Some reporters discovered that Ling Luoyin was selling off her house and jewelry. Even the house her parents lived in was put on sale online, presumably to gather money for the penalty for breach of contract.
A busybody managed to get all of Ling Luoyin’s uncompleted contracts and worked out that the total amount of compensation was estimated to be more than 70 million dollars.
For Ling Luoyin, a D-list actress with a normal family background, this was a big number. Selling all her possessions might not even be enough to cover it.
Ling Yiran looked at the news on her phone, and one of the photos showed information about her family home that they had given the real estate agent.
There were some collages of the interior of the house in the information.
The Ling family's sale price online was 5,800,000 dollars.
The house with memories of her and her mother was now up for sale for 5,800,000. Ling Yiran felt a little emotional.
Actually, after so many years, there were hardly any traces of her mother in the house. There were more traces of Ling Luoyin and Fang Cuie in the house.
"What are you looking at?" Yi Jinli walked over to Ling Yiran. He looked down at her phone screen and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Is your old house on sale?"
"Yes, the Ling family is selling their house," Ling Yiran replied as she nodded.
"Do you want it?" asked Yi Jinli.
Ling Yiran was a little stunned as she looked at him. Clearly, he would buy the house for her right away if she wanted it.
Ling Yiran replied, "I'm just curious about this." After all, she almost became one of the substitutes.
Yi Jinli took Ling Yiran's hand and rubbed it gently in his, saying, "Then you can only be curious about this. You mustn't be curious about him at all."
Ling Yiran blinked, clearly puzzled.
He drew her fingers to his lips and kissed them. "If a woman is curious about a man, she may be interested in that man one day. Maybe... She would even fall in love with the man. Therefore, the only man you can be curious about is me, not any other men."
Ling Yiran did not know whether to cry or laugh. Was this also a sign of him being domineering in their relationship? Was he jealous again?
"Shall... I forget that I asked?" she asked. She had just mentioned it casually and did not need to know the answer.
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