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Even with an apartment, if it wasn't bought with her own money, in the end, she would only be kicked out by others. With this thought, Ji Shunuan's motivation to make money surged anew.
"The password is your birthday, 1027," Bo Jingcheng said in a deep voice.
He stretched out his hand and took hold of Ji Shunuan's small hand, placing a set of keys into her palm and whispered, "These are the spare keys. The apartment has a private elevator, the one we took coming up is exclusive to this floor, very secure."
Ji Shunuan was stunned, staring at the keys in her hand.
"I couldn't give you a bridal price or anything else when we got married, so consider this your premarital apartment," Bo Jingcheng said hoarsely.
As he said this, he began to walk down the stairs. The tall figure of the man stood in the living room, where his black attire paired with the white decor in a curiously harmonious way.
"So, this apartment is for me?" Ji Shunuan gasped.
