Li Mochen's house was at the front of the block, but they still drove a while to get to it.
Once Li Mochen was out of the car, he took pictures from the gate to the yard, building, living room, bedrooms, back yard, and the pool.
Seeing that Li Mochen was focused on taking pictures, both Mu Yuan and Meng Fan were struck dumb.
As soon as Li Mochen finished, he sent Leng Xiaoyao a message, telling her the location and size of the house.
Li Mochen's house was gray, just like his character, showing a little coldness, but Leng Xiaoyao disliked bright colors, so she liked the house the moment she saw its decoration style and location. Without delay, she called Li Mochen.
"Brother Mochen, I like this house. How much is it?" asked Leng Xiaoyao.
"Twenty million yuan," Li Mochen said.
Leng Xiaoyao was shocked. "Twenty million yuan? This house is being sold for twenty million yuan? Brother Mochen, did you pay some of the cost already?"
