Glancing at Xiaoliu, who was driving, Jiang Yaoyao cleared her throat, "I didn't want to disturb you at work, so I thought I'd call you after arriving at my aunt's."
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"Hehe." Bo Jinlan chuckled, "The mouth of a little girl, but the deceit of a ghost."
Jiang Yaoyao once again: "???"
**
The large flat that Cheng Yunzhi purchased was located near the company's CBD area and naturally followed the luxurious route, with one elevator servicing two apartments, offering excellent privacy.
She had an eye for investment and had borrowed money to enter the market and buy this property ten years ago. By now, the property's value had skyrocketed, having multiplied several times over.
Taking the elevator up, Jiang Yaoyao unlocked the door with her familiar fingerprint.