"Your--"
"This..."
The group looked at one another, none of them having expected that not only did he own a mansion worth tens of millions, but there was also a storefront property worth fifteen million lying around.
But thinking about it, it seemed quite reasonable for someone who could spend twenty million on just soft furnishings to own such a storefront property.
Even now, if Yang Hao claimed that he owned the entire street, they probably wouldn't doubt it...
That's because Yang Hao's identity as a super-rich tycoon had become deeply ingrained in their minds.
Sitting next to Yang Hao, Guan Mengmeng was numbly observing this temporary boyfriend, recalling that her purpose for hiring him was supposedly to infuriate Ms. Xu Yanfen.
But now the script had completely flipped, and instead of getting angry, Ms. Xu Yanfen was looking at Yang Hao with the admiring eyes of a mother-in-law inspecting her son-in-law.
