Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 669: A Chance Encounter?_1

Chapter 669: Chapter 669: A Chance Encounter?_1

At this moment, Yang Meifeng and Luo Xuanran on the third floor had risen, ready to descend the stairs.

Even though the salesperson Huang Shasha was talking up a storm, claiming the furniture had huge potential to appreciate in value and even possessed health and healing properties, the exorbitant price tag of over 2.5 million was simply too much to swallow.

Mo Han, even though she had the money, did not make a purchase after considering that the sets of redwood furniture on the third floor did not really match the decor style of her home.

As Mo Han and the others left, Huang Shasha heaved a sigh of disappointment and vented a few words.

"A bunch of paupers, can’t even afford a set of redwood furniture worth a couple of million, yet claim to live in Bolui No.1? And boasting about a living room that’s 150 to 160 square meters,"

"I bet they just found some random pictures on the Internet! Wasted half an hour of my saliva."

Her words were neither too loud nor too soft, but just so happened to be overheard by Mo Han and the others as they descended the stairs.

Yang Meifeng, like an alcohol lamp, was instantly ignited; she turned around in a flash, her eyes wide with fury as she said, "You little brat, what did you just say? Who are you calling paupers?"

Huang Shasha crossed her arms, a look of disdain on her face, "Whoever responds, I’m talking about them..."

Seeing his wife on the verge of exploding, Luo Shanchuan hurriedly stepped forward to hold her back, "Alright, if it’s not suitable, we can look elsewhere. There’s no need to argue with them."

He was always the peacemaker, never one to enjoy conflict.

Yang Meifeng, quick to catch fire like an alcohol lamp, wouldn’t listen to her husband. She broke free and went striding forward, ready to confront the salesperson.

Just then, Huang Shasha’s phone rang; it was the manager calling.

"Shasha, head to the back door parking lot. There’s an old lady there with a set of Yellow Rosewood furniture from Qiongzhou Island she wants to sell, you go handle it,"

"They don’t have the receipt, so press them on the price."

Huang Shasha nodded, "Alright, I’ll handle it."

After hanging up, Huang Shasha couldn’t be bothered to give Yang Meifeng another glance and ran straight to the back door parking lot.

Initially wanting to exchange harsh words with the other party, Yang Meifeng lost interest the moment she was ignored.

She gestured authoritatively and said to Mo Han, "Let’s go, to Red Star Macalline."

"Mm."

Mo Han was annoyed by her mother-in-law’s attitude, but she also didn’t feel like quibbling at the moment and promptly headed toward the parking lot as well.

"Old lady?"

Arriving at the parking lot, Huang Shasha looked around and finally, in a corner, she spotted a pickup truck with several people standing around it, including a middle-aged person in a wheelchair, two young people, and an elderly woman with white hair.

She approached and asked, "Are you here to sell the redwood furniture?"

Old Lady Luo nodded, "Yes, we spoke with your manager earlier, but he had to leave for something and said he would send someone over."

"My name is Huang Shasha, Mr. Wei asked me to handle this."

Huang Shasha smiled slightly and pointed at the goods on the pickup truck, "Is this your Yellow Rosewood furniture?"

"That’s right."

Luo Yuantu spoke up, "We bought it from your Yunfang Furniture seven years ago for over 1.8 million. My dear, would you mind taking a look and giving us a fair price?"

"As long as the price is right, I will definitely not shortchange you."

As he said this, he rubbed his hands together; clearly, since the manager was absent and had left Huang Shasha to handle the situation, it implied that if both parties could agree on a high price, he could also give a kickback on his end.

At this time, Mo Han was accompanying her father-in-law and mother-in-law towards the parking lot.

Their car was also parked in a corner, only a dozen or so steps away from the pickup truck.

Hearing the familiar voice, father-in-law Luo Shanchuan looked over and saw his mother Old Lady Luo, his older brother Luo Yuantu, his nephew Luo Xuanran, and his niece Luo Zitong were all there.

Compared to before, Old Lady Luo had clearly aged a lot, with white hair at her temples, while his older brother Luo Yuantu looked sallow and haggard, lacking his former vitality.

He couldn’t help but call out, "Mom, big brother? What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing Luo Shanchuan’s voice, Old Lady Luo and Luo Yuantu, along with the others, looked up and were surprised to find that Mo Han, Luo Shanchuan, and Yang Meifeng were also there.

Huang Shasha furrowed her brows and asked, "You know each other?"

"Know each other, of course we do!"

Luo Shanchuan replied, "That’s my mom and my big brother."

What? They’re from the same family?

Huang Shasha was somewhat stunned. If they were from the same family, why was one trying to buy furniture while another was selling it?

"Hmph! You still remember I’m your mom!"

The old lady snorted with displeasure, "What? Should I not come to this place, is that it?"

"No... not at all."

With the old lady’s longstanding authority still in effect, Luo Shanchuan hung his head, not daring to respond again.

At this point, Huang Shasha was getting upset, folding her arms and saying, "Hey, are you guys here to make fun of me on purpose?"

"One wants to sell rosewood furniture, and another wants to buy rosewood furniture. Do you take me for a fool?"

"Selling rosewood furniture?"

Luo Shanchuan was initially taken aback, then seemed to remember something and asked, "Brother, the furniture you’re selling, it’s not..."

"It’s the very set Dad took us to look at together back in the day."

Luo Yuantu sighed, his tone somber, "Chen Guihua, that vile woman, ran off with our family’s money and mortgaged all of the Luo properties. The bank has sealed our villa, and now we don’t have a penny to our name."

"There was no choice but to sell the set of rosewood furniture that Dad left behind."

"Shan Chuan, what about you? What are you doing at Yunfang Furniture?"

Luo Shanchuan spoke honestly, "Well, our family just moved into Platinum No.1, and the furniture in the living room seemed a bit old, so Mo Han brought us to check out Yunfang Furniture for something suitable."

Listening to her second son’s words, Old Lady Luo’s entire face instantly turned dark.

Their family had been kicked out of their villa and was barely scraping by, selling their mother’s golden necklace to make do for lunch. Now, to get by, they even had to sell the furniture left by their father years ago.

But Mo Han’s family lived in the best villa in Jiangling City, no longer needing their old furniture, yet they still wanted to replace it with high-quality rosewood pieces.

"Luo Shanchuan! Are you deliberately showing off in front of me, mocking me?"

Old Lady Luo’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as she cursed loudly, "You heartless scoundrel, I should never have let you into the Luo family!"

"It’s not like that."

Luo Shanchuan waved his hands in panic, "Mom, I didn’t mean that, I was just..."

Seeing her husband still looking weak in front of Old Lady Luo, Yang Meifeng started to feel indignant.

You think you’re still the noble matriarch of the Luo family?

Remembering all the times the old lady had made things difficult for her over the years, she snorted and said with a cold laugh, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, my goodness, what was that you said just now? Shan Chuan is showing off and boasting in front of you?"

"Does he need to show off or boast?"

"We’re living in a billion-dollar mansion right now. Isn’t it normal to buy a set of furniture worth a few million?"

"As for you, Mom, when Dad was on his deathbed, he entrusted the vast Luo’s Group to you, yet not only did you fail to grow and strengthen Luo’s Group, you’ve now bankrupted it and have to resort to selling the family possessions to make ends meet."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

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