"Are you sure this is the 'room' you said?"
Leaving from the place where he met Master Fisseld, he walked for about ten minutes in the huge Imperial Manor, and was finally led to a place by a woman named 'Adeline'.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Fangran couldn't believe it, and confirmed to her with a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth,
"Well, here is the room for you."
With a silver hair and a beautiful and calm face, Adeline nodded in affirmation to him.
"Even if you say so...."
Just like piling up all kinds of extravagance into a harmonious design, use corridors, halls, etc. to make the rooms in front of you feel independent and still remain inside the Empire Manor,
Although Fangran felt that the moment when the scale was large enough to create a sense of independence, it couldn't be called a 'room'.
The hall in front of him at this moment is magnificent, noble, delicate, beautiful and unbelievably large,
Fangran felt that this should be called a mansion at all. If it was cut off alone, it could be a top-level real estate in the manor, and it was sold at a price of nearly 100 million U.S. dollars.
However, it is only a "section" of this imperial manor, which is no longer extravagant or not, and it is more terrifying than shocking.
"Do all the rooms in this imperial manor look like this?"
Looking at the palace-style high roof, the spiral staircase leading to the upper floor, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows painted in the night, the elegant living room as big as an ordinary house, and all the seemingly expensive furniture,
Realizing that Fangran couldn't find the bedroom at a glance, he couldn't help asking silently.
"No, according to the master's specifications, there are only eight such rooms, which already occupy all the best locations in the Imperial Manor."
Only eight more... .
Fangran's brows twitched wildly when he thought that the place where Veronica lived was not counted, and there were still 'eight sections' in such a place.
"Such one is enough to accommodate a lot of people, why build so many..."
"These are all prepared for Fisseld's core figures, family backbones or heirs, but there are always rooms that are vacant,"
Waiting on the side, and answering Fangran's various questions truthfully, Adeline continued to explain in a cool and capable voice:
"The owner has arranged this place two months ago. From the height of the furniture to the size of various clothes, they are all prepared according to your standards. You can take them as you like."
Started two months ago...
I remember that it was clearly shortly after meeting in Paris, and Veronica actually expected that she would come at that time, even the closet was full for her,
Fangran didn't know what to say for a while,
But he soon discovered a point.
"Wait, how do you guys know the size of my clothes?"
"Hackers please hack the medical examination information of Beijing University and your online shopping data..."
Don't hire hackers to do this!
Unprepared, he learned that his personal information had been leaked. Fangran looked at the large sofa in the living room that could seat twenty people, and was speechless with shame.
After saying this without any concealment, Adeline greeted him softly and said:
"From now on, this place belongs to you. Unless something happens to your life, no one else will live in it."
There will be no one else... .
Hearing that she said that the mansion in front of her belonged to her from now on, she was stunned for a second, even though she remembered that even all the properties in Huaxia could be handed over to herself,
But a luxurious and bright mansion in front of me is obviously more shocking than the various transfer contracts that have not been signed.
What's more important is the meaning it symbolizes in the Imperial Manor other than the value itself...
"Do you want me to show you around the rooms?"
"No, forget it, just tell me where the bedroom is."
Regarding Adeline's question, Fangran felt that what he said was a bit absurd.
"Okay, the master bedroom is here, please follow me."
There are very few such designs as doors. Fangran followed Adeline, and he didn't know what it was when he saw the interconnection. Anyway, he looked at the extraordinarily spacious and atmospheric style.
Finally comes the master bedroom out of a total of four bedrooms.
To be honest, let's not complain about this bedroom, which is half the size of the combined rooms of him, Meng Lang, and Gou Yu in the hut.
Fangran felt that the width of the bed alone was enough to stretch from the head of his bed to the kitchen door of the hut.
"Well, thank you, it's really bothering you so late."
"it is my responsibility."
Seeing the silver-haired woman bowing slightly, although she was not used to her attitude, but knowing that it was useless to say it, Fangran nodded to her,
Then, after a while...
"That... do you have anything else to do?"
Finding that the other party didn't seem to intend to leave at all, Fangran opened his mouth and looked at her hesitantly asking,
"During your stay in North America, I personally took care of all your affairs. Are you ready to go to bed now?"
After explaining her responsibilities, she took a half step forward with her black silk high heels. Adeline raised her overly fair face and looked directly at Fangran with her plain eyes.
"Otherwise, I can also have a drink with you."
Countless movie clips with such a sense of sight flashed in an instant, like the words spoken by a sexy and indifferent female villain, and there was an invitation from an adult hidden in the depths,
In the imagination, like the protagonist who refused to admit defeat also took half a step closer, put his calm palm on her waist, said something mature but didn't know what it meant, and finally rolled her from the bar to the bed with her in his arms.. .
Then in reality, Fangran waved his hands seriously.
"No, no, I'm going to sleep."
Hearing his answer, Adeline withdrew her steps, still nodded calmly:
"Okay, your nightgown is in the cabinet over there, if you need anything, you can call me at any time."
"Uh-huh."
Nodding in response, watching her keep pushing the door away...
"ha... ... ."
Only then did Fangran raise his head and let out a long sigh of relief. He walked to the sofa in the bedroom and slumped back. Facing a sexy and indifferent foreign beauty was really stressful.
He always felt that this sister, whose complexion was so pure and white, had a very extraordinary aura.
It should be said that she really deserves to be someone who can be by Veronica's side... .
The high-end custom-made sofa under him is so soft that people don't want to move. Thinking of myself who was still in the capital during the day, I am already in this imperial manor somewhere in North America.
Fangran looked at the luxurious room in his vision, which was like a dream.
In North America, with no one around, his thoughts suddenly drifted away, but at the moment when Fangran started to think about something,
Something came from the feeling of jumping over his legs, and he sat up straight in surprise to see, heard the sound before seeing the shadow,
Fangran heard a spiritual voice ringing in his ear.
"La meow!"