Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1812: The pangolins are exhausted

Gu Yihan glanced at Bai Yi.

Why does Ye Siming sound like he has made a fortune secretly.

Gu Yihan said suspiciously, "Isn't it?"

Ye Siming didn't explain too much.

He sank his eyes and asked, "I have the money, I will pay it myself."

How could he let Gu Yihan spend money on marrying Gu Nuoer?

Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows: "How much money can you take, I have very high requirements. After all, Nuo'er is my only daughter."

"I know," Ye Siming said calmly, "I won't treat her badly without the emperor saying it."

Seeing him, Gu Yihan seemed quite confident.

He asked, "Then you don't need me to arrange your wedding room?"

"I'm building."

This time, even Bai Yi was taken aback.

"Are you building? When did I not hear you say it?"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "It hasn't been built yet, why do you say it?"

Bai Yi: ...

This is quite in line with Ye Siming's character.

Ye Siming looked at Gu Yihan: "The house won't be small, it's not as big as the palace, but it should be about right."

Bai Yi widened his eyes again.

Gu Yihan frowned and wondered, "Where did you build it?"

There is not such a big place in the capital, let him get a mansion about the size of the palace.

"In the mountains on the outskirts of Beijing." Ye Siming replied.

Gu Yihan thought for a while: "The mountain is too far. If I want to see my daughter, it's not very convenient."

Ye Siming pondered for a moment: "Then get one on the mountain. I will buy three consecutive houses in the city and use them later. When I have nothing to do on weekdays, I will live in the city. If Gu Nuoer wants to enjoy the scenery, we will go to the mountain."

"Does the emperor have any opinions now?"

The young man began to ask questions.

Gu Yihan opened his mouth and seemed to want to make a request.

But he found that there was little to talk about.

For the money, Ye Siming said he would give it.

He also wants to build his own house.

In the city, I have to buy three large houses in a row at a time.

Is this Marquis Yongye embezzling behind his back?

In the end, Gu Yihan waved his hand: "I have nothing to mention. If you are ready, make arrangements earlier."

"I ordered Qin Tianjian to choose an auspicious day next month to hold an engagement banquet for you."

Ye Siming lowered his head slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

This was his most disciplined time.

After leaving the palace, Bai Yi couldn't help but ask, "Si Ming, where did you get the money? Did you know that buying a house with three consecutive rows would cost at least two thousand taels."

"In addition to buying utensils and decorating the garden, it's not as simple as buying something on the street."

Ye Siming leaned against the wall of the car and dozed off: "What is money, you can have it if you want, don't worry about it."

Today, he is in a good mood, and even his attitude is lazy and easy-going.

Bai Yi began to suspect that this kid, Siming, wouldn't secretly embezzle behind his back, would he?

The carriage arrived at Bai Mansion, but Ye Siming didn't go in with him.

Instead, he chose to ride a horse, saying he was going out of town.

When he got to the mountain, he found that four pangolins had already laid all the foundations for him.

Wood and stone are also neatly stacked aside.

Two pangolins were probably fainted from exhaustion and lay motionless on the ground.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and his voice was cold: "Is it all done?"

The pangolin suddenly jumped up from the ground and subconsciously curled itself into a ball.

After realizing that Ye Siming was only here to check the completion status, they all rolled away and nodded silently to him.

Ye Siming walked around and checked the stability of the ground stakes.

He nodded: "It's enough to hit an inch deeper."