Can't Make It? Me?

"Gu Mang, Director-General Lu and his wife have helped us look at the house. It is well-furbished and worth 8.9 million yuan," Third Uncle said.

"Mmh," Gu Mang answered. "If there's anything, you can contact Uncle Lu."

Yu Mufeng, who was driving beside her, looked over.

"Alright," Third Uncle said. "There is about a million left. After the phone call, I will transfer it to you."

They already felt bad taking the house.

"It's fine, keep it." Gu Mang rolled up her sleeves and rested her pale arms on the window casually. She propped up her face in her hand and said calmly, "Uncle, is there anything else?"

Third Uncle understood that Gu Mang didn't like repetition. He opened his mouth but did not mention the same thing again. He just said, "Your uncle knows that I just bought a house. They asked me who gave me the money and they all guessed it was you."

Only Gu Mang had the financial capability.