Chapter 297: I have a house here

Looking at the elegant rear view of the Mercedes-Benz S.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei shakes her head and sighs: "Ruanruan's target, really good!"

Lu Hou Feifei shrugs, her expression somewhat unnatural: "Indeed quite good, I even feel Ruanruan… climbed high."

Their family bought a new car two years ago, it is a Mercedes-Benz E300L, naturally knowing the price of Tang Song's car.

The top-spec Mercedes-Benz S450L costs 1.4 million to land.

Through contact, the mother and daughter can also see that Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei shouldn't have exaggerated.

On the way to the Dongmen of the residential area.

Lu Hou Feifei suddenly says: "Mom, you say… can Ruanruan and Tang Song really make it in the end?"

It's not strange that she is letting her imagination run wild, it's just that this meeting left too deep an impression on them.

Lu Hou Feifei, who has been in the financial circle for many years, has seen a lot, and there are many similar boys in her circle of friends and social circle.

Of course, most are second-generation.

Personalities are all different, but without exception, their emotional experiences are very rich, and there is never a lack of women around them.

Tang Song is only 25 years old.

Such an impeccable young rich and handsome, successful in career, high net worth, generous, the gap with 30-year-old Wen Wen Ruan is still very obvious.

The variables in the middle are truly too big.

As a cousin who has had a very good relationship since childhood, Lu Hou Feifei is very worried about this matter.

She knows Wen Wen Ruan too well, don't know how sad she will be if they really break up in the future.

After listening to her daughter's analysis, Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei's face also carries a worried look, "Heard from Qian Qian Guixiang, Wen Wen Ruan doesn't plan to get married for the next two or three years because she is going to be a senior executive in the Xingyun International Group branch."

Lu Hou Feifei frowns: "Looking at it this way, they are afraid… very hanging."

Thinking for a while, Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei sighs, her tone complex: "Anyway, still have to consider Wen Wen Ruan's future, she is not young anymore. If it drags on for another two or three years, Tang Song is only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but what about Wen Wen Ruan? Not to mention the gap in conditions between the two is a bit big, I feel it's a bit hanging."

"Mm." Lu Hou Feifei nods.

Little Aunt Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang's family has had a hard time all these years.

Although Wen Wen Ruan says she is going to be a senior executive, she is an unmarried and childless woman of this age, which is truly too sensitive.

Don't know when she will be optimized.

They urge Wen Wen Ruan to find a partner, more also to have a reliance for Wen Wen Ruan's future.

Walking out of the Dongmen of the residential area, looking at the Mercedes-Benz S450L parked on the side of the road.

Lu Hou Feifei says in a low voice: "If Wen Wen Ruan really can't let go, she can think of a way to ask for some guarantees. Tang Song is generous and doesn't lack money, it's best to let him help Wen Wen Ruan and pave the way for her career.

Of course, this is just my suggestion, now is not suitable to talk about these things.

Telling you, Little Aunt, is just hoping you and Uncle have a psychological preset."

She has been in the financial circle for many years and knows many magical chaos in reality.

However, this is not easy to tell her own Little Aunt, so she can only be tactful.

This is also out of good intentions, after all, they are all relatives, and Wen Wen Ruan is also a cousin she has a good relationship with.

"Fine, thank you Hou Feifei." Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei nods absent-mindedly.

Returning to the car.

The Mercedes-Benz E300 follows behind the Mercedes-Benz S450L and drives toward the Qiaoxi District.

……

On the road, inside the quiet and cool Mercedes-Benz S-class car.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang cares about Tang Song's work and life for a few sentences, and starts talking about today's destination.

That is the house that Wen Wen Ruan's Little Uncle Qian Qian Zhao Chengjun just bought for his son Qian Qian Mingfeng.

Speaking of the Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing residential area, Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang's voice is quite emotional, and also carries thick envy.

Although when sister-in-law Wang Feng'e showed off in the video, she performed quite calmly, but actually she was sour in her heart.

The matter of the demolition house being unfinished has always been a thorn in her throat, a heart disease of their family.

So she cares about the house particularly much.

Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing is located in the central area of Qiaoxi District and is a veteran high-end residential area in Yancheng.

Adjacent to parks, subways, and surrounded by 3 commercial streets within 1 kilometer.

Surrounded by mature community facilities and rich natural landscapes.

Quiet amidst the noise, it is a rare residential area in the city area that has a villa area.

It is also a famous high-end residential area and a gathering place for the rich.

Listening to Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang's words, Tang Song looks at Wen Wen Ruan sideways, and also sees a trace of envy in her eyes.

As long as it is a normal person, they will have desires.

The big sister has such a personality that loves life and enjoyment, naturally she has it too.

From her two good best friends, Tang Song obtained a lot of information, and asked Huiguang Decoration to renovate that townhouse villa according to Wen Wen Ruan's wishes.

Believe it will definitely make the big sister satisfied and moved to the point of being unable to close her legs and mouth.

Can also bring a huge shock to her parents.

Thinking of this, a joyful smile appears on Tang Song's face.

About twenty minutes later, the Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing residential area appears outside the car window.

