After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 477 - 480 The Difference Between Men [5]

Spring?

Luo Xiaoqian sighed, "By then, they’ll all definitely have withered away."

"Aren’t you going to invite me in to have a look?" Leng Zimo asked.

Luo Xiaoqian cast a glance at the new padlock on the small iron gate, "Can’t go in anymore, the lock has been changed."

Leng Zimo raised his hand, and a bunch of keys slid from his palm, appearing before Luo Xiaoqian, "Sorry, the old lock was too rusty, I got several locksmiths but none could open it, so I had no choice but to replace it with a new one."

Under the car headlights, the brand new set of keys shimmered dazzlingly in his hand.

Luo Xiaoqian abruptly turned to look at him, "You... you bought it back?"

"I’m going to replan this area, letting them retain their original looks, whether it’s next year, the year after, or even the year much later... The rose flowers here will bloom every spring," Leng Zimo pulled her hand over, placing the keys in her palm, "Your home, returned to you."

"Zimo!" Holding the keys, Luo Xiaoqian immediately threw herself into his arms, "Thank you..."

While her mouth was saying thanks, she sobbed uncontrollably against his chest.

Selling this house was an everlasting pain in her heart; it held too many memories, about her, her mother, her father...

With both her mother and father gone, this place was her only memory; losing it meant losing the roots of her own existence.

Now, the fact that she could regain this house was something she wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

"Silly girl..." Leng Zimo held her, gently patting her shoulder, "I did want to give you a surprise, yet I ended up making you cry again. Had I known, I might as well have told you earlier."

"These are tears of joy."

Raising her face from his embrace, Luo Xiaoqian expertly fished out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her eyes, then smiled at him.

"You look so ugly when you cry!" he scolded playfully, yet his hand took the handkerchief from her, carefully wiping away the un-dried tracks of tears at the corners of her eyes, "After you’ve cried, shall we go into the courtyard to have a look?"

"I’ll unlock the door."

Luo Xiaoqian immediately struggled out of his hug with a smile, inserting the key into the lock.

With a gentle twist, the lock clicked open right away.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the iron gate open carefully; it creaked apart, and all that was familiar burst into view.

The swing that her dad tied for her when she was six.

The graffiti on the corner of the wall.

...

Everything was just as it used to be.

"Speaking of which, this must be fate!" Leng Zimo followed her into the courtyard, "The original developer of this project encountered a cash flow problem and sought my friend for a partnership. It just so happened that I was in Shanghai, and my friend introduced me to him. After hearing about the project, I found it interesting and came here from Shanghai to consider it. To my surprise, I discovered this place was your home. Fortunately, due to several nail houses and financial issues, the demolition had never really started, so everything here could be preserved in its original state."

He had already investigated her, so he naturally knew her address. Originally, he was just somewhat interested, but because of her, he decided on the spot to agree to the collaboration project.

Although he’d never involved himself in real estate before, nor had he ever made impulsive investments, this time he decided to be impulsive just once.

"Zimo," Luo Xiaoqian bent over to pick up a plastic bag that had blown in from somewhere, "isn’t this too impulsive of you?"

She wanted the house back, true, but he didn’t just buy back this one room; he bought an entire project, and that’s no small sum.