Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 105: Fighting over the House

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Fighting over the House

Xiao Yingying turned her head to look at Song Xiaodong and said softly, "Brother Xiaodong, can we really not afford it?"

For Xiao Yingying, she really had no concept of money. She had never bought anything on her own, and she hardly ever used cash, so when that woman said they couldn’t afford the house, she actually started to believe it might be true.

The moment the mistress heard Xiao Yingying say that, a sense of superiority emerged, and she disdainfully said, "Not even knowing if you have enough money in your pockets to buy a house and still coming to look at properties is just ridiculous, especially looking at a duplex like this. I really admire how thick your faces are."

Song Xiaodong truly did not feel like talking to such a woman; it was like encountering a barking dog—you either kick it away or simply take a detour.

With Xiao Yingying here, of course, Song Xiaodong couldn’t resort to any violent measures, so he simply said to the sales agent, "Show us the house, please."

"Tsk, a pair of paupers still trying to act all high and mighty here. The sales agent’s legs aren’t worthless, so you shouldn’t put them through this trouble."

Song Xiaodong originally didn’t want to walk with these two pretentious people, but they all ended up on the same floor anyhow.

Liu Yue then started introducing, "There are two apartments per floor here. The one on the left is one hundred and forty square meters, and the one on the right is eighty square meters. Although the one on the right is a bit smaller in size, the layout and everything are quite good. Mr. Qian, let’s go in and take a look."

Qian Zhiyou nodded, and the mistress sniffed and said, "Don’t follow us in. We’re going to buy this apartment, and you’ll dirty the floors if you come in."

Song Xiaodong was somewhat speechless. How could there still be such unreasonable women, incessantly nagging? He really didn’t understand why that uncle would choose a mistress like her—If one was to find a mistress, at least find someone with a bit of quality! Taking such a woman out was simply embarrassing for himself.

Xiao Yingying, unbothered by the harsh language, asked in confusion, "Brother Xiaodong, is their apartment better than the one we are looking at?"

Song Xiaodong replied, "Each has its own features. Let’s go inside and see for ourselves."

By then, both sales agents had already opened the doors, and Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying went directly into the larger apartment.

"Tsk, still looking at a bigger one, real show-offs," muttered the mistress.

Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying walked around; downstairs, the apartment had three bedrooms, with the largest bedroom having its own private bathroom. The living room was also quite spacious, and it featured a large balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows. The interior decor was not bad either.

The layout upstairs was pretty similar to downstairs, except that it didn’t have a kitchen and instead had an added bedroom.

The sales agent, influenced by what the mistress had said, also had little confidence in the two; standing to the side, he didn’t offer any further details.

Xiao Yingying and Song Xiaodong walked around the upstairs and downstairs, whereupon Xiao Yingying remarked, "Brother Xiaodong, this apartment feels a bit small."

Hearing this, the sales agent nearly dropped his jaw. The apartment was already so large, and yet this girl still found it too small—how much larger did she want?

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Of course, it’s nothing compared to your house, but for me and my sister to live, this apartment is already big enough. Even if my sister gets married later, we can leave one floor for her and my brother-in-law, and I can keep a floor to myself. It would definitely suffice."

"Oh... you’re right, my home does appear quite empty, so many rooms and I can only live in one. Too many rooms aren’t of much use." Xiao Yingying nodded, then smiled sweetly, "Then you must reserve a room for me here as well."

Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but smile, "Sure, once the furniture is bought, feel free to come and stay whenever you like, my sister will definitely welcome you."

"Mhm, that’s a great idea, I might just move in with you so it’s easier for my treatments."

Song Xiaodong laughed, "Alright, if that feels right, then let’s settle on this one."

"Okay, okay," Xiao Yingying nodded repeatedly.

The sales assistant heard everything they said and was somewhat stupefied, "You really want... to buy this one?"

Song Xiaodong laughed, "Yes, why? You think we can’t afford it?"

"No, not at all... It’s just... uh, aren’t you going to look at others?" After saying this, the sales assistant nearly slapped himself. If the buyers changed their minds, he would lose a big deal.

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly, "No need, I think this one is great, let’s finalize this one."

At that moment, Qian Zhiyou and his mistress walked in, glanced at the living room, and the mistress excitedly said, "Oh, this house is nice. Honey, why don’t we just buy this one?"

Qian Zhiyou’s face darkened. The one they had seen earlier was only five or six hundred thousand, but this house cost over a million. He hadn’t planned to spend so much on his mistress.

Song Xiaodong furrowed his brow, "Both of you, please leave; I’ve decided on this house."

Upon hearing this, the mistress’s eyes widened as she stared at Song Xiaodong then deliberately checked out his clothes before scoffing and bursting out laughing, "Are you serious? Like you can afford this house? It’s over a million."

Song Xiaodong snorted, "Nonsense, hurry up and leave before your dirty feet stain my house’s floor."

"Yo!" The mistress drew out her voice, her mouth twisting up to her ears, "You’re getting ahead of yourself here, acting like some big boss. Do you even have that much money?"

Song Xiaodong didn’t bother with her and said to the sales assistant, "We’re going to process the paperwork now, get this woman out of here."

Although the sales assistant felt a bit uncomfortable, the large transaction was important, so he hurriedly said to Qian Zhiyou and the woman, "Both of you, this gentleman has already decided on this house so we can no longer show it to other customers."

The woman became upset upon hearing this and shook Qian Zhiyou’s arm coquettishly, "Honey, did you hear that? They’re trying to kick us out. Isn’t this a slap in your face? Should we buy this house, to show them what real wealth looks like?"

Qian Zhiyou frowned internally; he hadn’t planned to spend so much, but declining now seemed to damage his face, plus considering the rising housing prices, buying this house on a loan might even turn a profit. After hesitating for a bit, he said, "Fine, we’ll take this one."

The mistress’s face lit up with joy instantly as she said, "Did you hear that? My husband said we’re buying this house." Then, puffing out her chest and in a shrill voice, she demanded, "Now, get out of here!"