Otherwise, if I buy this house, we're bound to become enemies.
Wang Zhenzhen covered her face and went back to pack her luggage, sulking.
The middle-aged man laughed and said, "This place is temporarily uninhabitable. I'll call a cleaning service to tidy it up, and then we can move in."
He glanced at Ji Fei, knowing full well that President Sun bought this house for her. Everyone knew, except for her, who was still in the dark.
"Miss Ji, you should stay at a hotel for a few days. I'll reimburse your accommodation expenses."
Sun Dasheng, who had been silent, finally spoke up, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have an unused presidential suite at the hotel. It would be a waste of money otherwise, so let her stay there."
The middle-aged man was immediately filled with respect, realizing you just can't compare people.
Listen to what he's saying.
A presidential suite that costs tens of thousands per night is left vacant.
Amazing, he really is rich.
