"How much do you want?"

Ning Lan looked at her, then glanced at Qin Yan beside her, bit her lip slightly and said, "One million!"

"I know you have a lot of money now. If you want to buy this house, it's one million."

Ning Lan looked at them, or more precisely, at Qin Yan.

Ning Xi knew from the way she looked at Qin Yan that she must have known that Qin Yan was very rich.

The market price of this house here is only over 600,000 yuan.

But she asked for one million, which was very similar to how Old Lady Zhao asked for hundreds of thousands of dollars in betrothal gifts.

Ning Xi thought that he had accepted her changes and let it go during this period of time, but he was still stabbed.

Qin Yan also frowned, but not because he felt sorry for the money, but because of Ning Lan's attitude.

He knew that his wife must have been hurt again.

However, he did not speak for the time being. Everything depended on Ning Xi. If she agreed, he would pay.

Ning Xi suppressed the discomfort in her heart, looked at Ning Lan and said, "Aunt, if it weren't for my mother's 50,000 yuan, we wouldn't have been able to get this house. And with 50,000 yuan at that time, even if there was no quota, we should have been able to buy a commercial apartment, right?"

Fifty thousand yuan at that time was equivalent to half a million yuan today. If it weren't for this money, what would it matter if Ning Lan got a place?

And this money was enough to buy a nice house at the time, so the quota was actually not important at all.

However, she still cared about her aunt, so she wanted to give her enough compensation so that she could have a good retirement life in the future.

But I didn't expect that she would ask for such a huge amount of money.