Although the residential area was built more than 10 years ago, the building body is maintained very well.

The exterior design integrates the simple lines of modern architecture with the warm texture of traditional architecture, large areas of dark floor-to-ceiling windows, natural stone exterior walls, looking very beautiful.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang looks at the messages in the group and smiles: "Tang Song, there is a paid parking lot outside the Nanmen, there should still be parking spaces, just park there."

Tang Song slowly reduces the speed, turns sideways and asks: "Aunt, which building is Little Uncle's new house in?"

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang is stunned and answers: "Building 11, Unit 3."

"OK." Tang Song nods.

The car drives directly toward the Nanmen of the residential area.

Soon, the gorgeous and atmospheric white gate head comes into view.

Tang Song turns the steering wheel and drives directly toward the gate.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang hurriedly says: "It's okay Tang Song, we just walk two steps, heard that this residential area is managed very strictly, generally doesn't let outside cars in, if walking on the ground, have to enter from the Dongmen."

"Aunt, it's too hot outside, let's go directly into the basement." Tang Song shakes his head with a smile.

"But the car…" Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang's mouth twitches, still wanting to say something.

The horizontal bar of the gate barrier lifts directly, and the car drives directly into the residential area.

"Uh…"

The three people in the car are stunned at the same time, somewhat not reacting.

Tang Song drives skillfully into the basement.

The surroundings instantly become dark.

Bright lights turn on, illuminating the surroundings.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang says in full astonishment: "What's going on? Outside cars can enter directly?"

Wen Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat; watching Tang Song navigate the basement garage with such familiarity, she seemed to understand something.

She was still quite knowledgeable about her boyfriend.

With 15% equity in the Nebula International Group and a close relationship with Su Yu,

his net worth must be far beyond imagination.

Tang Song drove the car steadily and said in a relaxed tone, "It's not that, Auntie. I happen to have a property here at Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing, and the car is registered with the property management, which is why we were able to enter directly."

"Ah? Is that so... that's quite good." Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang let out a soft exclamation, touching her gold bracelet, her mind feeling a bit dizzy.

She remembered that Tang Song's home was a large open-plan apartment in Yanjing Yanjing Tiancheng, worth over ten million, which was a high-end residential complex built in Yancheng in recent years.

She had also seen the photos her niece posted in the group chat, and the renovation was very luxurious.

She just hadn't expected that he also had a property at Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing.

She knew a lot about Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing; after all, it was a long-established high-end residential complex, especially since it even had villas inside.

Strictly speaking, it was the only residential complex in the city center area that had villas.

Other villa areas were located in more remote areas, and their living amenities couldn't compare to Shengyuan Shengyuan Jiajing.

As a local, she had seen introductions to this complex many times on television, road signs, and in newspapers.

Many well-known big bosses lived here.

That was why Wen Wen Ruan's aunt was so excited and showed off everywhere after buying a property here for her son.

In the Mercedes-Benz E300 following behind.

Lv Hou Feifei, sitting in the driver's seat, hurriedly braked and parked on the side of the road.

She exchanged a look with her mother, Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei, and asked in surprise, "How did Tang Song's car get in directly?"

"I don't know." Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei shook her head blankly, took out her phone, and said, "Let me ask."

Lv Hou Feifei nodded and drove the car into the commercial area's paid parking lot.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang out.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei looked down and her mouth trembled, "Well, no wonder, Tang Song has a property here."

"Tsk tsk—" With her thoughts verified, Lv Hou Feifei shook her head with emotion, "This family background is even thicker than we thought. I don't know if I should say Wen Ruan Wen Ruan is lucky."

Her job was financial service consulting, and she had come into contact with many, many wealthy people.

Wealthy people like Tang Song, who were calm, gentle, and low-key, were often not just "a little rich," but truly powerful families with deep foundations.

She really felt that her cousin Wen Wen Ruan couldn't hold onto a boy like this.

The Mercedes-Benz S450L stopped outside Unit 3 of Building 11, and Tang Song found a spot that didn't block the way to park.

The car doors opened, and the group of four walked out.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei was still a bit dizzy.

Tang Song reminded her softly, "Auntie, please give your uncle a call and ask him to help press the elevator."

"Alright, alright." Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei instantly sobered up, took out her phone, and dialed.

"Hello, Zhao Chengjun! We've arrived downstairs."

"Yes, yes, yes, Building 11, Unit 3, that's right."

"We've entered the lobby, the elevator will be there soon."

"Okay, see you in a bit."

After hanging up, the sound of a violent heartbeat rang in Qian Qian Qian Qian Guimei's ears again.

This son-in-law of hers was truly impressive.

In a little while, when they got to her nephew Qian Qian Mingfeng's place, she would surely be able to show off again.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang had lived for more than half her life and had never felt so stirred up.

The emotions she had suppressed for many years were eager to burst forth.

Looking at the magnificent underground lobby, a thought suddenly popped into Qian Qian Qian Qian Guixiang's mind.

Maybe Wen Ruan Wen Ruan will also live in this complex in the future!

Hmph, by then, I'll send videos to Wen Ruan Wen Ruan's aunt every day too!