He paused, then Luo Zhiyong remembered Liu Fengsheng buying an apartment right above theirs for no apparent reason, and continued, "Besides, think about Liu Fengsheng. Don't you find it odd? Why did he buy a place right above ours if he had nothing up his sleeve?"
The more Fang Pingying heard, the angrier she got. What kind of absurd concoction was this? Just because someone bought a house, it indicated premeditation?
Looking at Luo Zhiyong, Fang Pingying couldn't help but shout back, "Luo Zhiyong, don't vilify my friend like that. He bought the apartment merely because it was a coincidence. The apartment above us belonged to a friend of Liu Fengsheng, and his family happened to need a house at the time. The price and location were right, so he bought it. What's wrong with that?"
