Indulge in Luxury

A few minutes later, the four returned to the sales office, and the subsequent home-buying procedures began.

Su Yang was quite familiar with these processes by now, having gone through two complete home purchases before. This time, he handled everything with ease.

Before leaving home that morning, he had reminded his parents to bring all the necessary documents. Now, they only needed to select a floor, wait for Little Ma to handle the paperwork, and then proceed with payment and signing the contract.

The Junshan Huafu complex had launched in mid-2019 and was fully completed and put on the market at the beginning of this year, meaning it was a ready-to-move-in property.

Once the purchase was finalized, they could furnish the place and move in right away.

The 185-square-meter units were spread across three buildings, each with its own section. Currently, only Section 3 was available for sale, as the other two sections had already sold out.

This left limited floor options, and after reviewing the choices, Su Dagang and Chen Liping settled on the 17th floor.

By noon, all procedures were completed.

After discounts, the total price for the 185-square-meter unit came to 2.48 million yuan, a saving of 110,000 yuan, and it included a complimentary home appliance bundle.

Su Yang paid the full amount in one go, registering the property under both Su Dagang and Chen Liping’s names.

While putting it under his own name would have been just as valid, this was a gift for his parents, and in his eyes, it had to bear their names.

After the payment, a small ceremony was held. Su Dagang took part in the traditional "golden egg smash" and luckily won an air purifier worth over 3,000 yuan.

At half past twelve, the family of three left the Junshan Huafu sales office with beaming smiles.

The remaining details could be handled by Su Dagang and Chen Liping with the sales staff—Su Yang didn’t need to micromanage everything.

[Ding! Detecting the host’s immense joy and satisfaction after purchasing a home for his parents. Reward: 5 million yuan.]

Little Ma and a department manager from Junshan Huafu personally escorted Su Yang and his parents to the parking lot.

When they saw Su Yang open the door of a black Rolls-Royce Cullinan, their eyes widened, and they swallowed hard.

No wonder he paid in full. No wonder he had been so relaxed and unfazed by the prices from the start—he was a Cullinan-driving tycoon.

Little Ma felt immensely relieved that he had maintained a respectful attitude throughout. From the beginning, he had sensed Su Yang was someone of considerable means.

Offending a figure like this could have spelled trouble—maybe even cost him his job.

Fortunately, nothing unpleasant had happened. Under the envious gazes of the two, Su Yang drove off with his parents.

Junshan Huafu was located in downtown Yangcheng, and they soon reached a bustling street.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, Su Yang grinned. "Mom, Dad, what would you like for lunch? After we eat, I’ll take you shopping, and then we’ll visit a 4S store to check out some cars."

Hearing this, Chen Liping shook her head. "No need to buy anything else. Let’s just have a meal."

Su Yang insisted firmly, "No way. Today, you’re following my plan. First, lunch. Then, we’ll stroll around the mall—I’m treating you both."

Realizing there was no arguing with him, they reluctantly agreed.

Though they protested outwardly, deep down, they were overjoyed and proud. Their son’s success filled them with happiness.

After decades of frugality, they were finally experiencing what it felt like to buy a home outright and shop without worrying about prices.

And honestly? It felt amazing.

Ten minutes later, Su Yang parked in the underground garage of Guomao Shopping Mall.

This mall was one of Yangcheng’s most upscale, offering everything from dining to entertainment, along with numerous luxury brands.

Su Yang’s goal was clear: he was here to splurge on his parents. The pricier, the better. He didn’t care what others thought—if the wealthy could have it, so could his parents.

After a lifetime of hardship, they deserved to indulge.

After parking, they took the elevator to the fifth-floor dining area.

The floor was packed with options—Chinese cuisines, hot pot, Western dishes, and more.

Su Yang initially wanted to take them for Western food, but they weren’t keen. After browsing, they settled on a popular Cantonese restaurant.

By 1:20 p.m., they were done with lunch and took the elevator down to the first floor.

Most cosmetics, jewelry, and handbags were on this level. Seeing the price tags—often in the thousands—Chen Liping hesitated.

But after Su Yang’s persistent encouragement, she finally picked out two sets of Chanel cosmetics, each priced over 5,000 yuan.

Next, Su Yang bought both Su Dagang and Chen Liping two pairs of sunglasses each—perfect for driving or traveling.

As they finished, Su Yang spotted a Rolex store nearby.

He turned to Su Dagang with a grin. "Dad, come on. Let’s get you a watch."

Su Dagang had already noticed the Rolex sign. The brand was practically a household name, and he knew it well.

He grabbed Su Yang’s arm, frowning. "Yangyang, these watches are way too expensive. Let’s look somewhere else."

Su Yang clasped his hand and chuckled. "They’re not that bad. Let’s just take a look, okay? Come on."

With that, he pulled Su Dagang toward the store, and Chen Liping hurried after them.

Inside, Su Dagang still seemed uneasy. He glanced at the display cases—every watch cost tens or even hundreds of thousands.

A saleswoman in her thirties approached them.

"Good afternoon, and welcome to Rolex. How may I assist you today?"

Su Yang stepped forward. "Hello, could you help my father pick out a watch that suits him?"

"Of course." The saleswoman turned to Su Dagang with a polite smile. "Sir, what kind of watch style do you usually prefer?"

......

Under her guidance, Su Dagang reluctantly followed.

Chen Liping tugged at Su Yang’s sleeve. "Yangyang, I saw the prices. They’re outrageous. Maybe we should try another store."

Su Yang patted her arm reassuringly. "Mom, for men, a watch is like a car—it’s a statement. Men don’t have many accessories, so a good watch is essential. It adds sophistication and elevates one’s presence."

"Plus, a fine watch symbolizes status and success. Every accomplished man owns one."

He glanced at her and added, "You know what they say—better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it."

Eventually, Chen Liping gave in with a sigh. "You… Today, money doesn’t even feel like money anymore. It’s just flowing like water."

Su Yang grinned. "Don’t worry. Your son’s doing well now. Spend freely—today’s all about treating yourselves."

With that, they rejoined Su Dagang at the counter.

At that moment, the salesperson, wearing a pair of white gloves, was introducing the Rolex Daytona series watch to Su Dagang.

Back when Su Dagang married Chen Liping, he had once splurged a "hefty sum of 800 yuan" on a watch.

But as time passed, he lost the inclination to wear one—life kept him too busy scrambling to make ends meet, leaving little room for such indulgences.

That didn’t mean he didn’t like watches, though. Luxury homes, high-end cars, prestigious timepieces—most men would find it hard to resist these symbols of status.

When a man is poor, he can set aside pride and dignity to hustle. But once he has money, who wouldn’t want to reclaim that sense of prestige?

Now that Su Yang had the means to buy him a fine watch, Su Dagang hesitated about the expense, but deep down, he couldn’t deny the desire. After all, this was a Rolex.

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