47: Chapter 47 He verbally scolded her for being wasteful, but secretly he was overjoyed.

"Hehe," Shen Muyan giggled, puffing out her chest.

She wouldn't stand on ceremony then.

"Hello, could you please put this small sofa over here?"

"And that small coffee table, just put it on the right side! Thank you..."

Shen Muyan smiled sweetly, her attitude very polite.

The workers followed her instructions...

The manager walked over at this moment: "Miss Shen, let me go through the items with you. We'll start from the first one on the list. Please let me know if there's anything you're dissatisfied with."

"Okay!"

There were really quite a lot of things.

From the leather sofa in the living room and the hand-carved marble coffee table, to the solid wood dining table and chairs in the dining room, and finally the custom upholstered bed in the bedroom.

Shen Muyan truly adopted the attitude of a lady of the house, carefully checking each item one by one.

She was afraid of missing anything.

But after a while, she really wanted to curse...

Why did a painting that looked so ugly cost over 30,000?

Why did a single small sofa cost 19,800? She could buy one online for 200.

And that Italian hand-customized upholstered bed in the master bedroom...

It cost 700,000!!

Shen Muyan looked at the bed; it was indeed big, that was its only merit...

Tang Luochuan had also specifically instructed her to check it out on-site and see if the bed was crowded for three people.

It certainly wouldn't be crowded, but even at 7,000, she would have thought it was expensive.

Yet it actually cost 70...0,000??

At this moment, the manager pointed to a floor lamp and said: "For this floor lamp, Mr. Tang thought it was quite pretty, so he ordered 6 of them... We put two in the living room and one in each of the four bedrooms."

"Oh~ so... 50,000, right!" Shen Muyan looked at the price of the floor lamp, inwardly complaining about Tang Luochuan being a spendthrift.

Six floor lamps cost 50,000.

"Uh... no! You're looking at the unit price!"

Shen Muyan: "..."

She followed the manager, checking as they went, her gaze sweeping over every exquisite decoration in the house.

Her mind was filled with the image of Tang Luochuan casually saying, "I've already paid."

She felt both sweet and shocked; it turned out that what he called "furnishing the house" was such a grand gesture.

The workers efficiently placed the last dressing cabinet in the master bedroom, and the manager lowered his head to tick off the last item on the list.

Looking up, he saw Shen Muyan staring blankly at the river view from the floor-to-ceiling windows, so he smiled and said casually: "Miss Shen, you two put so much effort into decorating this wedding house. Mr. Tang has good taste, and your choices are very appropriate. This house paired with this furniture is simply like adding flowers to embroidery."

He knew clearly that rich people like this couldn't just have one house, and their friends were also rich.

If he built good connections, the other party might introduce a few friends, or come back to him when other houses needed renovation.

He could earn another sum!

"Wedding house"?? Shen Muyan felt as if she had been struck; she had imagined getting married in the future.

She had imagined herself ten years later, in a 120-square-meter 'big house' in the suburbs of Shanghai.

Although she would be carrying a mortgage, there would be hope in life, and work would be smooth...

And she would have two cute babies.

After 20 years of hard work, she would pay off the loan and save enough for the down payment on a second home.

When she grew old, each of the two children would have a house...

But now, was this her wedding house??

Tang Luochuan hadn't said it was, but at this moment...

Shen Muyan's little vanity was stirred; it wouldn't be bad to experience it for once.

She said with a hint of smugness, smiling: "Hmm~ my... boy... my fiancé really has good taste."

There was quite a difference between a boyfriend and a fiancé.

"Shameless! Shen Muyan, you are truly shameless. You weren't like this before!! You should regard money as dirt, you should achieve your own life value through your own efforts so others can see it!! Instead of relying on a man..."

Deep in her heart, a voice about shame was reminding her.

But another voice of desire and satisfaction retorted: "I've already let him sleep with me, I like him! I... so what if I just talk for the sake of it?? Although I wasn't like this before, that's because I hadn't seen it! Now that I have... it's fortunate that it belongs to Tang Luochuan! If it were someone else's, I'd be jealous!!"

Shen Muyan stood beside the 50,000-yuan floor lamp, her fingertips gently brushing the velvet texture on the edge of the lampshade.

"Miss Shen, we'll be going now. If you have any further questions, please feel free to contact us." The manager handed over his business card with a respectful smile.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

The door closed gently, and the large flat suddenly became quiet.

Shen Muyan stood alone in the center of the living room, the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shining on her, making her feel warm. She spun around, her skirt flying, and then plunged into the 200,000-yuan leather sofa.

"Ah—"

She buried her face in the cushion and giggled muffledly.

Fiancé.

"So embarrassing!! But so happy!" This time, she shouted it softly.

There was no one else in the room, so she didn't have to worry about being heard.

At this moment, she had even thought of the children's names.

Suddenly, her phone rang again; it was a video call from Tang Luochuan.

It must be after class.

"Luochuan..." After answering, the girl saw the person in her heart.

"Muyan, how is it? Is everything arranged?"

"Mm!"

"Put that package of mine in the bedroom. Are you still applying for day-student status?"

"Well, do you want me to come..." Shen Muyan asked, knowing the answer.

"Of course! We can just live here for the next two years; it's close to the school! And not far from the city center..."

"The next two years?"

"Yes, when we get married later, we'll move to a bigger one."

"Still moving~~" Shen Muyan drew out the sound. She had no doubt about his financial resources, but this happiness had come too suddenly.

The girl beamed with a happy smile: "Then... let's talk about it after we get married..."

"So are you going to be a day-student?"

"Mm~"

This time she responded without hesitation. With these conditions, why would she want to go back and squeeze into that single bed?

The Dormitory wasn't even as big as a toilet, unless she had something wrong with her brain.

"Alright then!" Tang Luochuan said, his eyes suddenly becoming lecherous: "Don't forget my package; open it later after you take it to the bedroom... I'm going to talk to Yueyue! Hanging up now..."

"Okay~~" Shen Muyan maintained a smile and composure; at the very least, she didn't appear ecstatic in front of the boy.

She put down her phone, looked around the room again, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted excitedly: 'Wow~~ I'm moving into a big house, and he even said he wants to marry me... Wow~~~ This is amazing, Shen Muyan, how are you so lucky?'

"No!" She suddenly lowered her voice: "From now on, I am Mrs. Tang; I must be elegant from now on. Yes! Must be elegant. Hehe, I want to have three children for him. Send them all to international schools... Hahaha!"

"Mrs. Tang~~ what are you shouting nonsense for!!" Suddenly, Tang Luochuan's voice came from the phone.

"Uh..."

They had said they were hanging up, but neither of them had pressed the button.

Tang Luochuan was just about to hang up the phone when he heard her talking to herself.

He heard every word clearly.

"Ah? No no no... you heard wrong..." Shen Muyan wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into; it was too embarrassing.

Even though only two people heard it, it was still social death.

"I... I... someone next door is drilling the wall!"

"We don't have neighbors, Mrs. Tang..."

Shen Muyan's face burned instantly, turning red from her cheeks down to the roots of her neck.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I... I'm going to put away the package."