<h4>Chapter 1437: Chapter 1450</h4>


    "It’s rare to find such a ce in a bustling metropolis," Wei Yu remarked, "a plot ofnd surrounded by schools and hospitals..."


    If he bought it and turned this area into amercial street...


    An Ruoxi secretly thought to herself, this man really is a businessman, always thinking about making money, but others aren’t fools either. What he sees, others can see too. In this day and age, if it really could make money, those old foxes would have long taken action. What chance does a junior like him have? Hah, does he really think he’s all that?


    "President Wei, look at the people here; everyone is working hard. This area is actually quite good, it’s just that property prices are too high now, and thend has also inted. No developer is willing to take it," though thinking to herself, she still ryed the news she heard from Xiao Meng to him, "Many of the people here are holdouts. It’s not like no one has tried before, but they were all driven away by the locals."


    "We’re here, President Wei, pleasee in."


    An Ruoxi stepped in first to open the door. The small eatery was quite crowded, with workers and a few young couples as well.


    "What would you like to eat?"


    An Ruoxi sat down first, the waiter standing beside her with a menu. She nced up at Wei Yu, who was standing there with his lips tightly pressed together, looking at the grimy chair with distaste.


    "Hey," An Ruoxi whispered, "President Wei, have a seat."


    Wei Yu cleared his throat to mask his embarrassment and awkwardly took a seat.


    "Two bowls of rice noodles, please."


    After the waiter left, An Ruoxi leaned on the table and said to Wei Yu, "President Wei, although it’s not as clean and hygienic as a high-end hotel, it’s not that dirty either."


    Wei Yu looked at her, giving a muffled grunt, recalling something she said when she arrived, a memory he would savor forever...


    This girl has never gone back on her word...


    The two steaming bowls of rice noodles came up, and An Ruoxi started eating without concern for her image. After a few bites, seeing Wei Yu staring at the noodles in a daze, she called out, "President Wei, eat up, it’s really tasty."


    Rice noodles, he had only heard of them but never eaten them...


    "How is it? Is it good?" An Ruoxi asked, seeing Wei Yu graciously take a small bite, eager to know his opinion.


    As he ate, Wei Yu savored it, "Not bad."


    Not bad?


    Not bad means it’s actually good?


    "President Wei, do you eat vinegar?"


    "No!" Vinegar? Hah, who is Wei Yu, that he would be jealous?


    "Not that kind of vinegar, this vinegar." An Ruoxi shook a bottle of dark liquid in front of him, "It’s sour."


    "These are chili peppers."


    Wei Yu watched as An Ruoxi poured a lot of vinegar into her bowl and added two spoonfuls of chili peppers, then happily ate it up, "It’s so refreshing, so delicious."


    Wei Yu hesitated a bit, then followed An Ruoxi’s example and poured some vinegar into his bowl. The sourness immediately hit his nose, and he frowned at the red chili peppers, a bit unsure.


    "President Wei, if you can’t handle spicy food, don’t add it. It’s quite strong."


    "Who says I can’t handle spice?" Wei Yu hummed defiantly, adding two spoonfuls.


    Seeing the red oil floating in the bowl, what was ordinary rice noodles now took on a whole new look. Wei Yu stole a nce at An Ruoxi, seeing how much she was enjoying it, figuring the taste can’t be too bad.


    "Pfft... cough cough..." After just one bite, Wei Yu was choked by the spiciness.


    An Ruoxi giggled while helping to pour him some water, "President Wei, have some water first. I told you not to show off if you can’t handle spicy food."


    Gradually, An Ruoxi couldn’t hold back herughter anymore, while Wei Yu’s expression was as frosty as ice.


    She awkwardly cleared her throat, daring not to say more.


    Wei Yu gave her a deep look, suddenly asking, "Do you know Chu Ge?"


    "Who?" An Ruoxi looked at him, puzzled.


    "Chu Ge, do you know him? Are you close?"


    Wei Yu scrutinized An Ruoxi, afraid to miss any expression on her face.


    An Ruoxi shook her head, "I’ve heard of him, but I don’t know him."


    "What do you mean?"


    "Chu Ge is Yaoyao’s brother-inw. I’ve heard Yaoyao mention him, but I haven’t seen him in person."


    Wei Yu squinted his eyes, "And who is Yaoyao?"


    "My good friend, Shen Yaoyao."


    Wei Yu saw she didn’t seem to be lying, but doubt lingered in his heart. Was this woman really not sent by Chu Ge?


    Capital City.


    The car sped along, throwing the scenery behind. Gradually, the surroundings became sparsely popted, with more trees appearing. Apart from the greenery of the mountains, no other features were visible.


    The car twisted and turned up the mountain road, and Han Wanwan silently pondered, this ce is truly isted. Without transportation, it’d take more than half a day to walk here.


    It was noon, the sunlight cast a golden glow on the lush forest. The chirping of birds could be heard, and as Han Wanwan immersed herself in the serene environment, the car stopped at a gate.


    Tangles of thorns and roses climbed up both sides of the gate. Beyond the dark bronze gate, a wide asphalt road stretched out, with tall trees on either side shielding the sun. Slivers of sunlight filtered through the leaves, gently swaying with the breeze. At the end of the path, a vintage castle could just be seen...


    Han Wanwan stood in shock for a while before stuttering, "Have we arrived?"


    Yuwen Kangli didn’t answer her.


    She heard a beep, then the metallic ng of the gate slowly swinging open. Soon, the car drove on, revealing the so-called castle in full view.


    Its exterior was decorated with carved marble, exuding romance and gravitas. At the top, a pointed round tower, and underneath, an elegantly arched gate. In front of the castle was a small garden, with someone watering the flowers.


    The blooming flowers were vibrant, dazzling under the sunlight.


    "Is this the Old Mansion?" Han Wanwan finally found her voice amidst her surprise. My gosh, in the thriving city of A, getting to live in a mansion already made you nobility, but living in a castle? Could she consider herself among the nobility of the noble?


    What surprised her more was the existence of such a vintage castle. The surrounding scenery was stunning, various nts and flowers arranged in intriguing shapes around the castle. She swallowed hard, suddenly acknowledging what Yuwen Kangli had said to her in the car; they really weren’t from the same world at all.


    "Young Master." A man in a retro outfit approached, respectfully standing by Yuwen Kangli’s side, naturally taking the gifts from his hands, "Sir, the Master has been waiting for quite a while."