House Viewing

Su Yang opened his eyes again to find it was already the next morning.

He rolled over and sat up, groggily grabbing his phone from the couch to check the time.

"Damn, how long did I sleep?"

"9:30? Ugh."

He glanced out the window, where the hopeful morning sunlight was already streaming into the room.

"Man, I'm starving." His stomach suddenly growled loudly.

He hadn’t eaten anything since a bowl of noodles at noon the day before.

Su Yang headed to the bathroom for a quick shower, then changed into the new clothes he’d bought the previous day. He retrieved the IWC watch worth 345,000 yuan from the system shelf and put it on.

Standing in front of the mirror, he instantly noticed how his entire demeanor had transformed.

"Money really does change everything. No wonder rich people are so confident. Hell, when you’re decked out in hundreds of thousands, of course you’d feel good."

"Finally getting to experience this feeling."

With his chest puffed out and a confident expression, he opened the door and stepped outside.

Downstairs, he only took a few steps before spotting a group of young men and women gathered around his car, taking pictures.

"What’s going on?" Su Yang stared blankly at the scene ahead.

"This car is so sick!"

"Who knew this rundown neighborhood had something like this? Must belong to some rich kid."

"Yeah, wonder if the driver’s hot. If he is, I’m totally asking for his WeChat."

"Pfft, like someone driving this would even look at you?"

"You never know, maybe I’m exactly his type."

"What if it’s some old dude?"

"Even better. The older, the better—especially if he’s single."

...

Listening to their chatter, Su Yang cracked his neck and strode forward.

"Alright, break it up. Nothing to see here."

"Who are you?"

"Holy crap, he’s hot!"

Su Yang gave them a once-over—mostly teenagers around 18 or 19, with a couple of guys sporting flashy bleached hair that screamed outdated.

"Seriously? That look is so last decade."

"You even know what this car is before snapping pics?"

"It’s just a Porsche 718."

"7—Yeah, sure, whatever." Su Yang rolled his eyes, too tired to explain.

He walked to the driver’s side, yanked the door open, and slid inside.

"No way! This is his car?!"

Two of the girls immediately perked up, rushing to the window. "Hey, where are you headed? Can we hitch a ride?"

Su Yang lowered the window and saw two average-looking girls—one even had a lip piercing.

They looked like a couple of wannabe rebels.

"Listen, kids, focus on your studies instead of looking for shortcuts. Call a cab if you need a ride—this isn’t Didi. Later!"

With a charming smirk, he hit the gas and sped off.

"Ugh, what a show-off. Acting all high and mighty over a basic 718."

"Right? Not even a real luxury car. So cringe."

...

Su Yang drove a few kilometers to a noodle shop he’d frequented before—the flavors suited his taste.

Parking on the curb, he went in and quickly devoured a large bowl of spicy chicken noodles.

Afterward, he checked an app for a well-reviewed barbershop and got a sharp, modern short haircut.

By the time he finished, it was nearly noon.

Back in the car, he pulled out his phone and dialed Zhao Mengrou.

After a few rings, she answered.

"Hello, who is this?" Her voice was soft and sweet.

"It’s me, Su Yang."

"Oh, Su Yang! Right, I was supposed to take you house-hunting today. Totally slipped my mind."

Su Yang grinned. "No worries. Where are you now?"

"At home, in Chenhai Garden."

"I’ll come pick you up. Get ready—I’ll be there in 20."

Zhao Mengrou paused. "You’re picking me up? I was gonna drive to get you."

"Already on the way. Just wait for me."

"Alright, I’ll change quickly."

"Cool."

After hanging up, Su Yang pulled up navigation and headed to Chenhai Garden.

Soon, he called her again.

"Almost there. Meet me by the main gate."

"Okay~"

Five minutes later, Su Yang spotted Zhao Mengrou waiting on the sidewalk.

Beep beep!

He honked as he approached.

She wore a black lace-trimmed crop top, carrying a small white Chanel purse, paired with skinny jeans and black combat boots.

Su Yang leaned over and lowered the passenger window. "Zhao—uh, Mengrou! Get in!"

"Oh, okay."

Zhao Mengrou blinked at the sports car before opening the door and sliding inside.

"So this is your new Porsche?"

"Yep. Cool, right?"

"Isn’t this a 911?"

"Spot on. 911 Turbo S. Pretty stylish ride for picking you up, huh?" he teased.

"Absolutely! Instant VIP treatment. No wonder you’re looking at Senhai Manor—this car screams ‘I can afford it.’"

She craned her neck, inspecting the interior.

"Though the inside’s kinda meh."

