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"What?" Du Xiaohui looked at her with wide eyes, his mouth agape. "Mianmian, did you not hear what I just said? That house had someone die in it, and it was a young man who committed suicide."
What is everyone most superstitious about?
It's not that someone died in the house, but that the person who died was a young person or a child.
If it had been the death of an elderly person, the family wouldn't be in such a hurry to sell the house.
"I heard everything clearly, and I think it's quite good!" Shen Mianmian shrugged nonchalantly.
In a few more years, the state will expropriate the house. Buying it now would be the greatest revenge against the Gu Family. In a few years, they would be green with regret.
"Do you really want to buy this house?" Du Xiaohui asked with a strange look on his face. "If you buy this house, would you dare to live in it?"
As far as he was concerned, he wouldn't dare to.
"It's not necessarily for living in," said Shen Mianmian with an implication.
