Li Qiao didn't take it, glancing at the kraft paper bag in his hand and raising an eyebrow, "If you don't want to live in it, you can sell it."
Zong Yue lowered his head, unable to hold back a snicker.
She had said it before, Qiaoqiao definitely wouldn't accept it.
But Li Jun had always been thinking about this matter, always wanting to return the house.
Li Jun placed the documents on the table, his face slightly stern, "Qiaoqiao, I had my secretary inquire about the price of King's Bay Villa, starting at eighty million, and the two you gave are one hundred and fifty million and one hundred and eighty million each.
If you have money, just keep it for yourself, there's no need to buy such expensive villas for big brother. Besides, Xiao Yue and I…"
Li Qiao sipped her iced tea, and casually asked, "Big brother, is the house in your name?"
Li Jun was taken aback, instinctively saying, "You didn't put it in my name?"
