Moving into a New Home

Song Yanxi had just posted a nine-grid photo on her social media.

Her friends, who loved showing off their gourmet meals and travel adventures, instantly exploded with excitement.

Du Juan: "Oh my God! Is this your new house?"

Yang Dan: "…Did you buy a villa?"

An'an's mom: "This house is so beautiful! Is it in Beijing? How much did it cost?"

Even Song Wu, who was attending a class reunion at a KTV in the Third Ring Road, was so shocked she nearly jumped out of her seat.

"Sis, you bought a house? How much was the down payment? How big is it? Why does it look like a freaking villa?"

And it wasn't just her. Liu Fen, who was busy playing mahjong at a game hall, immediately tossed aside her winning hand.

She had received several calls—one from Song Huamin and another from her younger daughter.

Something major had happened at home. She needed to rush back and take charge.

By the time she returned, Song Huamin and Song Wu were already there, both eager to head straight to Beixin'an.

If they didn't know Song Yanxi wasn't the type to exaggerate, they would have thought she was joking.

They knew she was buying a house. They knew she could afford it.

But they had never imagined she could afford a villa.

And in Beijing, no less—one of the most expensive cities in the country!

"Mom, that house has to be at least 300 square meters, right?"

"It's definitely more than that. Just the first floor alone looks like it's at least 200 square meters. And there's a second floor, plus an attic. I'd say it's around 500 square meters in total."

"Five hundred square meters?! That means the base price has to be at least ten million!"

Song Wu clicked her tongue in amazement. "How much of a down payment did Sis put down? The mortgage must be astronomical!"

"Probably 20 to 30%," Liu Fen guessed.

At this point, she could hardly contain her excitement. If only she were flying a private jet instead of driving her little Volkswagen, she'd be there in an instant.

The property transfer process was relatively simple, especially since Zhang Yan's real estate agency was a highly reputable firm specializing in second-hand luxury homes in Beijing.

Since it was a full payment purchase, there was no need for a mortgage—just the transfer procedures.

Chen Pingsheng went to handle the paperwork while Song Yanxi stayed behind to tidy up.

Of course, the locks needed to be changed, but the interior design was so high-end that there was no need for renovations.

The previous owner had clearly spared no expense, hiring a professional design firm to handle everything.

When Liu Fen and the others arrived, they were completely dazzled.

Row after row of standalone villas, beautifully landscaped greenery—living in a place like this would be a dream come true.

"Daughter… is this really your house?"

The place was so massive that she could probably run a marathon inside. Well, at least by senior citizen standards.

Liu Fen took a tour, thoroughly impressed.

The first floor had two bedrooms for the elderly.

The second floor featured a spacious master bedroom with a terrace and a cozy children's room.

Imagine sitting on that terrace, sipping afternoon tea… absolute bliss.

There was also an independent study, a walk-in closet, and an ultra-comfortable guest bedroom.

And then there was the attic.

The whole house had a sleek, modern design, boasting seven rooms in total.

"Look at this massive kitchen! Cooking here would be an absolute joy!"

Liu Fen ran her hand over the exquisite marble countertops, admiring the scenic view outside through the side window.

She was in a great mood.

"Daughter, how much was the down payment?"

She had been so mesmerized that she nearly forgot to ask the most important question.

"There was no down payment. Pingsheng paid in full."

"In full?"

The three of them were utterly stunned. Even the usually composed Song Huamin was the first to break the silence.

"You're not joking, right? This house has to be at least 500 square meters. In this location, with this level of renovation, there's no way it cost less than ten million."

"You're right. It was exactly fifteen million."

Song Yanxi, still busy inspecting the place, made a mental note to replace essentials like bed sheets and teacups.

"Pingsheng is finalizing the property transfer now. From this moment on, he's officially a Beijing resident. Mom, now you can finally stop worrying, right?"

Worry? What worry?

Liu Fen was more than relieved.

Her daughter was now living in a villa. What could she possibly have to worry about?

She immediately joined in the preparations—there was still time to pick up little An'an from school at 4 PM.

After running errands and buying all the necessary household items, they would host a grand feast the next night.

One, to celebrate their new home.

Two, because it was Song Yanxi's birthday.

This called for a big celebration.

They invited all their relatives and friends from the city.

Song Yanxi even called Chen Pingsheng's parents back in Nansheng.

Their son had just bought a villa in Beijing—this was huge news!

Not that they needed to broadcast it to the world, but his parents definitely had to come see it for themselves.

The family moved fast. By 6 PM, most of the work was done.

When Chen Pingsheng returned, he had even reserved a banquet at a high-end restaurant.

Zhang Tao, Liu Jing, and Chen Hao all came over, their faces filled with joy.

There was no jealousy, no envy—just the shared excitement of seeing everyone's lives steadily improving.

They had all settled down in Beijing, and while the future was uncertain, one thing was clear:

Right now, life was good.

Back in Nansheng, Chen Qi—the youngest sister—was the first to hear the news.

Without hesitation, she grabbed their parents and boarded the next train to Beijing.

It worked out perfectly. Since Chen Pingsheng hadn't been home for the New Year, this visit would double as a family vacation in Beijing.

Once everything was settled, little An'an finally came bouncing out of her room, grinning from ear to ear.

She had never imagined she would get to live in such a beautiful house.

A room so big she could roll around endlessly without hitting a wall.

She hadn't even heard her parents talk about it before!

"Daddy, is that really my room?"

"Of course! You can do whatever you want in there."

"Then… can I buy two Teletubbies and put them inside?" An'an blinked her big, adorable eyes.

"Of course you can."

Chen Pingsheng patted her head, smiling warmly.

"In fact, Daddy will take you to buy them right now."

Since the house still needed a few more things, he took Song Yanxi and An'an out for a shopping spree.

Song Yanxi wanted everything to be brand new—mops, towels, rugs, slippers, everything.

She grabbed whatever she saw.

After all, they had just bought a 15-million-yuan villa—who cared about a few household items?

Meanwhile, Chen An'an had her own ideas.

She wanted to turn her massive room into the ultimate kids' paradise.

Mother and daughter went on a shopping spree, quickly filling up an entire car.

If only the Porsche Panamera had more space…

Seeing that they needed more room, Chen Pingsheng called Zhang Tao to bring over the company's 4.2-meter-long truck.

Might as well buy everything in one go.

Before he knew it, a whole team had come over to help.

Song Yanxi went full throttle with her shopping. A new home needed a lot of stuff.

She bought two 90-inch TVs, three fully automatic washing machines, and every kitchen and bathroom appliance imaginable.

If it weren't for the extra manpower, Chen Pingsheng would need three days to finish everything.

And of course, she couldn't forget a proper marriage bed.

After browsing for a while, she finally let Chen Pingsheng make the call.

He chose a 20,000-yuan bed with an automatic rebound function, just as the salesperson had described.