Settling Down and Buying Property, Is That Sincere Enough?

Xiang Xiaotian lowered her head, and under her father's scrutinizing gaze, she immediately felt a little uneasy.

"Brother Zhang... why isn't Brother Zhang here yet?" she thought to herself.

After some time, Xiang Detao checked the time and said, "Anyway, this is not up to you to discuss. If you insist on going against your family, we'll stop giving you those cards from now on."

"Huh?" Xiang Xiaotian looked at her mother for help.

"Sweetie, at least meet her once, then we can talk about the rest later," Dong Yaru said with a soft sigh.

"But... but I..." Xiang Xiaotian anxiously.

In her anxiety, she looked outside and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Here he is, my boyfriend is here."

Amid her parents' surprised gazes, Xiang Xiaotian stood up and excitedly waved to the outside world.

In the distance, a tall figure walked straight towards them; it was Zhang Yang.

"Sorry I'm late." As soon as Zhang Yang stepped forward, Xiang Xiaotian.

"It's not late, not late at all." Xiang Xiaotian smiled and pulled Zhang Yang to sit down, then proudly introduced him, "Mom and Dad, this is my boyfriend, Zhang Yang."

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie," Zhang Yang greeted them with a smile.

Across from him, Xiang Detao glanced at the boy sitting down in front of him, his eyes immediately showing some surprise and uncertainty.

That look, that demeanor, that composure... what a dazzling young man! Is this really the boyfriend my daughter found?

"Hello young man, would you like some tea?" he said, nodding.

"Xiao Zhang, come here, let Auntie pour you some tea." Xiang Xiaotian nearby, was surprised and delighted. She stood up and poured water for Zhang Yang.

"By the way, did you come back specifically to accompany Xiao Tian?"

"Thank you, Auntie." Zhang Yang took the teacup. "I suppose so, but I also happened to be in Hangzhou to take care of some personal business."

He appeared quite casual and natural; while polite and courteous, he lacked the cautiousness and humility one would expect when meeting a woman's parents for the first time.

After all, he's not really his father-in-law. Besides, even if he were, given his current status and power, there's no need for him to be overly cautious or to listen attentively to everything the other person says.

"Your business is based in Magic City? What do you mainly do?" Xiang Detao asked, sipping his tea.

"I have some business, I do some investments, and I also collect rent from properties," Zhang Yang said briefly, but every word he said was true.

He owns an investment company, a commercial street, an office building complex, and now a five-star hotel. In short, he has business, investments, and collects rent on the side.

"Young people shouldn't be too ambitious; they should be more practical," Xiang Detao tone suddenly turning lukewarm. "I was young once too, and I know that at your age, it's a time when people care about their image, but there's really no need for that."

"No, Dad, don't disbelieve me, Zhang Yang's Cullinan is still parked outside." Xiang Xiaotian suddenly became a little anxious.

Upon hearing the Cullinan, Xiang Detao looked up, but wasn't surprised. He knew his daughter was in the Rolls-Royce Car Club, and weren't all those young, wealthy kids in the club practically living in Rolls-Royce?

Not far away, a person in a hotel uniform jogged over, bent down, and whispered.

"Chairman Xiang, General Manager Li is here."

"Okay, I understand. I'll go right away," Xiang Detao replied, then looked at Zhang Yang in front of him. "Xiao Zhang, excuse me for a moment. We'll talk about you and Xiao Tian later."

He stood up, straightened his tailored suit, and left.

Zhang Yang drank his tea, showing no reaction.

He's said what he needed to say. There's no need to be so eager to prove himself; it's beneath him. He's not a three-year-old.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm sorry, your uncle is indeed quite busy at the hotel. Please don't take offense," Xiang Xiaotian's mother said kindly from the side.

"I understand. Your uncle must be very busy every day at such a big hotel." Zhang Yang sipped his tea, and Xiang Xiaotian hugged his arm again.

"Mom, you should try to persuade Dad. I'm definitely not going to see that arranged marriage." Xiang Xiaotian looked unhappy. "My dad really doesn't understand Zhang Yang at all. Zhang Yang is truly outstanding."

"This..." Dong Yaru hesitated again, "Xiao Zhang, let me tell you the truth."

"Auntie, please say so," Zhang Yang said.

"My thinking is actually very simple: as long as Xiao Tian likes it, that's fine. As for family background and such, that's not important. You know, our family has some assets," Dong Yaru said.

Zhang Yang nodded and continued listening.

