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"Sir, you have excellent taste," Song Xinxue said at the right moment. "This penthouse has the best view in the entire complex, and it's right across from the university town. Whether for personal use or investment, it's an excellent choice."

"If the three of you are satisfied, we can go to the sales office to complete the purchase procedures."

"Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!" Yang Wanqing exclaimed eagerly. "Yaoyao, this is the one!"

Chen Siyao nodded emphatically: "Okay, let's get the formalities done then."

The four returned to the VIP consultation room in the sales office. Song Xinxue placed the purchase agreement and identity information registration form on the table and said with a smile, "Could you please show your ID cards? I need to register the homebuyer information."

"The buyer should be my brother," Chen Siyao said, looking at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao shook his head: "Just write yours. I'm all alone, what use are these material titles to me?"

He had lived for countless ages; the ownership of a mere house was nothing but a fleeting dream to him. Making his sister feel at ease was all that mattered.

Chen Siyao couldn't refuse him, so she took out her own ID card and then took the ID card that Chen Hao handed her, placing them both on the table.

Song Xinxue picked up the two people's ID cards, ready to enter their information.

Her hand suddenly stopped moving when her gaze swept over the address on the ID card.

Place of origin: Chenshui Subdistrict, Liyang District, Liyang City...

Her pupils contracted slightly, her fingers unconsciously tracing the edge of her ID card, and her heart skipped a beat.

This address... is exactly the same as her hometown!

She raised her head and looked at Chen Hao again, her gaze fixed on his face.

The contours of his eyes and brows vaguely overlap with those of the boy in my memory, wearing a white shirt, sitting in the last row of the classroom, always looking out the window alone.

That boy, it seems, also had the surname Chen...

Song Xinxue took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in her heart, and looked at the name on the ID card—Chen Hao.

Chen Hao!?

How could she forget?

Back then, in Class 2 of Senior Three at Liyang No. 3 Middle School, there was a boy who always went his own way, but in a math competition, he crushed the whole school with a perfect score, and even the teachers had to respect him. Wasn't that Chen Hao?

Back then, he wore a faded school uniform, was slender, had a cold and stern look in his eyes, didn't like to talk, but always had a sharp edge that was impossible to ignore.

As the school beauty, she had received countless love letters, but she had only ever felt a vague curiosity about this unconventional boy.

After the college entrance examination, Chen Hao seemed to vanish into thin air, never to reappear in his classmates' sight. Some said he was admitted to a top university abroad, others said his family had suffered some misfortune; there were many rumors, but no definitive conclusion was ever reached.

Over the years, she has transformed from a naive student into a capable real estate consultant, attracting a constant stream of suitors, including corporate executives and up-and-coming entrepreneurs. Yet, she has yet to find the right person for her.

It's not that I have high standards, but I always feel that something is missing from those people.

Only now, looking at the extraordinary man before her, did she suddenly realize that, subconsciously, she might have always remembered the boy's appearance.

Song Xinxue's fingertips trembled slightly. She raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief and excitement, as well as a hint of cautious confirmation: "You...you are Chen Hao? Chen Hao from Class 2, Grade 12 at Liyang High School?"

The atmosphere in the meeting room instantly fell silent.

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing looked at Chen Hao and then at Song Xinxue simultaneously, their eyes filled with confusion.

Chen Hao also looked at Song Xinxue, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.

Memories of countless ages surged forth like a tide, and the woman before him gradually overlapped with the girl in his memory—a girl with a ponytail, wearing a school uniform, and two dimples when she smiled.

He nodded slightly, his tone remaining calm: "Song Xinxue?"

A soft call confirmed all the guesses.

Song Xinxue's eyes lit up instantly, her professional smile replaced by pure surprise. She jumped to her feet, then, remembering her identity, quickly composed herself, but still couldn't hide her excitement: "It really is you! Chen Hao! I can't believe I'm seeing you here!"

Her heart was pounding, and her cheeks flushed with excitement.

The Chen Hao before me was no longer the slender and aloof young man he once was. His figure had become more upright, his features more deep and defined, and the calm and majesty that came with the passage of time gave him a breathtakingly handsome aura.

He was more dazzling than any male celebrity she had ever seen.

More importantly, he just casually bought a river-view penthouse worth tens of millions!

That boy who used to wear his school uniform until it was almost white has now become such a big shot!

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing exchanged glances, then smiled with delight: "So Sister Song and my brother are old classmates!"

"Yes!" Song Xinxue nodded with a smile, her gaze towards Chen Siyao softening even more. "I never imagined Siyao was your sister. What a small world!"

She sat down again, but her gaze still couldn't help but fall on Chen Hao, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

He has changed, becoming more dazzling and more unattainable.

But he seems to still be single?

The thought made Song Xinxue's cheeks flush slightly. She quickly picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and suppressed the romantic thoughts in her heart.

The subscription process went exceptionally smoothly thanks to their classmate relationship. After signing the papers and paying the deposit, Song Xinxue carefully put the contract away and said with a smile, "All the formalities are complete. I will personally follow up on the subsequent procedures to ensure there won't be any problems."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Song," Chen Hao said casually.

"No trouble at all! It's my pleasure!" Song Xinxue quickly waved her hand, then seemed to remember something and made a casual joke, but her tone carried a hint of probing, "Speaking of which, such a big house, why didn't your wife come to see it with you? She could have given you some advice."

As soon as she finished speaking, her heart started racing, and she stared intently at Chen Hao's face, afraid of hearing an answer she didn't want to hear.

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing also looked at Chen Hao. They were also very curious. Their brother was so outstanding, could he already have a partner somewhere they didn't know?

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao raised an eyebrow slightly, then shook his head, his tone flat and indifferent: "I am not yet married."

He's still single!

Song Xinxue's fingers tightened slightly as she held the water glass, her smile growing brighter and her eyes shining even more.

She's thirty years old this year, most of her friends are already married and have children, and her family keeps urging her to settle, but she's always been unwilling to compromise. She always feels that she will meet someone who will make her heart flutter.

Now, this person seems to be right in front of me.

The boy who once aroused her curiosity has now become such an outstanding, handsome, and composed man, and he is still single.

Isn't this fate's arrangement?

Song Xinxue suppressed her excitement, maintaining a polite smile as she said naturally, "That's such a pity. Someone as outstanding as you is still single. But it's alright, there are plenty of excellent single women in Shenzhen these days. If you're interested, I can introduce you to some."

As she spoke, her gaze seemed to fall on herself almost imperceptibly, carrying a hint of girlish shyness and anticipation.