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Chapter 493

TFWYH – Chapter 493 Not Wanting to Suffer a Loss

Transmigrated as the Villainous Fat Wife of a Yandere Husband4 min read493 of 890

After Ling Yu left with Su Yangyu and Xie Wenjie, Tang Wan carried the luggage into the room.

After doing some simple tidying, she tucked some banknotes into her clothes and then left Zuixian Tower.

The capital was huge—extremely huge—divided into four areas: east, south, west, and north.

The northern district housed the imperial palace and high-ranking officials, the eastern district was where relatively wealthy merchants lived, and the western district was home to ordinary people, mixed with what were considered slum areas.

Tang Wan wasn’t familiar with the place, so she could only go to a real estate agency to inquire about housing.

Unfortunately, there were no rental properties available anymore.

With the provincial exam approaching, there were far too many scholars—some even sharing a single room just to have a place to stay.

As for inns, they had long since been fully booked.

Even the dilapidated temples outside the city were packed with people.

Tang Wan sighed, unwilling to give up. “Are there no houses for sale either?”

“Madam, there aren’t many selling houses at this time, but it’s not impossible. I have a few small courtyards here—take a look,” the agent said with a faint smirk, tossing a few property sketches lightly toward her, clearly convinced she couldn’t afford them.

Tang Wan glanced at him but said nothing, picking up the sketches to examine them.

Five-courtyard residences, three-courtyard ones, fenced yards—there were all kinds.

Then she looked at the prices.

Tang Wan: …

Might as well just rob people!

Not to mention anything else—even a simple fenced yard with just three rooms started at two thousand taels.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t afford it—but why should she take such a loss?

Once the provincial exam ended, prices would definitely drop.

Thinking of this, Tang Wan stopped looking, set the sketches down, and left.

The agent let out a scoff and took the sketches back.

Just as Tang Wan stepped out of the agency, someone suddenly called out to her:

“Wan-niang? Is that really you?”

Tang Wan turned around and froze for a moment. “Jin Lin? What are you doing here?”

“Of course I’m here for the exam!” Jin Lin walked over, glancing around. “Where’s Brother Ling? If you’re here, surely he came too?”

Tang Wan answered honestly, “He’s here—at Zuixian Tower.”

“Great! Come on, come on—take me to him quickly!” Otherwise, I’m doomed this time.

Tang Wan frowned. “I still need to look for a house. Why don’t you go by yourself?”

“Looking for a house?”

“Yeah. I wanted to rent one, but there are none available. Buying feels like a bad deal.”

“It is a bad deal to buy at this time—but I can sell one to you!”

As he spoke, Jin Lin stepped back into the real estate agency.

Tang Wan thought for a moment, then followed him inside.

The same agent who had just received Tang Wan came forward again. The moment he saw her, his face turned impatient. “Why are you back again? This is the price of houses in the capital—it’s not going down.”

Jin Lin frowned. “What kind of attitude is that? Is this how your agency treats customers?”

“You are… oh! Master Jin, it’s you!” The man instantly changed his expression, smiling obsequiously. “The house you listed with us hasn’t been sold yet. How about waiting a bit longer? Once it’s sold, I’ll notify you immediately.”

“No need. I came to tell you that I’ve found a buyer myself, so I won’t trouble your agency anymore,” Jin Lin said calmly, then left with Tang Wan.

The agent was completely stunned.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What just happened?

Only after Jin Lin and Tang Wan had left did he snap back to his senses, slapping his forehead hard.

So Master Jin knows that woman…

I’m done for—how am I going to explain this to the boss?

That house may not be big, but the location is excellent!

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