For two consecutive days, Tang Yanqi hadn't received a call from Sheng Jianan. She tried calling, but either there was no answer or the phone was off.
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Tang Yanqi frowned. Is he really that busy? So busy that he doesn't even have time to take a call?
But soon, Tang Yanqi had no time to worry about whether Sheng Jianan answered the phone.
The agency contacted her with news that all the arrangements for selling the house had been finalized. She only needed to sign, and the fifty million yuan from the sale had been transferred into her designated bank account in two installments.
As she walked out of the agency, looking at the card in her hand, Tang Yanqi felt it weigh a thousand tons.
Putting the card back in her bag, Tang Yanqi hailed a cab and went straight to the Tang Family home.
"Here is the fifty million you wanted. As we agreed, I want to see my mother."
Tang Ruhai frowned: "Why are you the one bringing it?"
