As things stood, moving seemed more urgent than work.
Ding Ding cleared a few days in his schedule and took Bai Congming to see their future home. Only after making sure he liked it did he move ahead with the purchase.
Not caring that there were other people in the house, Bai Congming ran up and down the stairs, as though the person who had said a few months ago that he disliked big houses had been someone else entirely.
"This is our new home!" Bai Congming's cheeks were flushed. "Mine and Brother Ding's new home?"
Ding Ding looked up from a pile of paperwork, smiled at him, and nodded.
It was a secondhand house, but there were few signs of anyone having lived there. The previous owner had left it empty after buying it, and the untended front and back yards looked a little desolate.
Other than that, it fulfilled every fantasy Ding Ding had about a home.
Clearly, Bai Congming felt the same.
"It's so big!"
"Come here." Ding Ding handed over the contract he was holding and pointed to a spot. "Write your name here."
Little Bai ran over. "Are we getting married again?"
Xiao Li couldn't help laughing when he heard that. "...Again?"
"We're not getting married." Ding Ding thought for a moment, then told him, "We're making a home."
Whatever it was, Bai Congming would obediently do anything Ding Ding asked of him. Once he had signed, Xiao Li would handle the transfer of ownership without either of them needing to be there, just as efficiently as when Ding Ding had sold his apartment.
As a real estate agent, Xiao Li met plenty of people, but someone like Ding Ding, who had been left penniless one year and returned to the top the next, was