Chapter 47: Floral Art Aristocrat – South Gate

Zhao Ah Mao was clear about his uncle's circumstances, at least he thought he was before arriving.

The old man's residence was indeed old, but it was well-located near the main urban area. Upon hearing the old man had died, he even found a buyer, a fixed price of five hundred and eighty thousand in hot cash, waiting to be collected. Now to be told not a penny could be obtained, this was even more of a pitfall than buying stocks.

"Bai Lao Si's house was jointly named with his wife, Mei Xiang. Lao Si may be dead, but his wife sure isn't," said a nameless old man with evident amusement.

"Not dead? How can that be? My uncle has been living alone for so many years. Who knows where that woman went off to die. According to the law, isn't it said that being separated for more than three years is considered a divorce?" Zhao Ah Mao never met Mei Xiang and this was the first time he heard that the old man's wife was still alive.