After work, Wang Dahai went to the villa.
He hadn't been to this place in some time.
He'd always thought about buying the villa next door, but he hadn't figured out how to go about it.
After parking the car, he didn't go inside immediately.
Instead, he stood outside and made a phone call to Zhao Qian.
"Are you at the villa?"
"Mm."
"Are you alone?"
"Mm."
"I'm at the gate. Open the door."
Wang Dahai put away his phone and walked to the gate.
Soon, Zhao Qian came out.
She was wearing loungewear, her long hair draped over her shoulders. Her figure was graceful, and she exuded a gentle elegance.
She opened the fence gate of the courtyard and glanced at Wang Dahai.
Wang Dahai entered the villa with her.
The spacious villa now had only her in it.
Wang Dahai asked, "This villa hasn't been sold yet?"
"No."
Zhao Qian said, "Villas aren't that easy to sell."
A thought popped into Wang Dahai's mind.
Maybe he could buy this villa.
