After Zhou Sui repeatedly assured him, Song Qi'an finally relented and agreed not to take Zhou Sui to the hospital.
But the worry was still on his face. "Are you really alright? Did you catch a cold from being out in the cold wind?"
As he spoke, he naturally placed the back of his hand on Zhou Sui's forehead. "Your temperature is normal."
That's strange. I clearly felt that Zhou Sui was acting strangely just now, so how come she's fine again in such a short time?
Could it really be as she said, that she's lost in thought? She has this kind of problem.
"I was just thinking about that older sister." Zhou Sui quickly changed the subject, otherwise Song Qi'an would have more questions to ask.
"Um?"
Zhou Sui recalled the scene in her mind. Although she couldn't hear what everyone was saying at the time, her older sister and her group all looked fierce and menacing, so what they were saying probably wasn't anything good.
Even the police arrived. Zhou Sui had no idea what the dispute or conflict was about, but the scene gave her a warning.
"I felt she was too eager to sell, and I had a bad feeling about it."
In situations like this, attributing everything to a sixth sense is the best excuse.
"How about we look at other places?" She wanted to buy a cheaper house, but now she only had one thing to say: you get what you pay for.
Song Qi'an observed Zhou Sui's expression; she didn't seem to be joking.
Just moments ago, they were eager to try and negotiate the price down, but in that short time, they didn't even want the house anymore.
Zhao Wenxiu once told him that most girls change their minds easily, without needing a reason; it's just their nature.
Zhou Sui was the main person in charge of buying the house, so Song Qi'an naturally listened to her.
The two walked back, and the older woman still looked around hopefully, thinking there was hope. But then the young man suddenly carried the person away, and it seemed her hopes were dashed. When the others arrived, the two returned.
A spark ignited in the older sister's eyes again, but the two men walked past her without even glancing at her.
"Hey, young lady, young man, how did your discussion go? Do you like the house?" The older woman chased after them.
"Thank you, sister, but we won't consider it anymore. We'll look at other options," Zhou Sui said politely, turning her head slightly.
The older woman immediately became anxious, "Little sister, all the houses here are pretty much the same, there's really nothing to see. Do you think the price is too high? How about I give you a discount of two hundred?"
Because she needed to talk, the older sister kept following Zhou Sui.
Song Qi'an's eyes sharpened. He fell a step behind Zhou Sui and blocked her path just as his older sister was about to catch up.
“We didn’t like the house, so don’t follow us.” He wasn’t as easy to talk to as Zhou Sui; his expression was somewhat intimidating when he was expressionless. The older sister looked at the tall man in front of her and finally stopped.
The two walked forward, stomping their feet in frustration. "Damn it, why is this lousy house so hard to sell? If we can't sell it soon, when will I ever get the money?"
There are many houses for sale or rent on this street, so there's no worry about not being able to buy one. Zhou Sui looked at two more storefronts, and they were indeed very similar to what the older woman had said.
However, the price was indeed a bit higher than that of her older sister's, which was within Zhou Sui's expectations.
Both stores had the same price and were located next to each other. Zhou Sui wondered which one to buy from.
Seeing her conflicted expression, Song Qi'an asked, "Didn't we say we'd buy shops next to each other?"
"Are you really going to buy it?" Although Zhou Sui supported his purchase, Song Qi'an was not like herself. Because he had business to do, he was also aware of the potential changes that might occur later.
Although he has foresight, he buys a storefront without much consideration.
Do I look like I'm joking?
Zhou Sui really did examine Song Qi'an carefully for a while, and finally came to a conclusion, "It doesn't look like him."
In the end, the two of them did buy the adjacent storefronts. They paid a deposit first. Since Zhou Sui had her bankbook with her, she wanted to take advantage of the day to get everything done in one trip. Moreover, Song Qi'an was driving, which made it convenient for both withdrawing money and transferring the property.
While withdrawing money from the bank, Zhou Sui couldn't help but ask Song Qi'an, "Did you come here thinking about buying a house today?"
She brought her own bankbook, which meant she was prepared. But why did Song Qi'an also bring his bankbook?
As Song Qi'an stuffed the passbook into his inner pocket, he said, "Sometimes when we need money at the construction site, I always carry the passbook with me."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Sui asked in a very low voice, "So you're embezzling public funds now?" After all, this was a serious matter, and if discovered, one could go to jail.
Seeing her nervous expression, Song Qi'an suddenly raised his hand and tapped her nose. "What are you thinking? I'm not going to ruin myself for the sake of appearances."
"This is my own money. I only use it to cover expenses in case of emergencies, and I will be reimbursed afterwards."
Zhou Sui didn't know much about engineering, but she felt relieved after hearing Song Qi'an's explanation, as long as it wasn't illegal or against regulations.
"You know quite a lot." Song Qi'an glanced at Zhou Sui. This little girl may look young, but sometimes she talks like she's been through it all, and sometimes she knows things that Song Qi'an has never even heard of.
Zhou Sui straightened her back and said confidently, "I didn't read so many books for nothing."
Song Qi'an knew this. Zhou's snack shop had all sorts of books, and Zhou Sui would flip through them when she had nothing to do.
By the time the two finished dealing with the house and got the keys, it was almost five o'clock.
Zhou Sui held up the keys and waved them in front of her eyes. She was so happy. This was the first house she had ever bought in her two lifetimes. No, it was the first storefront she had ever owned.
"So happy?" Song Qi'an had seen her looking at the bunch of keys over and over again more than once.
"Happy." Zhou Sui nodded heavily.
This is the first storefront she bought, but it won't be the last.
She still needs to work hard to buy her first house in town before the Chinese New Year this year.
The car moved at a steady speed, and streetlights, buildings, and passersby flashed past Zhou Sui's eyes frame by frame. She gripped the keys in her hand tightly.
She wants to carve out her own niche in this brightly lit world through her own efforts.
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