"In order to avoid being looked down upon by women, Huang De Han, driven by vanity, said, 'Of course, I have more than three million.'"
Upon hearing this, Yi Bing felt delighted and quickly replied, "If we're going to do it, let's open a larger inn so we can earn more money."
Huang De Han thought it made sense and said, "Alright, you take care of it."
Pouting, Yi Bing retorted, "What do you mean 'you take care of it'? It's not my inn."
Huang De Han pulled Yi Bing closer, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear, "From today onwards, what's mine is yours. You can peacefully be the innkeeper."
Yi Bing's heart melted like honey, and she playfully complained, "You're taking advantage of me!"
Huang De Han flipped over, pinning Yi Bing beneath him, and teased in her ear, "So, are you going to let me take advantage of you or not?"
The warmth of his breath tickled her ear, making her feel tingly and numb.
Her heart felt as if it had been gently scratched by a cat's paw, causing a pleasant sensation.
Unable to resist, Yi Bing softly moaned, "Mmm~"
Electricity seemed to surge through their bodies, and Huang De Han suddenly felt a restless heat. Unable to resist, they indulged again.
...
The next day, Yi Bing accompanied Huang De Han to search for a house.
For several consecutive days, the two of them looked at various houses.
Yi Bing was interested in three courtyard houses.
The first courtyard house covered an area of 600 square meters, with a built-up area of 994 square meters. It had 26 rooms and a courtyard filled with flowers and plants, including a fountain. The courtyard itself was about 200 square meters. The annual rent was 500,000 yuan, but the transfer fee was 4.5 million yuan. The previous owner had only operated it for less than three years, so the furniture and everything inside were new, ready for business.
The location of the second courtyard house was a bit remote, but the price was lower, only 100,000 yuan per year, with no transfer fee. However, the house was old and needed renovation. It would cost at least three to four million yuan to renovate it completely.
The third courtyard house had a great location, but it was smaller with only fifteen rooms. The annual rent was 300,000 yuan, and the transfer fee was two million yuan.
Yi Bing leaned towards the first courtyard house because it was more convenient to take over and operate, and it had a suitable size.
"What do you think of the first courtyard house?" Yi Bing sought Huang De Han's opinion.
"It's alright," Huang De Han gave a vague answer.
If they were to take the first courtyard house, with a transfer fee of 4.5 million yuan and an additional annual rent of 500,000 yuan, it would amount to five million yuan, almost all of his money.
"What do you mean by 'alright'? Give me a definite answer, can we or can we not?" Yi Bing pouted.
Instead of answering directly, Huang De Han asked, "What do you think? Do you like it?"
Yi Bing smiled, revealing a shallow dimple on one side of her cheek, "Of course, I like it."
Enchanted by Yi Bing's smile, Huang De Han's mind went blank. Acting on impulse, he waved his hand and said, "Since you like it, let's rent it!"
"Yay! My husband, I love you!" Yi Bing exclaimed in joy, forgetting herself momentarily. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Huang De Han's cheek.
"What did you just call me?" Huang De Han's heart suddenly bloomed with joy as he hooked his arms around Yi Bing's slender waist, pulling her closer to him.
Blushing, Yi Bing gently bit her lower lip and spoke in a tender voice, "Well, what do you want me to call you?"
Huang De Han lowered his head, capturing her earlobe with his lips, and his seductive voice resonated, "Darling, say 'husband' for me again."
