Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 599 - 302 You Must Be the Happiest_3

Chapter 599: Chapter 302: You Must Be the Happiest_3

Chapter 599 -302: You Must Be the Happiest_3

He wondered if Tang Song could help Ruannuan in some way, such as providing her with a well-paid job she could keep in the long term.

Of course, this was just a suggestion, and it wasn’t the right time to talk about these matters.

“I’m telling you this, auntie, just so you and uncle can be prepared.”

She had been in the finance world for many years and knew about many of the chaotic illusions that reality held.

However, it wasn’t easy to discuss this with her aunt, so she had to be subtle about it.

This was out of goodwill, after all family is family, and Wen Ruan was her close cousin.

“Okay, thank you Feifei,” Qian Guixiang nodded absently.

Back in the private room.

Seeing her daughter happily by Tang Song’s side, her mood started to weigh down.

In the past, it was always Wen Ruan who had the choice, as her daughter had everything—looks, figure, and education.

But now, knowing Tang Song’s situation, the tables had completely turned.

It all depended on whether he was willing to marry and how long he could stay with Wen Ruan.

What should she do now?

…

It was just past two in the afternoon.

Lunch was drawing to a close.

Wang Feng’e’s relatives had just parked nearby, and they said their goodbyes after leaving the restaurant.

After seeing the group off, they headed towards the front gate of the residential area.

Wang Feng’e suddenly smiled and said, “Tang Song, I heard from my second sister that you also have a house in Shengyuan Good Place. Looks like we’ll be neighbors in the future, how about a visit now?”

Lv Feifei blinked and added, “Right, right, since we’re here, we might as well visit your place too. Maybe Ruannuan will be living there soon, right? I’m so curious!”

As she spoke, she affectionately patted Wen Ruan’s arm.

Qian Guixiang and her husband exchanged glances, both somewhat tempted.

Wen Ruan hesitated for a moment and said softly, “It’s really hot today, let’s not bother, and Tang Song isn’t prepared for guests, it’s not appropriate to just show up at his place.”

She didn’t know exactly how many women Tang Song had, what if this was one of their residences?

Even if not, what if there were traces of other women who had lived there?

“We’re not strangers, just going to take a look,” Qian Guimei looked at Tang Song and said, “Of course, it still depends on if Tang Song agrees. If it’s inconvenient, we can talk about it next time.”

Noticing Wen Ruan’s hesitant eyes, Tang Song gently wrapped his arm around his older sister’s supple waist, smiling brilliantly, “There’s nothing inappropriate, I was actually planning to take Ruannuan and uncle and aunt for a visit, and I’ve prepared a surprise for her there.”

Upon hearing this, Qian Guixiang’s heart blossomed with excitement, “Then let’s go and take a look!”

They were obsessed with houses, and hearing that Tang Song owned one in Shengyuan Good Place had sparked their curiosity.

Previously, with many people around and some unknown relatives, many questions could not be asked.

Wen Ruan froze for a moment, then a dawning realization spread across her face.

When she returned from Imperial City, Tang Song indeed mentioned preparing two surprises for her.

He must have arranged them knowing they were visiting Shengyuan Good Place today.

Suddenly, she felt an inexplicable anticipation.

Descending into the ordinary is inevitable, but romance remains undying.

As an ordinary person, Wen Ruan too was naturally looking forward to some romance from her boyfriend.

Like the last time he unexpectedly showed up in Imperial City and performed “Bridge of Peace.”

Every time she remembered, her lips would curve, slightly mischievously.

“Mom, you’re not feeling well, and it’s very sunny outside. Maybe you shouldn’t go, just go upstairs and rest, and I’ll drive you home later.” Qian Chengjun suggested.

Wen Ruan’s grandmother shook her head nonchalantly, using her dialect, “It’s fine, I feel great and not tired at all today, really jovial.”

Lv Feifei covered her mouth, giggling, “Haha, you are really in good health, definitely live to a hundred!”

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The group chatted as they entered through the gates of the complex, walking along the clean and tidy cobblestone path.

The area was shaded by green trees, with lush flowers and vegetation, and there was even an artificial lake in the center of the complex, the water clear to the bottom.

It was like walking in a garden.

Even the heat of the summer seemed overshadowed a bit.

Wang Feng’e proudly introduced the environment of the complex, then curiously asked, “By the way, Tang Song, I almost forgot to ask, which building is your house in?”

“Building 6.”

“Oh, Building 6.” Wang Feng’e murmured, then her expression froze, exclaiming, “Building 6!?”

“What’s wrong, Feng’e?” Qian Guixiang furrowed her brow, “Is there something wrong?”

Qian Mingfeng and Sun Jie glanced at each other and blurted out, “The villa area!”

Although they had just moved in, they used to visit frequently to check on the progress of their new house.

They were fairly familiar with the layout of the complex.

Shengyuan Good Place had six 3-story townhouses and fifteen western-style houses.

All six villas are located in the core area of the complex, quiet, private, with the best environment and amenities.

They often walked there before, always desiring the villas that symbolized wealth and status.

“Villa?” Qian Guixiang’s hand trembling as she held her mother’s, shocked.

Wang Feng’e swallowed, explaining, “Buildings 1 to 6 are all townhouses, I… I had no idea you lived in the villa section, Tang Song, haha.”

As she spoke, her slightly flamboyant demeanor subdued.

She wasn’t foolish and knew the value of a villa in Shengyuan Good Place.

The villas, not available on the open market, had homeowners who were either rich or eminent.

Altogether, they were people they couldn’t afford to provoke.

Holding his older sister’s hand, Tang Song nodded calmly, “Yes, the corner townhouse.”

Wang Feng’e carefully added, “Ah, is it the 360 square meter one with a garden? Very nice, very nice.”