Chapter 524 A Refined Young Lady from the Republican Era Gets the Male and Female Protagonists Killed (26)
In order to meet the deadline for delivery, Jin Shu hadn't had a proper rest for many days.
Now that she has money, she plans to buy a plot of land in downtown BH and design and supervise the construction of a house on the banks of the Huangpu River.
After walking and looking around, and having roughly chosen a location, Jin Shu went to the old town.
The area is full of life, with rows of low-rise buildings and alleyways connected together, leaving a narrow street paved with bluestone bricks in the middle, called Beilou Street.
Jin Shu bought her house here.
All the buildings visible in this area are built on land privately owned by Jiangbeilou.
His wealth is now immeasurable, and the daily gossip of the citizens of BH City is guessing how much money Jiang Beilou has.
Jin Shu wandered through the streets and alleys, eating all kinds of famous snacks in BH City. She had seen more scenery in the first half of her life than she had in this period of time.
Therefore, Jin Shu found everything delicious and everything novel.
We walked and strolled along until it got dark before we finally got home.
The original owner of this house had a very refined taste. The bathroom had a very large bathtub, and Jin Shu would soak in it whenever she had time. When she felt completely relaxed and her steps were light, she would collapse onto the big bed and sleep soundly through the night.
She slept soundly and peacefully tonight, but things weren't so peaceful at the Wutong Mansion on the other side.
Wutong Mansion is an elite apartment complex that General Liu acquired after negotiating with the mayor of BH City.
It has seven floors in total, and the internal structure of each floor is as intricate as a honeycomb, with nearly twelve families living on each floor.
In order to maximize the use of space in this prime location, every house here is tightly packed together. Your kitchen is just one wall away from someone else's toilet, and your bedroom might be right across from someone else's living room.
In short, if you live in a middle unit here, you have to walk through the balconies, corridors, and even living rooms of seven or eight households to get home.
And if someone else wants to go home, they will most likely have to pass through your private area.
As soon as Zhang Jisheng got home, he saw Zhao Hanying sitting on the balcony wiping away tears.
Before he could even ask a question after taking off his hat, Zhao Hanying walked over in her high heels and called out to him in a non-rejecting tone.
"Move to a new house!! Immediately!!"
"What's wrong now?"
Zhang Jisheng was exhausted both physically and mentally from those bandits these past two days. Some members of his team were injured, and he had to comfort them. After all that work, he didn't get home until after 11 p.m. He had been looking forward to a bowl of steaming noodles and a gentle and lovely wife waiting for him at the door.
After all, everyone else on their team is like that.
However, when he returned home exhausted, the house was a mess, piled high with Zhao Hanying's clothes and cosmetics. The narrow shoe rack by the door was piled high with her shoes, leaving him nowhere to even step. He could only stand at the door, frowning wearily.
As for meals, forget about it. Zhao Hanying can't cook; she can only make coffee.
Unfortunately, coffee wasn't enough to fill his stomach, and Zhang Jisheng really wanted a bowl of noodles.
On their wedding day, Jin Shu cooked him a bowl of noodles after he had been exhausted from preparing for the wedding.
The clear white broth noodles are topped with two drops of sesame oil, nestled with a plump poached egg, and sprinkled with some bright green scallions. One bite and the aroma hits you right in the head.
He finished his bowl of noodles and hurriedly set off.
But that aroma lingered in my nose from time to time.
Especially now, he misses it even more.
"What are you thinking! Did you hear me?! I said, hurry up and move to a different house!"
"I've been preparing for moving to a new house, so don't worry."
"I've been waiting and waiting! How long am I supposed to wait? I don't want to live here anymore! I don't want to stay here for even a second longer!"
Zhang Jisheng frowned, walked around her and sat down on the sofa. Thinking of how Jiang Beilou had been smoking high up in the tower earlier that day, he also felt a bit like having a cigarette.
But he rejected the idea as soon as it came to mind.
If Zhao Hanying knew he was smoking inside, she would definitely kick him out.
"Speak up, what happened? Did you have a fight with someone?"
When asked about this, Zhao Hanying looked aggrieved and almost cried.
"What's wrong with me wearing high heels at home?! I always wear high heels! That woman downstairs actually came up to my door and knocked on it! And she even called me rude!"
How am I being rude? Is it rude of me to wear high heels?
If you think it's noisy, then move out! You're incompetent and yet you take your frustrations out on me!
After saying that, Zhao Hanying walked around in her high heels again.
"I'll step on it, I'll step on it! Nobody bothers me when I'm abroad, but these people are so fussy and dramatic!"
The "clack-clack" sound of high heels made Zhang Jisheng's ears hurt.
"Why don't you just not wear them? Why wear high heels at home?"
"Who says you can't wear high heels at home? My American classmates even wear their shoes to bed! Their thinking is outdated, what does that have to do with me?"
Zhang Jisheng couldn't help but complain about this logic, this fallacy.
“I know, but you’re in our country now, so you have to follow the rules here.”
Your high heels are really noisy. Can't you wear flats?
"Wearing shoes without heels is uncomfortable!"
Zhao Hanying is a bit short; she is less than 1.6 meters tall without shoes, which is her biggest pain.
Zhang Jisheng naturally knew what she was thinking.
"I know what you care about, but you don't need to put on so much effort in front of me. I like you no matter what you are like, Han Ying. I like you for who you are, you know?"
Zhang Jisheng was handsome and tall, with a deep, magnetic voice, and his face was always full of affection and tenderness.
Zhao Hanying's heart skipped a beat, and she sat down with a pout.
"Then you'd better find me a new place sooner rather than later! I don't want to live with these people anymore!"
"Okay, don't worry, I'll definitely get you a new one, a bigger one!"
Zhao Hanying felt much better.
As expected of the man she carefully chose, he is handsome, capable, gentle, affectionate, and devoted to her. More importantly, he has a bright future ahead of him.
"Han Ying, Commander Liu said he hopes we can settle things soon so I can feel at ease and then he can confidently hand over all the power to me."
"We haven't bought a house yet, how can we decide?"
"You know, buying a house is just a matter of time."
Zhao Hanying hesitated for a moment, then heard Zhang Jisheng whisper something in her ear.
"If you're not in a hurry, it might be three to five years before I return from another campaign."
"Alright, let's get married then. Let's go to the church. I want to wear a wedding dress."
Zhang Jisheng looked at her with outward affection, but inwardly he was filled with turmoil.
"Let me make some arrangements, and then we'll get married."
"No need for arrangements, just pay the money. Let's finalize it as soon as possible so that the commander can rest assured."
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