Guan Wanjiao and the other two stopped stepping, and their breathing stopped for two or three seconds.

System 524 looked at their stunning eyes and cold faces: Haha, you will feel good soon. This lady has made up her mind to go her own way and leave others with no way out. She is also very good at playing. She said that her character in this world is a particularly annoying and dramatic noble lady who combines Chinese and Western cultures. Sometimes 524 doubts whether she is mentally ill after she leaves her body.

I don’t know that System 524 is silently lighting wax for them, and those people are still in amazement.

Until the noble lady who seemed to have no idea what era she had grinned a noble-like arrogant smile on the corner of her lips, walked towards them with elegant steps, put away her parasol, and hugged the stiff Guan Wanjiao and Feng Xueyue in distantly - the kind of hug that just touched each other's shoulders gently, and the upper body was falsely approaching, and she didn't even touch much of the clothes and fabric.

Oh, it's started. System 524 has moved the chair and picked up the fruits and vegetables, and is ready to watch the show.

"Wuan, madam, ladies, I think I should have kept you waiting for a long time, then, without further ado—"

The tone of her speech was a little aria, with a strange accent, strange and nice, with a magnificent and mysterious feeling. As she said that, she walked around Guan Wanjiao and the other two and walked into the villa on their own.

Tang Bola had a long face and the three of them came to their senses. They followed in a daze.

"Madam, she actually asked me to ride a truck with those porters! Even if I told her that I was yours, she ignored me and didn't take you seriously at all!" Uncle Tang said quickly and hatred by Guan Wanjiao.

Guan Wanjiao frowned and said nothing.

Inside the house, lobby.

An Cui carried her parasol gracefully and gently, and her steps turned around in the living room gracefully and quickly. She looked at each item with a picky look. Guan Wanjiao and the other two couldn't keep up with her brisk pace, and even couldn't speak because of her sudden behavior.

"Swap all the curtains with rouse this year's Greek autumn style, and replace them in three days. I can't believe this low-end taste! And this sofa, pure white set - it's really ugly and stiff, just like a factory that produces them secretly stuffed wood into it! ... This cheap vase is replaced with a colored glaze, and you don't want the two paintings on the wall, but don't worry, I will hang my portrait on it. In addition, if the windows...oh, okay, this style of villa can't let the enchanting and beautiful colored glaze glass be used as a foil. I will think carefully about what it is more suitable to replace..."

Everyone in this living room was stunned. Guan Wanjiao came to her senses first, and there was a burning fire in her chest, "You..."

But before she could speak, the noble lady spoke again. She said in a tolerant tone, "Or, how about pushing down this house and rebuilding it? I think this style really does not fit my taste, and I believe you agree with my taste."

Feng Xueyue and others looked at Guan Wanjiao with a look of lightning. Is this woman crazy?!

The entire villa was arranged according to her taste. Guan Wan's cheeks were red with anger. She clenched her fists tightly, with a gentle and gentle smile on her face, and said softly, "Xiaoqing, you are tired after taking the plane for so long. Can you take Yueyue to take you to your room to rest?"

"Yes, I'm tired, but if I'm not sure that the things I don't like will soon leave my sight, I can't sleep." An Cui said, then looked at Li Yi and Tang Bo's family of three, with a picky look on their faces, "If your ears are not blocked by fat, you should write down what I said and then execute them immediately. I have to say that not only do the things in this house need to be replaced, but even the people need to be replaced."

Tang Bo’s family of three suddenly changed their faces, and Tang Caixin immediately screamed angrily, "What did you say?! How dare you..."

"As a employed person, even if you can't do good things, you dare to talk back to your employer!" She frowned suddenly, and looked at Uncle Tang with extreme disgust, even though she was separated by the layer of mesh, Tang Caixin was so scared that she couldn't say a word.

The hall suddenly became silent, and everyone was strangled to the throat and stared at her with indescribable words. Even the workers who were moving her things into the house were frozen at the door and dared not move.

Two seconds later, she suddenly understood something, turned her head and stared at Guan Wanjiao slightly, "Are you unhappy that I changed this place?"

Guan Wanjiao's mouth moved and slowly retrieved her words, "I..."

"It's okay. While my things are packed well, I'll find a house outside to live in." After that, I was about to turn around and leave.

"No!" Guan Wanjiao immediately said sharply like a cat who was stepped on her tail, and then smiled stiffly under An Cui's surprised gaze: "If there is nothing, just change it, as you like it. My aunt said that the family will let you live a happy and comfortable life."

