"Alright, that's more like it. Han, let's charge the young girl a thousand less for this house."
"Got it! Has the young girl captured your heart, old man?"
"Yes, I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to come back in this life. If I'm lucky enough to return before I die, I hope to come back and see."
"No problem, even if I'm not living there, you can still come and see."
Wei Kaiyun said something, went out to get the money, eight thousand yuan, which was eight bundles. The old man smiled and handed the property certificate to Jiang Xinyu. "Let Mr. Han take you to transfer the ownership."
Jiang Xinyu came out of Mr. Xing's home with satisfaction.
"Young girl, you're something! Come on, let me take you to transfer the ownership, from today onwards, this house is yours."
Jiang Xinyu held the property certificate with her name on it, suddenly feeling a bit unreal.
"What's wrong?" Wei Kaiyun sensed something was up with her.
