Gong Sheng almost vomited blood on the spot.
What
She asked his name, just to remember the account
The tone of this creditor has a bit of a heroine in a literary romance film.
He really overestimated her.
Also thought of her too elegantly.
Sure enough, the tea ceremony and etiquette just now were all performed by her acting. It was all based on acting skills, not real.
This money-losing, heartless little bastard
Gong Sheng pursed his lips, handed her a key angrily, and resumed his indifferent tone: "Zhang Bo will take you there."
Yun Qiao was afraid that he would turn his back on what he said, so he grabbed the key and walked out without looking back: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, hurry up and take me away!"
Oops, the old eunuch walks too slowly.
Gong Sheng looked at Yun Qiao's eagerness to leave him, didn't even say hello to him, just dumped him without any regrets.
Instead, there was a place in his heart that became empty.
Strangely uncomfortable.
what the hell is this woman doing
Isn't she, is she going to marry him by any means
Which play are you singing now
It's debt collection, divorce, and escape. Is she really playing hard to get
Gong Sheng's face darkened.
In the palm of the hand, there is still the scent and warmth of a woman's fragrance.
Looking down, he saw a trace of blood hidden in the palm of his hand.
Gong Sheng frowned.
This hand had only touched Yun Qiao just now.
In order to prevent her from making a fool of herself in front of the wives of various countries, and to control her within his sphere of influence, he guarded her tightly, so he held her hand tightly from beginning to end.
But it turned out that her hand was injured
when
Gong Sheng frowned even tighter.
He remembered that her hand seemed to have touched the iron railing.
He knew exactly what the iron railings in winter meant.
After a few minutes of driving, the destination will arrive soon.
The villa is located in the Imperial City area, very close to the Presidential Palace.
Yun Qiao observed the scenery on both sides of the street curiously, and couldn't help but secretly commented: "That's right, there are so many people on this street, and there are also a lot of carriages and horses. It seems to be the most prosperous street in the imperial capital, just like our Chang'an city. Like the palace roads in the palace, it must be a more valuable place. Although Gong Sheng is as cold as a wooden man, he has a good heart and chose such a good place for me to live in."
After getting out of the car, I walked into the villa.
Yun Qiao became even more curious.
It turns out that the houses here are really different from those in Yunguo.
Yunguo is a prosperous and grand architectural style of the palace, with carved beams and painted buildings, no matter how complicated it is.
Here, the house is so simple to build, just four walls, a roof, nothing
Oh, by the way, there is a private swimming pool with a large puddle in front of the house.
Compared with the back garden and tea room of the Presidential Palace just now, it is much simpler.
"Is this the place?" Yun Qiao evaluated the villa in front of her with critical eyes.
Zhang Bo swallowed his saliva: "Yes, Miss Qiao, please come in."
He could see Yun Qiao's dissatisfaction, but he was embarrassed to say, Miss Qiao, this is the most prosperous part of the imperial capital and the most expensive residence.
This is called Moyuan.
You live in No. 1 villa in Moyuan.
Although this place is very, very expensive, you can live here not only if you have money, but you have to be a top figure in the empire to be eligible to buy it.
Next door to you is the villa of Sir Sir, Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army.
Behind you is the villa of Chu Junmo, one of the top presidents in the imperial pharmaceutical industry.
You said, is this villa worth money
This dignity alone may not be bought by tens of billions.