Entering the house, Yang Tao looked around curiously.

The room was very clean. The first thing that caught her eye was that there were paintings, calligraphy and photography hanging everywhere. Because there were too many hangings and too densely, it gave people a crowded feeling. But what she saw next

, there were several large bookshelves filled with books, handicrafts, and occasionally green plants. She could see the entire room except the bedroom through the gaps just by standing at the door.

The living room has a normal layout, with a sofa, a coffee table, and a TV. Adjacent is the study room. You can see brushes of different thicknesses hanging on the pen holder. There is also rice paper spread out on the table that is pressed by a paperweight. Looking at it again,

There was a row of shelves, with cameras and lenses of all sizes piled up in an orderly manner, tripods and other messy things piled on the floor. There was also a long table with two screens and a laptop that had been blasted.

This kind of unobstructed view is very good visually and eliminates the crowding just now.

Although the decoration is rather arbitrary, apart from making the carambola feel a bit novel, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

After taking a quick look, he immediately picked up the lucky bamboo on the table, walked around the room, and placed it next to the TV cabinet with other flowers and plants.

"I put the lucky bamboo next to the TV cabinet."

Hearing Yang Tao speak loudly, Wang Yan turned around and smiled: "Okay." Then he turned back and continued to swing the big spoon.

After placing the lucky bamboos, Yang Tao began to scratch the wall and look at the calligraphy and painting works and photos all over the room. She didn't know how to appreciate the calligraphy and painting, but she thought they looked good. She didn't know how to look at the photos, but she also thought they looked good.

"You wrote or took these calligraphy, paintings, and photos yourself?"

"Yeah, okay?"

"It's not just okay. Although I don't understand, I also know that your level is not low." Yang Tao gave a thumbs up to the neighbor who looked over: "Awesome."

Mr. Wang has always been modest and low-key: "It's not bad, it's just an amateur level, not as good as those professionals."

His calligraphy is lv5, Chinese painting is lv3, and photography is lv2, which means he can do well in calligraphy, Chinese painting is average, and photography can be seen, but the people in front of him still don’t understand it. Public aesthetics are whether it looks good or not, and what is pleasing to the eye is good, and what is not pleasing to the eye is good.

It's just not good. If you can understand it, it's good. If you can't understand it, it's bad. He was like that because he didn't have the ability to appreciate and could only just see and feel.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether Yang Tao understands it or not. It doesn't matter. He doesn't rely on these things to show off, it's just a hobby. If she understands, then he is a master. If she doesn't understand, then he can be labeled as a versatile person, which is good.

"You're being modest. Looking at your room full of photography equipment, I feel like you are a professional."

"I'm just an amateur. If you think it's good, take what you like." As he spoke, Wang Yan turned off the fire, put the dishes on the plate, and then took two plates of dishes in one hand and put them on the dining table:

"The food is ready, come and eat."

Looking at some dishes placed in the kitchen, Yang Tao hurriedly stepped forward to help, counting in his mind: "There are just two of us, and you have cooked too much."

"Not too much, not too much. I'm afraid it's not enough. The first meal after moving has to be rich. Don't be polite. Eat as much as you want. If you don't eat enough, it's because I didn't entertain you well." Wang Yan wiped his hands and gave

Yang Tao, who was sitting opposite, shared the bowls and chopsticks: "Would you like some wine?"

Without waiting for her to answer, Wang Yan turned around and went to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of cold beer, and put them on the dining table: "I moved today because of Yi Xi. I met such a beautiful neighbor like you. It's Er Xi because you are so beautiful."

The neighbor also helped warm the pot, it’s three joys, you have to drink it.”

Wang Yan walked to the door. Under Yang Tao's strange eyes, he opened the door that she had closed and returned to the table: "Don't worry, Miss Yang, even if I am not a gentleman, I am definitely not a villain. This is upstairs.

There are people down here, let’s have a drink and get a little tipsy, just in moderation.”

Looking at the serious new neighbor opposite, Yang Tao couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, I said you are nothing. In a society ruled by law, why should I be afraid of you? Really."

"The rule of law is something that will come later, and it doesn't exist here now. You and I met for the first time, and you are so beautiful. What if my bestiality comes out and you can't even find a place to cry? It's better to pay attention." Wang Yan took one casually.

He held a bottle of wine, stretched out his hand and twisted it, shook the bottle cap in his hand with a smile, showed his intact hand, raised an eyebrow on one side, and said with a hint of contentment: "Unique skill."

Yang Tao's eyes widened in surprise, and he gave a two-thumbs up in a dignified manner: "Awesome."

After pouring the cold beer and giving a glass to the star fruit, Wang Yan raised the glass with a smile: "Come, let's have a drink together and say three happy wishes."

Yang Tao smiled and touched him: "To the third happiness!" She was still a little shy in her heart. After all, the second happiness was hers. This new neighbor was so nice to talk to...

After finishing the glass of wine and feeling the coolness, Wang Yan stretched out his hand and said, "How about a taste of my craftsmanship."

Star fruit sandwiched a piece of boiled green vegetables, smacked his lips, and nodded: "It tastes good, really no worse than the master chefs outside. And you have a lot of tricks, including Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, and local Suzhou and Hangzhou cuisine.

,Awesome.”

