For Ying Jing to like this house that he renovated is Wen Fucheng's ultimate goal.
Nan Ling was lost in thought because of Wen Fucheng's words.
So, he's married!
He looks quite young. Isn't it said that quality elite men marry later nowadays?
The guy before him married young.
Wen Fucheng did not pay any mind to Nan Ling's slightly provocative words, carelessly mentioning the subtle points that needed adjustment since entering the house to Nan Xin.
As Nan Xin left, he glared at his sister.
His gaze signaled her to not speak recklessly; the man before them wasn't a young boy she could casually flirt with.
