"Brother Haotian, it's here."
Huang Shuyuan pointed at the mansion outside the car. Chu Haotian stopped the car and the two of them got out.
"Didn't I remember that this house was sealed up and auctioned off? How did it end up in Zhao Rourou's hands? "
Only when Chu Haotian got off the car did he clearly see the villa in front of him. It was the same villa that was auctioned off by the government after Zhao Hai went underhanded.
"That's right, I begged Uncle Lin for a long time before he agreed to help me redeem the house."
Thinking about the happiness Zhao Rourou should have, now that she had to bear all of this because of Zhao Hai's death, suddenly, Huang Shuyuan's mood became uncomfortable once again.
"Go on in. With your help, I hope Zhao Rourou can make some changes."