Xu Yang glanced at Feng Haichao as if he were looking at an idiot and said, "Why are you here if you're not buying a house? Do you think everyone has as much free time as you, doing nothing all day?"
Hearing that, a surge of anger welled up in Feng Haichao, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and held it in. He took a deep breath, and a mocking smile crept onto his lips. He said, "What kind of house are you buying, the cheapest one?"
In Feng Haichao's opinion, Xu Yang was definitely going for the cheapest option.
Xu Yang replied, "What's it to you?"
Feng Haichao chuckled, "You don't dare to say it, do you? Actually, there's nothing wrong with buying the cheapest one. The main thing is, some people buy houses on credit, have to pay them off for twenty or thirty years, and work their whole lives just for a house. It's really pitiful."
Xu Yang gave Feng Haichao a glance but didn't respond.