Chapter 77: He Truly Holds Sway Over Everything!

Ye Luo had viewed several ready-to-move-in apartments in this neighborhood, and found that the interiors matched the development's advertisements perfectly. Everything was just as promised, befitting the high property prices. She decided not to waste time looking elsewhere.

She planned to buy the unit on the seventeenth floor.

The apartment was a hundred and twenty square meters, priced at over six million yuan.

Fortunately, the publishing house had sent her the money last night, so she had enough to buy it.

But when she presented her ID and household registration to finalize the purchase, the expressions of the sales office staff suddenly changed.

The manager was urgently called over.

The manager greeted her with an apologetic smile, “I'm sorry, Miss He, we can't sell you the apartment.”

They had agreed on everything; only the paperwork remained. Now the sales office refused to sell, and Ye Luo’s expression grew cold—she felt she had been toyed with.

She still asked, “Why?”

“We all received the news last night,” the manager replied, his smile even more apologetic, glancing at her household registration. “Anyone who sells you a property—even rents to you for a day—will be standing against the Gong Corporation.”

“I understand,” Ye Luo said, her face expressionless. She asked nothing more and walked out of the sales office.

The manager had actually told her the real reason. She didn’t need to guess: it was surely Gong Lü’s doing. He wanted her to give up, to stay obediently in his villa and not try her luck elsewhere.

But how could she know if he truly had such power unless she tried?

So Ye Luo went to other sales offices, only to find none were willing to sell her a property. The reason was always the same: selling to her meant opposing the Gong Corporation.

She stopped looking for new properties at sales offices and turned to second-hand real estate agencies.

But as soon as they saw her ID or household registration, even owners of used apartments refused to sell.

She then attempted to rent, but even that was impossible.

It took Ye Luo three days to exhaust all possibilities.

It was her own fault, she thought, for lacking connections and having to use the identity of He Luo at Seventh Middle School, where she lived with her ancestor. She couldn’t create a fake identity for life outside school. If she could, buying or renting would have been much easier.

All this time, she’d only tried to buy or rent in S City, never in other cities.

Her ancestor was in S City; she needed to stay close. Buying or renting elsewhere had no meaning.

She didn’t know about other places, but after these three days, she truly understood—here in S City, Gong Lü could indeed dominate the entire city.

It was no exaggeration.

No wonder he’d told her to try as much as she liked.

It turned out he wasn’t blindly arrogant nor overconfident; it was simply the truth.

Now she understood why he’d once said, “You still don’t understand this world.” What he meant was, she had no idea of his true strength.

The school had dormitories, and she could apply for one, but they were all six-person rooms. She’d always lived alone, never comfortable sharing space. Let alone living with five others for such a long time...

Now, only one option remained: she had to continue living in Gong Lü’s villa.

Thinking this, Ye Luo looked up at the sky. The sun was already sinking in the west. She had nowhere else to go, and it was Sunday—the school was closed for the holiday. So she returned to the villa.

As she was heading upstairs, she ran into Gong Lü coming down.

They met halfway on the staircase.