it because of Brother Xiaodong, I’d have no complaints."

Song Xiaodong, facing Xiao Yingying’s gaze, felt even more moved, his previous agitation seeming to vanish. He gently placed his hands on Xiao Yingying’s shoulders and said, "I wouldn’t bear it, quickly put on some clothes, don’t catch a cold."

Xiao Yingying gave a playful smile and said, "Okay, then I’ll really put them on, and you won’t be able to see anymore."

Song Xiaodong, with a tender smile on his face, responded, "Go ahead, if I want to look in the future, I’ll just ask you to take them off again."

"Mm-hmm." Xiao Yingying nodded vigorously and said, "Whenever Brother Xiaodong wants to see, I’m always willing to let you see, even if it means... taking everything off."

Song Xiaodong felt even more stirred and said, "Mm-hmm, I definitely won’t be shy then. Put your clothes on for now."

As Xiao Yingying dressed herself piece by piece right in front of Song Xiaodong, he didn’t look away. Watching a woman dress had been an experience for Song Xiaodong many times, yet he had never felt such peaceful disinterest in his thoughts.

Once downstairs, Chen Jun approached and respectfully said, "Miss, Mr. Song, are you going out?"

Xiao Yingying said, "I want to go out for a stroll with Brother Xiaodong."

Chen Jun immediately replied, "Then I’ll go get the car ready."

Xiao Yingying shook her head and said, "No need, Brother Xiaodong and I will just walk by ourselves. You don’t need to follow us."

Song Xiaodong had a good impression of Chen Jun. He smiled and said, "It’s quite inconvenient to hail a cab here, so let’s let Chen Jun drive us. Then, once we get to the downtown area, we can walk on our own."

Only then did Xiao Yingying agree.

When they arrived downtown, Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying got out of the car. Xiao Yingying asked Song Xiaodong, "Brother Xiaodong, where are we going?"

Song Xiaodong replied, "I’m thinking of buying a house; how about you come with me to look at some houses?"

Pretty much anything was novel to Xiao Yingying. She immediately said, "Sure, I’ve never bought a house before."

The two left Chen Jun behind and took a taxi directly to a sales office. Although the property wasn’t exactly in the city center, it was still conveniently located, and the promotional advertisements looked promising.

The salesperson who greeted them was a woman in her twenties. After sizing them up, she smiled and said, "My name is Liu Yue, and I’m the salesperson here. Are you two looking to buy a marital home?"

Xiao Yingying turned to look at Song Xiaodong, a sweet smile spreading across her face, and said, "Is there a difference between a marital home and a regular home?"

Liu Yue smiled and said, "There isn’t really a difference. I just saw that you came together to look at houses, so I assumed you were buying it for marriage."

Xiao Yingying’s smile grew even sweeter, and she said, "Do we really look like a couple?"

Liu Yue was momentarily unsure of their relationship, but since they had come together, following Xiao Yingying’s words seemed safe. She said, "Yes, you two look very compatible together, a talented man and a beautiful woman."

Song Xiaodong, seeing how happy Xiao Yingying looked, really didn’t want to burst her bubble and smiled, "Let’s first have a look at the houses."

Liu Yue pulled out a pamphlet with floor plans and was about to introduce them to Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying when a man and a woman approached. The man, who had a pot belly and was about fifty, with half his hair gone, clutched a briefcase.

The woman, in her mid-twenties, was dressed quite provocatively, clinging to the man’s arm.

The pot-bellied man completely ignored Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying and directly addressed the salesperson, "Xiao Liu, come here, show my wife that unit you showed me last time."

Liu Yue hesitated for a moment, then said, "Hello, Mr. Qian, please wait a moment, I’m just..."

"What’s all this wait and that? Let them wait a while. Looking at houses, if you don’t spend days and days, how could you possibly buy one? You’re just wasting time on them."

Seeing that Liu Yue hadn’t gotten up, the man glared at her and said, "I’m telling you, Xiao Liu, do you even know how to do business? I’m here to buy a house outright, which means an immediate commission for you. You’re wasting time on them as if they could really afford to buy—right?"

Song Xiaodong frowned, wondering why there were always people who liked to show off like this in the world, as if they thought the earth should revolve around them just because they had some money.