"I'm at the villa over on Calloist Road."
He Jingchuan, although carefree in general, takes his real estate investments seriously. Like a cunning rabbit with multiple nests, he has around ten or so properties.
"Got it. Depending on my mood, I'll come by if I have time."
After saying this, he gestured for Su Nanzhi to hang up the phone.
"Let's eat first, and then talk," Jiang Beiyu, a classic case of forsaking friends for his girlfriend, planned to quietly finish cooking, have a meal with his girlfriend, and then discuss whether to join the lively outing or not.
His little girlfriend has good memory and hearing. She slowly wrapped her arms around Jiang Beiyu's waist, just like he usually loves to do. But instead, Su Nanzhi buried her head into his back.
Jiang Beiyu hadn't even had the chance to enjoy this tender gesture from his girlfriend before he heard a faint question behind him, "What does He Jingchuan mean by a green hat just now?"
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
