"To be honest, if you really want to attend a wedding, you might as well count on Wang Yuyang. Brother Wang and his wife should be making faster progress."
As Lin Yu spoke, he shifted the topic to Wang Yuyang.
Wang Yuyang did not avoid it. Instead, he picked up the topic openly. "Yuqiang and I have talked about it, but she wants to stabilize things a little more first..."
Old Wu asked, "You mean reaching 'Tier 3'?"
"Not in terms of the 'Death game.' We plan to choose a city first, buy and renovate a house, then get a car or something."
Wang Yuyang spoke very seriously.
"That's so realistic. Suddenly, this feels so heavy." Qianhuan held his head. "We're the 'Freedom Alliance.' Can we not talk about such an unfree topic?"
Li Nian stroked her chin. "Is buying a house really that heavy?"
"Heh, high schooler. You'll understand after you graduate."
Qianhuan folded his arms across his chest.
Old Zhou looked at Qianhuan. "Are you kidding me? Why don't you take a look at where A Nian lives right now? Her bedroom alone is bigger than your living room."
Qianhuan froze, then sighed. "Damn Hail City... I'll sell this house sooner or later and move to a county town to exchange it for a large flat."
"A house only needs to be big enough to sleep in." The mountaineer waved his hand. "I don't think it's important."
Xiao Yun, who was trimming dead skin from a purplish hand, looked up. "But do you even get to sleep somewhere with a roof for a week in total over the course of a year?"
The mountaineer rubbed his chin. "Indeed, it seems my opinion isn't very useful as a reference..."
After confirming that Zhu Ming and A Nian were both