cough.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiu immediately looked up.

It seems I really have forgotten.

Aunt Yingying and Uncle Ye are Mom's own son and daughter!

"I...."

Ye Wanying stroked Xiao Jiu's face:

"Alright, so you don't need to worry so much, okay? We're here for you no matter what. You little brat, just enjoy your childhood."

Xiao Jiu felt a little awkward, and her face turned slightly red.

Do you like this house?

"like."

"Okay, it's settled then."

Xiao Jiu remained silent for a while, but his meaning was clear: he would no longer make futile resistance.

Resistance is futile!

Mr. He had been quietly observing the situation, and now that the deal was largely finalized, he was naturally pleased.

"Ms. Ye, is everything confirmed? If so, I can call the homeowner to discuss the price further."

The current selling price of this house is 99,000. The owner probably had some consideration in mind when setting this number.

Ninety-nine thousand is indeed not cheap. You should know that the two-story house I bought before only cost forty thousand. This is just ninety square meters, yet it costs nearly one hundred thousand.

Actually, the original owner bought the house for a higher price, but urgently needed to turn over funds, so he sold it at a lower price.

The questioning gaze turned to her biological mother again. After Ling Jin nodded, Ye Wanying confirmed with Boss He.

As a real estate agent, a mobile phone is a must; otherwise, how can I contact people promptly?

Boss He had already gone to the balcony, while Ye Wanying and the others continued to look at the house. If the price was agreed upon, the house would soon change hands.

The little boy got tired of staying in his uncle's arms and started to get down.

Ye Yuechen put the child down, and the little boy ran towards his mother:

She called out softly, "Mommy~"

"What's wrong?"

The little man asked:

"Mommy, when are we going home?"

No rush.

Upon hearing this answer, the little boy's face visibly fell.

"If we're not in a hurry, how much longer do we have to wait?" she murmured.

Ye Wanying naturally heard her son's murmured words:

"What, are you in a hurry to go back? Is something wrong?"

Otherwise, why would this kid be in such a hurry to go home? He's never done this before, okay? Something must be wrong.

I hadn't really noticed what my son and his nephews were talking about on the balcony before, but now it seems my son is eager to go back and find out.

Therefore, as a biological mother, she truly understands her son's thoughts and feelings.

After some hesitation, the man nodded in agreement.

"What is it?" To be honest, Ye Wanying was quite curious. What could be so intriguing to her son?

The little man pouted, his gaze becoming somewhat suspicious:

"Mommy, you might not understand. Uncle Ye said you should ask Daddy, only Daddy will understand." His voice and tone were cautious, as if he was afraid of upsetting his mother.

However, little dumpling, you still don't understand your mother at all. Your mother is not that petty.

She rolled her eyes at her precious son in front of her:

"Alright, go home and ask your dad. But we'll have to wait a bit longer. We'll go back as soon as we're done."

Having gotten his answer, the little boy stopped worrying and started cuddling and rocking his mother's leg affectionately.

"Mommy, hug me!"

"Go find your Uncle Ye to hold you."

Since his older brother is here, let his uncle hold him a little longer. This kid, does he really think he's so light?