"That's great." She showed the aristocratic and disgusting smirk, then turned around and walked upstairs gently with the parasol and the corner of her skirt, naturally asking Feng Xueyue to give up her bedroom because she needed the large enough cloakroom in her room...

System 524 applauds, perfect, your performance is impeccable!

Thank you, I'm sure my performance is impeccable. An Cui arrogantly answers System 524, in this world she is committed to pissing all the garbage.

Feng Xueyue hugged her quilt and entered the room that was twice as small as An Cui, and the smile on her face disappeared immediately. She threw the quilt on the ground viciously, picked up the alarm clock, crystal ball, and a box filled with things. She slammed it wildly, her eyes were red.

When Guan Wanjiao heard the movement, she was already in a mess. Feng Xueyue stood in the middle with anger.

"I'm so angry about a person who won't be proud of it for a long time. All I taught you before was useless." Guan Wanjiao walked in and closed the door, and said coldly.

Feng Xueyue turned her eyes to Guan Wanjiao, "You are obviously very angry, too."

"I'm not as angry as you, I'm not as frugal as you, I've smashed all the things. Don't you want to buy them again?" Guan Wanjiao looked at the smashed stuff on the ground, shook her head, but she didn't feel much regret at all. She said, "Okay, you, I've said that little hoof is a noble duke who thinks he is very self-centered. Anyway, we can't bear it for a few days, otherwise she will really run out and live."

"Why don't you catch her immediately? Grandma is very anxious?" Feng Xueyue gritted her teeth.

"She is very anxious, but you don't know how baby she is her son. How could she not do any examination? Well, go take a shower, calm down, and have to have dinner together later."

Feng Xueyue took two deep breaths, picked up the pajamas on the bed and turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Guan Wanjiao walked out of the room and went down to the second floor. When she saw the porter carrying boxes of things to An Cui’s room where Feng Xueyue originally lived, she remembered the two trucks parked outside, and walked in curiously, "Xiaoqing."

An Cui was standing in front of the window, carrying light on her back, and the fabric around her seemed to have been stained with a light halo. Her hat had been taken off, her thick slightly curly black hair was scattered on her body, her palm-sized oval face, her skin was extremely white and delicate, her dark and deep peach blossom eyes as thick as an ancient well, and her pair of moderately thick lips were painted with red lipstick, which was extremely suitable for her. Standing there quietly, there was a kind of sharp and domineering beauty that made people unable to remove their eyes and tear them through time and space.

This is An Cui’s original appearance, probably because she is born from her heart. As she grows up, she will feel the more she looks like in the real world.

An Cui originally has one-quarter of Western European blood in her body, so that her facial features are slightly three-dimensional and deeper than those of oriental women, but they do not lose the classicality of the East and the West, forming a beauty that people from both the East and the West can appreciate.

Guan Wanjiao was stunned for a moment, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she walked towards her with a kind smile, "Why have you brought so many things? What a troublesome thing, just come back and buy it."

"These shouldn't be so easy to buy in China." An Cui curled her arrogant aristocratic smirk, "To be honest, I have to thank my wife. Thanks to the credit card you gave me when you were in the UK, I can buy all the things I want."

Guan Wanjiao's smile stiffened slightly, with an ominous premonition.

An Cui bent down and opened one of the boxes, and raised a skirt hanging on the hanger and covered with a transparent dust bag. It was red, decorated with lace, ribbon and pearls. The bottom was layered with white yarn, layered with softness like clouds. It looked very beautiful and gorgeous. You can tell at a glance that this was the popular aristocratic women's clothing in the Victorian era in the United Kingdom.

"I customize it in the Victoria Custom Fashion Store, look, they are so beautiful." Ancui looked at it in fascinatingly.

"It's very beautiful, but do you want to wear this kind of clothes?" Guan Wanjiao said stiffly. Even in Europe, no one dared to wear such gorgeous and exaggerated clothes on the street.

"Of course I don't want to wear it. In fact, I prefer to collect them than I wear it. Speaking of which, is there a high-end custom shop for custom cheongsams here? I have to customize a few sets."

"I'll take you out for a walk later." Guan Wanjiao looked at the porter carrying it in one box after another, almost half of the space was filled, and her smile couldn't hold on. How much did this girl cost her? This customized product was not cheap at first glance.

At this time, An Cui told her the answer, and she took it for granted with her aristocratic accent: "You have to give me a new card, madam, the card you gave me last time was swiped out after a few times. Please give me a larger credit limit, so I have to change it with you often."
Chapter completed!