"As for the whole story, I believe Xiao Tian has already told you. Her father's meaning is actually very simple. To put it bluntly, it's about marrying someone of equal social standing, someone who knows you well. You should understand what your aunt means, right?" Dong Yaru said, looking at Zhang Yang.

"I understand." Zhang Yang nodded.

To put it bluntly, it's about Xiang Xiaotian's childhood betrothal. Not only are their family circumstances similar, but more importantly, they have a relationship spanning several generations.

In comparison, which side is favored? Is there even a question?

"Well, how about..." Zhang Yang was about to say something when suddenly his arm tightened.

"Zhang Yang," Xiang Xiaotian whispered in a plea.

Looking into Xiang Xiaotian's eyes, Zhang Yang felt a sudden softening in his heart.

Liaodong is abolished.

"Auntie, thank you for telling me so much, but now that I'm here, I certainly won't back down just because of a few words." Zhang Yang smiled.

"Okay." Dong Yaru smiled, her eyes approving. "However, just talking isn't enough. Even if Auntie believes you, Xiao Tian's dad won't be easy."

"With words?" Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled. "Auntie, Xiao Tian told me that you and Uncle mainly live in Hangzhou. I'm planning to buy an apartment in Hangzhou as well, so we can have a home there and it will be convenient for Hangzhou to go back in the Xiao Tian."

Since he was going to buy a house in Hangzhou anyway, he might as well use this opportunity to help Xiang Xiaotian.

According to her parents, what they need is reliability, trustworthiness, sincerity, and an attitude. So, his decision to buy property in Hangzhou —doesn't that demonstrate sufficient sincerity?

"Zhang... Brother Zhang, you..." Xiang Xiaotian stared blankly at Zhang Yang, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

To help her, Zhang Yang actually said he would buy a house in Hangzhou, and so Hangzhou did.

He clearly doesn't need to buy it.

"Xiao Zhang, you're going to buy a house and settle down in Hangzhou?" Dong Yaru was genuinely surprised. "Are you serious, or just acting on impulse?"

She hadn't expected that this young man would be so sincere in showing his commitment, saying he'd buy a house in Hangzhou just like that. This wasn't just a matter of a few dollars; a decent location and a similar size would cost at least several million.

"Auntie, of course it wasn't impulsive," Zhang Yang said. "I'm serious."

"Okay, okay, Xiao Zhang, if you're really that determined, I'll talk to Xiao Tian's father." Dong Yaru's tone was incredibly gentle. "What era are we living in? Our family certainly doesn't need that kind of arranged marriage."

"Thank you, Auntie." Zhang Yang glanced at Xiang Xiaotian beside him and winked at her discreetly.

Xiang Xiaotian pursed her lips and happily approached Zhang Yang.

"Xiao Zhang, have you decided where to buy it? Do you want me to give you some suggestions, or ask someone for advice?" Dong Yaru asked with concern.

"No need for that. Why don't you come with us, Auntie? I'll ask you if I need anything," Zhang Yang said.

There are too many houses in Hangzhou, so he doesn't bother to research the location advantages of different areas or the amenities of different places. He just buys the most expensive one based on his previous rough understanding.

There's always a reason why something is expensive.

"That works too." Dong Yaru nodded.

A moment later, Xiang Xiaotian and her biological mother boarded the Cullinan together.

Dong Yaru was a genuine wealthy woman, so she wasn't particularly surprised by a Cullinan. Therefore, she didn't ask any questions and instead focused her conversation on the house.

"Xiao Zhang, it seems you have a target in mind?"

"There are a few, let me take a look," Zhang Yang said casually. "By the way, Auntie, do you live in Wulin No. 1? Do any of your neighbors want to sell their houses?"

"Wulin No. 1? You want to buy Wulin No. 1?" Dong Yaru was genuinely surprised. "What's your budget?!"

Their family owns properties in Wulin No. 1, so they naturally know and are more aware of property prices in their community than anyone else. They know exactly who has sold their property.

Based on the information they had in the first half of the year, the transactions for several properties ranged from 30 to 40 million yuan to 60 to 70 million yuan.

This young Zhang immediately asked to see the apartments in Wulin No. 1.

That economic strength really needs to be carefully assessed.

"Budget... it's hard to say about the budget. It mainly depends on the house. If the house is good, a little more or less won't be a big problem," Zhang Yang said.

He has a budget of 150 million.

Within this range, finding a house that perfectly suits your needs shouldn't be a problem.

Dong Yaru pondered Zhang Yang's words repeatedly, then thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard of anyone selling their house recently. How about this, I'll ask in the homeowners' group for you?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Auntie." Zhang Yang nodded, then checked the time.