"Sports cars aren’t known for plush interiors. This is decent for the class."

"Fair. Hey, what did you call me earlier?" She eyed his profile.

"Huh?"

"You called me ‘Zhao-jie’?"

"Oh… that. Force of habit. I’ll adjust."

"Just say ‘Mengrou’ like everyone else. Only you still use ‘Zhao-jie.’"

Su Yang chuckled. "Fine, fine. Mengrou. But since I’m younger, how about ‘Mengrou-jie’?"

"Hmm… that works."

As they chatted, they soon arrived at the Senhai Manor sales office.

A security guard directed Su Yang to park, and a woman in professional attire stepped out.

"Xiaoman! Over here!" Zhao Mengrou waved.

The woman named Gu Xiaoman walked over with a sway in her step.

She had a soft, porcelain complexion, delicate features, and full, red lips.

Her white blouse hugged her curves, paired with a black pencil skirt and sheer stockings. Her legs were toned and flawless, her hair pulled into a sleek high ponytail.

Su Yang shut the car door and looked up, instantly impressed.

Damn, she’s fine.

—System!

[Gu Xiaoman, Age: 27]

[Height: 167cm]

[Weight: 54kg]

[Appearance: 88]

[Figure: 90]

[Relationships: 3, currently single]

—No questions. Just bind!

[Ding. Binding successful. Favorability: 0]

"You’re here," Gu Xiaoman said sweetly, smiling as she approached.

"Alright, Xiaoman, this is the friend I mentioned to you yesterday, Su Yang. He wants to take a look at the properties in Senhai Manor."

"Sure." Gu Xiaoman responded with a smile and extended her delicate hand toward Su Yang.

"Hello, Mr. Su. I’m Gu Xiaoman, the sales manager at Senhai Manor. I’ll be showing you around today."

Su Yang gave a polite smile and shook her hand briefly before letting go. "Hello, hello. No need to be so formal. Mengrou and I are friends."

"Got it." Gu Xiaoman replied naturally, flashing a warm smile.

"Let’s head inside then," Zhao Mengrou chimed in.

The three of them walked toward the sales center.

The sales office of Senhai Manor was grand and luxurious, designed primarily in black and gold tones, reminiscent of the Bulgari Hotel’s aesthetic.

The ceiling above the entrance was adorned with a massive starlight feature, similar to the one found in Rolls-Royce cars, though it was less noticeable during the day.

A large woolen carpet with the Senhai Manor logo was spread across the entrance, flanked by two symmetrical water feature walls.

Inside, the soaring ceiling held an enormous crystal chandelier, while the floors were paved with marble.

Su Yang couldn’t help but marvel at the opulence. ‘This place is seriously high-end. Finally, I can afford a home here!’

"Mr. Su, Mengrou, please have a seat over here." Gu Xiaoman gestured toward the lounge area.

As soon as they sat down, a hostess in a black skirt uniform approached them.

"Hello, what would you like to drink?"

Su Yang glanced up and thought to himself, ‘Not bad—even the staff here are top-tier.’

"I’ll have an iced Americano, if that’s available."

"Of course~"

"Same for me," Zhao Mengrou added.

"Very well, please give us a moment."

After the hostess left, Gu Xiaoman began introducing Su Yang to the key details about Senhai Manor—its location, surrounding amenities, and community features.

Once she finished, Su Yang asked, "Are there any ready-to-move-in units available now?"

"Yes, Mr. Su. Would you prefer a high-rise or a luxury flat?"

"Luxury flat," Su Yang answered without hesitation.

"Got it. Give me just a moment to check the available layouts."

She picked up a tablet and scanned through the listings. After a minute, she smiled. "We still have several options in stock."

"What sizes?"

"Building One has 220-square-meter units. Building Two is already sold out. Building Three offers 300 and 355-square-meter layouts. Those are the only luxury flats currently available—the rest are high-rises."

"The bigger units are all gone?"

"Yes, the 400 and 500-square-meter ones were in Building Two, and they’ve all been purchased."

"Wow, that many wealthy people in Haicheng?" Su Yang joked.

Gu Xiaoman chuckled in response. "Actually, the 300 and 355-square-meter layouts are quite impressive. All our luxury flats come fully furnished—ready for immediate move-in."

"Oh? You mean everything’s included?"

"Exactly. We provide true turnkey solutions—not just the hard finishes but all the soft furnishings as well. Buyers don’t need to purchase any furniture, and everything we use is from top-tier luxury brands you’d recognize."

Su Yang nodded thoughtfully.

"Then I’d like to see the two layouts in Building Three."