...
He Che, still working as a chauffeur, only answered Chen Cang’s call after he’d dropped off his current passenger.
"Boss, Miss Xia said she’s not selling. She accused of using two numbers to constantly call her to buy her house. But I only used one number..."
After hearing Chen Cang’s words, He Che rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, took a leisurely puff, before voicing his thoughts, "Chen Cang, are you an idiot? It seems like there is another person also trying to buy her house. No matter how you do it, you must get her house for . If you can’t get it..."
He didn’t finish the sentence, but there was a threatening look on his face.
At that mont, he seed like a different person, emitting a deadly aura, like a bloody battle-hardened king returning from a war.
Chen Cang, on the other end of the call, spoke in a noticeably more disciplined voice, "Boss, I got it."
After a pause, Chen Cang asked again, "Boss, can I just offer Miss Xia so much money that she gets flustered and we get the house?"
"No," He Che responded without a second thought. "You can offer money, but you can’t confuse her."
...
Seeing her phone finally fell silent, Xia Wan’an’s mood improved slightly. After finishing her skincare routine, she climbed into bed to sleep.
But just as she closed her eyes, her phone rang again.
It was a text ssage from the second number: "Twenty million, to buy your house, okay?"
When Xia Wan’an initially bought this villa, she got it for a historically low price of five million. Twenty million was already four tis that price, but...Xia Wan’an still rejected the offer: "Not selling."
Just as the ssage was sent, she received another text from the first number: "Thirty million, instant transfer, how about it?"
This ssage style...why did it feel so familiar?
Xia Wan’an tilted her head in thought, recalling the note she found when she discovered Han Jingnian’s black card in her bag: No password, unlimited amount, Han Jingnian.
Ugh...how could she be this weak, associating him with a random ssage?
Xia Wan’an pursed her lips and after a while, replied: "You think I’ll cave if you add another ten million?"
After replying, she took a screenshot of the conversation, blocking out the phone numbers, and posted it to her social dia: "Ran into a weirdo. Using two different numbers to constantly harass to buy my house."
...
In the nanny car, following Han Jingnian’s instructions, Zhang Te’s mother, who had just sent the text, forwarded Xia Wan’an’s reply to him.
Seeing the ssage, Zhang Te was dumbfounded: "An extra ten million? That’s twenty million. When did we offer her twenty million? Could soone else be looking to buy her villa?"
With those words leaving Zhang Te’s mouth, Han Jingnian’s eyes hardened, making a snap decision without hesitation: "Keep raising the price until she agrees."
After responding to Zhang Te, Han Jingnian saw the social dia post Xia Wan’an had made from Zhang Te’s WeChat account.
From the mont she got hold of Zhang Te’s phone, she’d made it a point to like all of Xia Wan’an’s posts. At this mont, looking at the word "weirdo," she beca conflicted.
After struggling for about a minute, Han Jingnian used Zhang Te’s WeChat account to like Xia Wan’an’s latest post.
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