Going to the real estate agency at this time would waste half a day. Why don't we just go and take a look at Greentown Peach Blossom Spring, which is my favorite place, first?

Coincidentally, he had asked beforehand as well.

There are still two Chinese-style mansions in Peach Blossom Spring West Brocade Garden available for sale; I'll go take a look.

Yuhang District, at the southern foot of Phoenix Mountain.

Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan and slowly approached the entire Peach Blossom Spring project.

The entire Peach Blossom Spring project covers a total area of 2,700 acres, boasting real mountains and waters, and is one of the lowest-density villa communities in China.

"Xiao Zhang, is this Peach Blossom Spring? A hotel owner in our circle lives here; I even had dinner at his place once." Dong Yaru looked outside. "You... are you interested in this place?"

"I've always wanted to see this place," Zhang Yang said simply.

Dong Yaru nodded, then glanced at her phone.

On her phone, Xiang Xiaotian's father was sending her a message, saying a lot of things... well, not very pleasant to hear, and rather harsh.

"I'll tell you when I get back," she replied.

If this Zhang really does buy a house in Hangzhou, then we really need to think about it carefully.

It's not just that they showed sincerity, but also their financial resources.

The car stopped outside the villa area.

Outside the sales center, Zhang Yang made a pre-arranged phone call.

A moment later, a saleswoman came running out of the sales center to greet us.

"Is this Mr. Zhang?"

"Yes, that's right." Zhang Yang got out of the car and looked at the saleswoman who was dressed in a Wen Wan and beautiful manner.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, this is Wen Ting, who contacted you beforehand. This is my business card." Wen Ting smiled and handed over her business card. "You'd like to see our traditional Chinese courtyard houses, right?"

"Yes, you said on the phone that there are two sets left. Show them to me." Zhang Yang said.

Xiang Xiaotian stepped forward and gently hooked her arm around Zhang Yang's, behaving very intimately.

"A traditional Chinese courtyard house?" Dong Yaru's expression froze, and she was instantly stunned.

It's not like she's unfamiliar with this place.

The vast Peach Blossom Spring project consists of three phases and includes hundreds of villas, with prices ranging from tens of millions to tens of millions of yuan.

However, the entire Peach Blossom Spring project only has fifty traditional Chinese courtyard houses in total.

Those traditional Chinese courtyard houses often occupy several acres of land, with a building area of eight or nine hundred square meters, and a total price of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan.

Now, this young Zhang actually specifically wants to see a traditional Chinese courtyard house?

Is it really just for looking, or...?

She followed closely behind, her mind suddenly filled with a multitude of thoughts.

A moment later, Zhang Yang and his group strolled through the Peach Blossom Spring Xijinyuan Garden project, led by saleswoman Wen Ting.

The surrounding area features white bricks and black tiles, exuding an antique charm.

Wen Ting stood to the side, gently explaining the situation here.

"By the way, is our development philosophy based on the Peach Blossom Spring described in Tao Yuanming's poem?" Zhang Yang asked casually, seemingly struck by a thought.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." Wen Ting smiled and recited aloud, "Suddenly, a peach blossom grove appeared, stretching for hundreds of paces along the banks, with no other trees, fragrant grasses, and fallen petals in abundance..."

Listening to Wen Ting's melodious voice and looking at the carved beams and painted rafters, pavilions and flower terraces, and winding corridors around him, Zhang Yang truly felt a sense of understated, simple yet profound luxury.

"As expected, if it's touted as a luxury residence, it can't function without a supporting concept," Zhang Yang thought to himself.

They walked and stopped, passing through traditional streets and alleys, and past one house after another, finally stopping in front of a simple and rustic front door.

"How big is this set?" Zhang Yang glanced at the pair of stone lions guarding the house in front of the gate.

"Mr. Zhang, this property occupies three acres of land, with over 700 square meters of above-ground building space and over 500 square meters underground, for a total usable area of 1,500 square meters," Wen Ting blurted out the information about the house.

"And the price?" Zhang Yang asked again.

"More than 90 million."

Zhang Yang nodded, but didn't react yet.

Xiang Xiaotian to the side, and her mother Dong Yaru Xiang Xiaotian her, were both visibly shocked.

Especially Dong Yaru.

A house worth almost 100 million!

Don't be Magic City by the fact that they live in a multi-million dollar house in Hangzhou and Shanghai; the reality is that when they bought it, the price wasn't nearly as high as it is now.

Besides, their family pooled their resources to buy the house, but what about now?

Just look around, and you'll find a house worth nearly 100 million.

Even if you haven't bought it yet.