Chapter 592 House Viewing

Wen Liang glanced at him.

Fu Zheng continued, "If I remember correctly, Miss Tang also owns half of this house? It's fine for the two of you to live here together, but now that you have a child and have hired a confinement nanny, and Fanfan and I come here often, I'm afraid it will squeeze Miss Tang's space."

Wen Liang glanced at him and smiled, "Are you still concerned about this?"

"Well," Fu Zheng nodded seriously, "Although Miss Tang doesn't live here now, we shouldn't disturb her too much, right?"

Wen Liang has considered this matter. In the future, there will be more and more children's supplies. In order to provide children with reasonable growth space, public areas may need to be renovated.

She once thought about buying back the other half of the property rights of the house from Tang, but gave up after thinking about it. Tang and Yan Huai are now living in Anjiang Mansion, and their relationship is not stable. If they have a quarrel one day and don't want to go back to the Tang family, they can come here to find peace and quiet.

"Just tell me, what do you think?"

"Move back to Galaxy Bay? Or move upstairs?"

"I won't consider the first one, and I won't consider the second one either," Wen Liang thought for a moment and shook his head.

Seeing Wen Liang's quick rejection, Fu Zheng was helpless. "Then what are your plans?"

"If I buy another one, can you help me find a suitable one? This building is best, but if not, other units will be fine."

"...Okay, then I'll have someone keep an eye on it."

…

I don’t know if Fu Zheng used any tricks, but there was news about the house within two days. It was a house in this unit, on the tenth floor.

The person who wants to sell the house is a young man. After graduating from abroad, he found a job locally and planned to settle down there. Taking advantage of his recent free time, he returned to China to deal with domestic real estate.

Through the introducer, Wen Liang and Fu Zheng made an appointment with the homeowner to view the house tomorrow.

After dinner, I came back from a walk. Wenliang played some light music and sat on the sofa reading a book. The atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

Suddenly, there was a faint crackling sound coming from the study, but it was not very clear.

She put down the book, stood up and walked towards the study, "Fu Zheng? What's wrong?"

As she spoke, she pushed open the door and saw the glass lying on the ground in pieces. A small puddle of water had been splashed, but more of it had spilled onto the table, dripping down drop by drop.

What’s even more sad is that the place where the water accumulated the most was where her computer was placed.

Fu Zheng was holding a tissue in his hand and was about to wipe the table when he saw Wen Liang open the door. He explained, "It's nothing. I was just looking at the documents too hard and didn't hold the cup steady when I was drinking water. Don't come over here, be careful not to prick your feet. I'll clean it up."

"Oh, clean my computer first, before it breaks down."

"Well, go and have a rest."

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Wen Liang sat back on the sofa and watched Fu Zheng coming in and out, sweeping and mopping the floor.

Putting the mop back in the bathroom, Fu Zheng went back into the study. A few minutes later, he came out and walked towards the sofa. "Aliang, I have some bad news for you."

As soon as she saw his expression, Wen Liang guessed it and raised an eyebrow, "My computer is broken?"

"Yes." Fu Zheng's expression was helpless. "I'll ask Special Assistant Yang to take it to be repaired tomorrow."

"Um."

Recently, Wen Liang rarely uses the computer and doesn't delay anything.

The next day, Fu Zheng did not go to the company. After Special Assistant Yang took Wen Liang's computer away, he and Wen Liang went to the tenth floor to look at the house.

The homeowner introduced the apartment to them very enthusiastically.

The decoration of the room has no highlights, but also no major shortcomings, it is mainly moderate.

According to the homeowner, he bought a fully furnished house, which saved him the trouble of renovation. Since he lives abroad all year round, he rarely lives in this house, so many of the furniture are new and can be given to Wen Liang.

I recently returned home on vacation and was anxious to sell the house. The price of the house was one cent lower than the normal market price, which was absolutely perfect.

Wen Liang glanced at Fu Zheng suspiciously, pulled him aside, and lowered his voice, "Is this someone you hired as a shill?"

She suspected that Fu Zheng had checked her bank card and knew the amount in it. After donating 200 million to establish the foundation, she didn't have much money left. She also set up a studio and had just started on the right track. This price was barely affordable for her. If she needed a little more, she would have to borrow money from Tang Shishi.

Fu Zheng smiled, "Then go ask him now to see if he recognizes me?"

Wen Liang rolled his eyes at him, but ultimately signed the contract with the landlord and transferred the money.

Seeing that they were straightforward and eager to make friends, the homeowner offered to treat them to a meal. After the meal, they went to the Real Estate Registration Center to handle the transfer procedures.

Holding the property certificate and keys, Wen Liang and Fu Zheng returned to the large flat on the tenth floor and carefully toured the entire house.

"What do you think of this style? Should we tear it down and rebuild it, or keep it?" Fu Zheng asked.

"It's too troublesome to tear it down and rebuild it, so we can just modify some of it..." Wen Liang stood at the door of a room, looking around, "This tea room faces the sun and has bright light, so I'll turn it into a baby room, and the study will remain unchanged."

She walked into the bedroom and took a look. "Let's change the bed later. Put a matching dressing table here and add some soft furnishings. It will be nice."

"What style do you want for the baby's room? We'll start construction during this period, and air it out after it's finished. You can move in when you're almost done giving birth."

"I'll go back and look for references."

Wen Liang did what she said. After returning home, she held the tablet and looked for strategies and references. She didn't put the tablet down until after dinner when Fu Zheng came to remind her.

In the evening, she also came to the study, sat opposite Fu Zheng, and hand-drew the example diagram.

Seeing her serious look, Fu Zheng smiled.

It can be seen that she is looking forward to the birth of her child.

Him too.

So, no accidents must happen.

Fu Zheng looked at the computer screen, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

That was the WeChat chat window. Ten minutes ago, the contact, Special Assistant Yang, sent him a message: Mr. Fu, I found these in my wife's mailbox. I just received them.

Below are a few pictures that Fu Zheng found very familiar. There was a picture of Wen Liang walking on the streets of Philadelphia while pregnant, and there was also a picture of Wen Liang lying on a hospital bed with a baby beside her.

If Wen Liang saw these photos and realized that they were not photoshopped, he would definitely doubt himself and seek the truth.

If she gives birth prematurely, it will be very dangerous for her and the baby in her womb. Even if the fetus can be carried to full term, her excessive thoughts will not be good for her body and the baby.

What a sinister intention!

Fu Qingyue was determined to go against them, so Fu Zheng could only try his best to conceal the truth, as long as possible, until Wen Liang gave birth to the child safely. It would be best if he could find Fu Qingyue before the truth was exposed.

He replied to Special Assistant Yang: Monitor and locate the email address from which emails are sent.

Special Assistant Yang: Yes.

Fu Zheng closed the chat window and asked, "Aliang, where's your phone? Let me call you."

Wen Liang raised his head and asked casually, "In the bedroom, where's your phone?"

"Charging."

Can’t you just unplug it first, make the call, and then continue charging?

This thought flashed through Wen Liang's mind.

She didn't think too much about it, and let Fu Zheng go to the bedroom to get his cell phone, and lowered her head to continue thinking about the decoration of the baby room.

A few minutes later, Fu Zheng came back empty-handed, sat in front of the computer, and seemed to have made a phone call.

Wen Liang placed the draft in front of him and said, "Fu Zheng, what do you think of this decoration?"