The layout of the house was excellent. The three spare bedrooms were to the left of the entryway, and Han Suyan had knocked down the walls between one of them to turn it into an open-plan multifunctional room.
The master bedroom was on the opposite side of the house. The central area contained the living and dining rooms, the kitchen, a bathroom, and an enormous terrace.
Although the house wasn't particularly large overall, it gave off a wonderful feeling. For one person, it was actually much cozier than those five- or six-hundred-square-meter luxury apartments.
Su Yang walked out onto the terrace to take a look. It was spacious, and whenever he had nothing to do, inviting a few friends over for a barbecue here would be nice.
He took a quick look around before returning to the living room and sitting down on the sofa.
"Hmm, I'll buy a place tomorrow too. Then I won't have to stay in hotels whenever I come to Shanghai."
"Though now that I think about it, have I even stayed in many hotels?" he said with a laugh, taking out his phone and opening Tuantuan to search for private cinemas in Shanghai.
As he scrolled, a voice came from the hallway behind the living room. "Su Yang... oppa..."
Su Yang shuddered and turned around. "What did you just call me?"
"Well, girls in South Korea call their boyfriends that." Han Suyan's voice came from somewhere, but she herself was nowhere to be seen.
Su Yang stood up. "Why don't you just call me Brother Su Yang? The word 'oppa' gives me goosebumps."
"That works too. I mean, I just changed clothes, but I still smell a little. I want to take a shower. Can you wait a few minutes?"
"Sure, go ahead. There's no