CHAPTER 1005: CHAPTER 1012: A CHANCE ENCOUNTER WHILE HOUSE HUNTING

When they arrived at the Nanrong Family’s house, Nanrong Wanqing and the others had already gone to work, leaving only Yang Qingling and her husband Yang Yan at home.

"Mom, are you sure you don’t want to stay a few more days?" Ling Chen asked. "Wanqing really wants you to stay here. Besides, aren’t you living comfortably here?"

"Even if it’s comfortable, it’s still someone else’s house. Your grandparents are getting old, and they want a place of their own. We’ve been back from abroad for a while now, and we can’t keep imposing on others. Moreover, it’s someone else’s house, after all, it’ll be a bit inconvenient."

"Alright then." Ling Chen couldn’t persuade his mother, so he said, "In that case, let’s go outside to look at some houses. If we find a suitable one, we’ll buy it right away."

Yang Qingling nodded and said, "I’ve saved quite a bit over the years abroad. However, I invested most of it in finding you and your father, so now I can only take out a few million. It should be enough."

Hearing this, Ling Chen laughed and said, "Mom, what are you talking about? You shouldn’t be the one to pay for the house. Don’t worry, your son recently made a fortune. Not only is buying a house no problem, but buying skyscrapers isn’t either." With that, Ling Chen checked the time and said, "Mom, it’s getting late. Let me take you out for a look, okay?"

"Alright, I’ll say a word to your grandparents, you wait for me outside."

East Sea City, being an international metropolis, has many housing estates, so there are plenty of choices.

Yang Qingling had a simple idea, to find a place with a suitable location, pleasant scenery, and ideal for retirement. Estates like this exist, but the prices are relatively high. However, Ling Chen lacks everything now except money. So, he drove directly to the most luxurious villa complex in East Sea City with Yang Qingling.

The location of this villa complex is not far, just a fifteen-minute drive from Wealthy Manor, and it’s also very convenient to the city center. Moreover, the complex is planted with many trees, artificial hills, and flowing water, with excellent landscaping.

Asking around for prices, even the cheapest villas start at tens of millions.

Compared to Yang Qingling, Ling Chen was more concerned about the security facilities of the complex. After all, he has many enemies now, and you never know if they’ll come after his family. It’s always good to be prepared for anything to ensure their safety.

"Mr. Ling, rest assured. Our complex’s security is staffed by veterans, and the security is managed militarily, absolutely capable of protecting the residents’ safety," the confident sales manager assured.

Ling Chen nodded and accompanied Yang Qingling for a stroll around the villa. The location of the villa is excellent, and the decor is very luxurious. Even the furniture is ready, and they could move in anytime after paying, which is very convenient for them.

"Mom, what do you think of this villa?"

"Not bad at all, it’s just right for our family."

Seeing the client satisfied, the sales manager seized the opportunity and said, "Mr. Ling, if you decide now, we can offer you the biggest discount."

"Alright, I don’t care about the discount; just prepare the contract, and I’ll make the payment later," Ling Chen said straightforwardly. After all, he’s not short of money right now, and it’s rare for him to be so generous.

Although the money was from the Secret Society’s funds, his father is the head of the Secret Society, so the money is essentially the family’s. Using it to buy a house for his family, he figured his father wouldn’t mind.

After checking the house, Yang Qingling accompanied the sales manager to handle the paperwork, and Ling Chen stood alone on the villa balcony, gazing at the views of the complex.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in Ling Chen’s sight.

Focusing his eyes, he saw the figure walk straight to the entrance of a villa and enter.

How strange! Ling Chen was secretly surprised, not expecting to run into her here. However, what puzzled him more was why she was in such a place.

Thinking about this, Ling Chen jumped off the balcony and walked straight toward the opposite villa.

Before long, he reached the villa, where he looked inside. The garage held several luxury cars—Mercedes, Bentley, Cadillac, and a red Ferrari. People who can afford such million-dollar villas are typically wealthy.

However, the villa’s front door was closed, and the curtains were drawn, making it impossible for Ling Chen to see inside.

Just then, the villa’s door opened, and several middle-aged women in their thirties and forties walked out. Judging by their attire, they were likely the villa’s maids.

Seeing them approaching the entrance, Ling Chen quickly retreated. As the maids exited, he pretended to pass by casually, brushing past them. A few steps away, he turned around abruptly, called out to the maids, and asked, "Excuse me, is Mr. Zhao living here?"

One maid replied, "No, you’ve got the wrong place."

"Really? But this is the address he gave me." Ling Chen scratched his head, feigning a puzzled expression, and continued asking, "So who lives in this villa?"

"Han Mingchao."

"Han? Then I guess I found the wrong place. Sorry to bother you."

"It’s alright." The maids smiled and walked straight towards the complex’s exit.

After the maids were out of sight, Ling Chen returned to the villa. Looking at the closed door, he felt a sense of doubt. It was lunchtime, but the maids didn’t stay home to cook. Why did they all leave?

With this in mind, Ling Chen took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Hu Fei’s number.

"Hey! Fatty, help me check on someone named Han Mingchao and see what his background is."

"Hold on!" In less than two minutes, Hu Fei had the results.

Han Mingchao is the CEO of a computer program development company, in his thirties, considered quite accomplished for his age.

Upon learning the company’s name, Ling Chen suddenly recalled that it was the same company where Leng Feifei worked.

Not long ago, Leng Feifei had accepted Nanrong Wanqing’s invitation to apply for a job at Hongyu Group. Unfortunately, despite Leng Feifei’s skills, there wasn’t a suitable position for her. In the end, Leng Feifei had to find another company. Of course, that company was also introduced by Nanrong Wanqing, and it aligned well with Leng Feifei’s expertise.

However, today is not a holiday, so why isn’t Leng Feifei working at the company but instead at the CEO’s house? Furthermore, all the maids had left, which led Ling Chen to suspect questionable circumstances.

He hesitated for a moment, considering whether to go inside and take a look. But each time he reached the door, he stopped. After all, Leng Feifei was just a friend, and she came voluntarily. Regardless of what might be happening inside, it was consensual, having nothing to do with him. So, Ling Chen wasn’t sure if he should meddle.