After giving Zhuang Ying some instructions, Zhuang Hanzhong left first. Fang Jueyu stood on the balcony and, only then, did he notice the car Zhuang Hanzhong had arrived in—an imposing Rolls-Royce Phantom. The gleaming golden Spirit of Ecstasy almost blinded him.
The price of that car was probably calculated in the tens of millions. Moreover, it seemed like there was even a dedicated chauffeur for it. Combined with Zhuang Hanzhong's refined demeanor, it was clear that he was a man of substantial wealth. Yet someone like him was merely managing a portion of his grandpa's assets?
"Young Master, from now on, I'll call you that!" After some interaction, Zhuang Ying had begun to understand Fang Jueyu's personality. This form of address was entirely meant to jab at him.
"Um... You're older than me. How about I just call you Sister Xiao Ying instead?" This title made Fang Jueyu feel slightly awkward, and his face even flushed a little.
A man and a woman in the same room—suddenly, the atmosphere turned a little awkward. But it was Zhuang Ying who broke the silence first.
"Young Master, should we find you a new place to live? This place is, well... a bit small."
Although Zhuang Hanzhong merely managed a portion of the Fang Family's assets, back then, Fang Su had insisted on giving him some shares and dividends. Those shares alone had turned the Zhuang Family into a substantial clan. Even Zhuang Ying's residence was a villa with a total construction area of over 500 square meters.
Though she didn't know the exact extent of Fang Jueyu's wealth, she had heard from her grandfather that the assets he managed represented just a drop in the ocean. Not even her grandfather knew the full extent of the Fang Family's fortune.
But one thing they were certain about: if the Fang Family wished, the global economy could collapse in an instant. Their wealth, accumulated over thousands of years, was beyond anyone's imagination.
"A new place to live?"
"Yes, you own properties in nearly every city. Where would you like to stay? I can arrange it as soon as possible!"
Fang Jueyu's lips twitched. Owning properties in every city? Even the richest man in Huaxia probably couldn't make such a claim. He realized he was starting to know less and less about himself.
He thought for a moment. With his parents off looking for Grandpa and the city holding little attachment for him, there wasn't much reason to stay. Since he was studying at Jiangnan University, he might as well head to Jiangnan City!
"Let's go to Jiangnan City then, preferably somewhere close to Jiangnan University," Fang Jueyu said.
"One moment!" Zhuang Ying took out a tablet from her bag. There were some things that just couldn't be remembered by memory alone.
After typing something into the tablet, a dense list of indexed results popped up on the screen. Fang Jueyu glanced at it—it seemed to be a catalog of properties in certain communities.
"Found it! There's a place called Jiangnan Residence about 3.5 kilometers from Jiangnan University. You have a standalone villa there; it might suit you well!"
"What's it like? Tell me more about it."
"This particular villa was designed by a European architect. It has a total construction area of 1,600 square meters and comes with a swimming pool, a garden, and a private parking lot. The entire property is built in the middle of a man-made lake. Its current valuation is approximately 280 million yuan."
As he was taking a sip of water, Fang Jueyu nearly choked. A single house worth 280 million yuan? At almost 180,000 yuan per square meter, this was literal gold-plated real estate!
"If you'd like to go, I can make the arrangements now." Zhuang Ying seemed quite pleased with Fang Jueyu's reaction. She enjoyed seeing his expression that screamed, "I've never seen wealth like this." Living with a young master who didn't even know the extent of his riches was turning out to be quite amusing.
"Let's go! Of course, let's go! Why wouldn't we go?" Since he had just returned home yesterday and hadn't unpacked, he could simply grab his suitcase and leave.
However, as he stared at the place he had lived in for twenty years, now suddenly feeling so empty, a twinge of discomfort crept into his heart. His parents had left so decisively. Were their hearts really that detached? Suddenly, it was as if he had been turned into an orphan overnight.
"Sister Xiao Ying, this place..."
"I understand what the Young Master means," Zhuang Ying said, immediately reading his thoughts. "I'll arrange for someone to clean this place regularly. If you ever want to come back and take a look, you're welcome anytime."
"Thank you!" Fang Jueyu expressed his heartfelt gratitude.
"It's my duty. Serving the Young Master is an honor! Shall we leave now?"
"Yes, let's go." Fang Jueyu took a family photo of the three of them and stepped out of the building.
"Young Master, is this the car you drive?" Zhuang Ying froze for a moment when she saw the Porsche Cayenne parked downstairs. For someone of Fang Jueyu's status, this kind of car seemed a bit... underwhelming.
"Uh... Is there something wrong with it?" Seeing Zhuang Ying's expression, Fang Jueyu felt as though he were being judged.
"How about I get you another car and set up a chauffeur? It would make your daily travels much more convenient."
"No need. I don't want to travel around with a chauffeur every day. People might think I'm some nouveau riche trust fund kid!"
Zhuang Ying glanced at him. Trust fund kid? Hardly. If she had to come up with a descriptor, perhaps "heir to a prominent family" would be more appropriate.
"I've already ordered a custom sports car, and it should arrive in about two weeks. I'll stick to driving myself—there's no need for a chauffeur." Fang Jueyu had obtained his driver's license earlier this summer after the college entrance exams. Having barely driven three times since, this Cayenne was the perfect way for him to practice.
"Fair enough. But, Young Master, is your driving... reliable?" Zhuang Ying hesitated, suddenly doubting whether she should get in his car or not.
"Relax, don't let my age fool you; I'm practically a pro driver!" Fang Jueyu casually replied. In truth, he had only ever driven three times since getting his license, but after undergoing physical enhancements, his reaction time and coordination had greatly improved. Driving a race car wouldn't be an issue, let alone regular road driving.
"Alright then. From here to Jiangnan Residence in Jiangnan City is about a two-hour drive. If you get tired, I can take over." Zhuang Ying settled into the passenger seat, seemingly ready to relax and rest.
"You have quite a bit of faith in me!" Fang Jueyu skillfully started the car and gently backed it out of the parking space in the garage.
"My family owes everything to your grandfather. Without him, we wouldn't even be here. Even if we died in a car crash, it would merely be repaying the debt of life he granted us."
"Is it really that serious?" Fang Jueyu murmured under his breath. What exactly had his grandfather done to make this family so unwaveringly loyal?
*"From this day forward, my life is going to be completely different,"* Fang Jueyu thought as he looked up at the sky. *It seemed like every day from now on would be brimming with endless surprises.*