boyutpedia Chapter 180 Gave her a house?
Chapter 180 Gave her a house?
Tang Shuya said, "Gifting equity can only be done when the person is conscious. Look at Grandpa, is his physical condition suitable for this? If we force it, it will only give Tang Yongnian a handle."
"You're right. I didn't think it through properly." Zhuang Yu said with a frown. Then, with a roll of his eyes, he added, "The old man probably won't recover for a while. Your father certainly won't stop. He's personally involved and has blocked many of our projects."
Tang Shuya heard Zhuang Yu's hesitation, glanced at him, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Didn't I tell you before that I knew Mr. Yu from Harbour City when I was abroad?"
"The wealthy man who owns mountains of gold and silver?"
"Yes." Zhuang Yu folded his sleeves and said, "He showed a strong interest in Yunding at that time."
Tang Shuya pushed his glasses up, a gleam in his eyes, "Okay, then let's meet up."
……
That day, Tang Shuya brought Ling Zhen to a high-end residential complex with tight security and high privacy.
The area has convenient transportation and mature surrounding facilities, including supermarkets, shopping malls, schools and hospitals.
"What did you bring me here for?"
Ling Zhen widened his almond-shaped eyes in confusion.
Tang Shuya smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when you get up there."
Arriving at a door, Tang Shuya pressed the password a few times, and the door opened with a beep.
The house has a split-level two-story design.
The high ceilings and ample space create a sense of spaciousness and comfort.
Ling Zhen's eyes lit up when he saw a very large terrace outside.
The man beside him chuckled softly, "I knew you liked this terrace. You can plant flowers and plants on it in the future. Plant whatever you want."
"After me?"
Ling Zhen raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes full of confusion.
"Yes, from now on you will be the owner of this house."
Tang Shuya said it lightly, but Ling Zhen felt the weight of it.
She asked in disbelief, "You mean, this is my house?"
Tang Shuya walked to the side cabinet, opened the drawer, and took out a document. "Yes, your name is written on the contract. Only your name."
"you……"
Ling Zhen's heart was slightly moved and he was speechless.
Did Tang Shuya give her a house?
After a long while, he managed to utter a few words, "Why did you give me a house?"
A frown crossed Tang Shuya's brows, but disappeared the moment he raised his eyes. His expression was no different from usual. "I want to give it to you. Do I need a reason? I think it would be better for you to have a property. Don't go back to your previous rental house."
Ling Zhen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that the world of the rich was not something that ordinary people could understand.
Buying a house is as easy as buying a cabbage in the market.
Tang Shushu hugged her from behind, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Let's stay here tonight. I want to eat the food you cook, okay?"
There was an inextricable tenderness in his voice.
Her heart was beating uncontrollably.
She originally wanted to refuse his gift, but she felt that if she said this, it would definitely break the warm atmosphere between them.
Thinking about it this way, I feel a little bit reluctant.
Let’s talk about it after tonight.
Tang Shuya didn't bring a driver today and drove himself.
The car drove to a nearby large supermarket.
Tang Shuya sacrificed many of his firsts for Ling Zhen. In addition to the flower market, he also went to a crowded supermarket for the first time.
This kind of thing was something he had never thought of in the past.
But when I was with Ling Zhen, it became very natural.
At Ling Zhen's instruction, he took the cart and followed Ling Zhen like a follower.
At first, I always felt a little awkward. Looking around, I saw that everyone was the same.
Some were single, some were couples, and some were families of three, with children even sitting in strollers.
Only then did he gradually feel at ease.
Ling Ruo in front of him was telling him about today's dishes while choosing meat and vegetables, and also bought a lot of daily necessities.
A smile gradually crept up the corners of Tang Shuya's eyes. Without Ling Zhen saying anything, he would automatically help her lift heavy objects or take away goods placed high up.
At this moment, they were like newlyweds experiencing the sweetness of marriage for the first time, with unspoken warmth and harmony revealed in their every gesture.
Tang Shuya had never felt this way before. He suddenly realized that perhaps this was what ordinary people's families were like.
There is warmth everywhere in the ordinary.
Simple, pure, yet profound and moving.
After returning home, Tang Shuya slowly walked onto the terrace.
The night was falling and the stars were twinkling. He gently lit a cigarette. In the smoke, even his thoughts seemed to become hazy and profound.
He looked through the transparent glass partition, his eyes piercing through the night and falling on the busy figure in the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the soft light enveloped her warmly, giving her a faint glow.
A few strands of her hair fell down inadvertently, gently brushing against her cheek.
She casually lifted it up and tucked it behind her ear. She seemed to feel something. She looked back and smiled. Her curved eyes were as dazzling as a meteor across the Milky Way.
Tang Shuya was stunned for a few moments.
The ash from the slowly burning cigarette in my hand was growing longer and longer without me noticing.
It wasn't until a slight tingling sensation came from his fingertips that he suddenly came back to his senses.
Looking down, he saw a wisp of green smoke swirling up, and the ash slid down quietly, landing right on his slender, bony fingers, leaving an insignificant red dot and a barely perceptible burning sensation.
He shook his hands gently, shaking off the remaining cigarette ash, and seemed to be dispelling some thoughts in his mind that shouldn't exist.
He shouldn't invest his feelings in Ling Zhen. They have no future together and it's not a good thing.
But he still couldn't bear to let her go free.
It’s like when people go through so much trouble to get a toy they like, even if they get tired of it later, they are reluctant to throw it away. They would rather throw it in a corner where no one cares about it and let it get covered in dust and rot, rather than let others touch it.
This is not love, it's just possessiveness.
Don't like it at all?
That's impossible too.
But it’s not the liking for people, but the liking for one’s own things.
After dinner, he couldn't wait to pick her up and take her to the bedroom.
His lips kissed all the way down.
He lingered on the spot he liked the most for a while, then bit her ear and asked her and called her over and over again in soft words.
"Do you like this?..."
"Here? Do you like it?..."
"A-Zhu, A-Zhu..."
Lingering and corrosive.
His eyes, like splashed ink, were filled with the red light of desire as he stared at Ling Yu without blinking.
He admired her fair and flawless face with satisfaction until it slowly turned a brilliant red, as delicate and enchanting as a blooming crabapple flower.
He was unscrupulous and threw everything behind him, and he would not stop until he was completely satisfied.
At this time, the morning light was dim, and the weak light could not penetrate the thick curtains, leaving only a faint shadow on them.