She is the lobby manager of a four-star hotel, and she knows a lot about food, beverages and accommodation. From this, it can be seen that Wang Yan really entertains her sincerely. After all, this table of six dishes and one soup is not something that can be prepared by oneself.

It's an easy thing, especially some dishes are very complicated.

"As long as it tastes good, the main reason is that I don't know what your taste is, so I have made some from various places. Now that you have given such a high evaluation, I feel relieved. Eat it quickly. It will not taste good when it is cold."

Yang Tao smiled: "Okay."

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Wang Yan said: "Miss Yang, I would like to take the liberty to ask, how is your current relationship status?"

"Single." Yang Tao didn't shy away from it: "You don't need to call me Miss Yang. It sounds too awkward to me. How about you call me Tao Zi? My friends all call me that."

"Then just call me Wang Yan." Wang Yan nodded, and then said: "Taozi, you are so beautiful. The people chasing you can go from here to the Forbidden City. Why are you still single?"

Yang Tao rolled his eyes: "I'm already thirty-two. It's not as exaggerated as what you said. If it were really like that, it would be okay. I wouldn't be an older leftover girl now."

She is pretty, prettier than many people. There must be people who chase her, but they just don't like her for various reasons. Wang Yan has watched the whole drama, and of course he knows what she thinks. After thinking about it, he said: "Three

Ten years old is a very good age. It has the face and figure of a twenty-year-old woman, as well as the wisdom and experience of a forty-year-old woman. It is the age of glory. Just like September in the capital, the daytime is like August.

, the night is like October, very beautiful. And you don’t know, I heard that you are still single, which gives me peace of mind. "

His words "and" were all said by Yang Tao before. There is no other word more suitable to talk about her age than this. It would be nice to use her own words to comfort herself.

Yang Tao was stunned for a moment, she really thought so, and she had just said this to the blind date arranged by her mother just three days ago. She didn't expect that this new neighbor would be so compatible and they thought of going together with her.

As for the last words... Yang Tao blinked his big eyes and looked at the new neighbor: "I agree with the first part, but don't you think the second part is too hasty? We have only known each other for a day."

"Everyone has a love for beauty." Wang Yan said with a smile: "I am a real person, and I won't lie to you. To be honest, I was captured by your beauty. To put it another way, it is called love at first sight, not everything.

Is love at first sight just a matter of lust? Now I am attracted to it."

"Funny words." These humorous words sounded quite interesting. Yang Tao didn't care. Are they all adults? He immediately rolled his eyes and asked with a smile: "How old are you?"

Wang Yan raised his glass and said: "Twenty-nine, isn't there a saying that it is appropriate for a female junior to hold a gold brick." After talking, the two clinked a glass and drank it down.

After another glass of beer, carbon dioxide surged up in her stomach. Star Tao was embarrassed to find that she wanted to burp, so she immediately covered her mouth and silently adjusted to it.

Of course Wang Yan saw her situation and immediately laughed: "Taozi, beautiful women are also cannibals. The burden doesn't have to be so heavy. I won't laugh at you. Come, learn from me." As he spoke, he was convinced.

After a glass of wine, he turned away from the table, tilted his head and belched.

"Oh, hiccup..." Yang Tao just started to speak, but he couldn't resist it. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands. After making sure it was gone, he rolled his eyes: "Why are you so annoying?"

"I'm annoying, I'm annoying." Wang Yan gave her a piece of meat with chopsticks and turned the page: "Eat more. I see how thin you are. You are quite tired from work, right?"

It can be seen that Yang Tao is not disgusted. In the TV series, there is a painter who makes mistakes for Yang Tao. If he doesn't brag, then the painter is not worthy of being promoted by Mr. Wang.

Although there was a small embarrassment, Wang Yan picked it out and avoided her unilateral embarrassment. It was good. She silently made a note to her new neighbor in her heart: "It's okay. I am the lobby manager of the hotel. I work

It’s not that tiring, I just spend more time standing, but I’m used to it after working for so many years. You said photography is a hobby, then what is your main job?”

"How can a homeless man get his main business?" Without waiting for Yang Tao to ask, Wang Yan continued to explain: "My family was originally a businessman. Ten years ago, my parents had an accident and left together. They left me some money and some money."

Several houses. I didn’t have much ability, and I was young at that time, so I didn’t know how to spend the money. It happened that at this time, one of the houses left by my parents was to be demolished, and I was given a lot of compensation.

"

"I thought at the time, since this is the capital, many people must have left their hometowns to find a way out here, and those people must have rented houses. So..."

Yang Tao answered: "So you spent all your money to buy a house?"

"Smart." Wang Yan looked like a coward and said: "Houses were cheap at that time, so I bought a lot of them. You also know the current housing prices, so strictly speaking, my main business is rent collection.

"

Is financial strength an indicator of choosing a spouse? Especially for women in their thirties, although they yearn for love, they cannot be nothing. Love is not about living. Of course, it is not necessarily the case with star fruit. Marry someone who has nothing for love.

Man, she can probably do it. But the final result will definitely not be good. Unless Xue Sumei is dead, Yang Tao can't even think about it.

Yang Tao couldn't help but stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Can't you tell me how many houses you have? Let me envy you?"

"It's not much, just about thirty sets." The tone was relaxed and freehand, full of confidence.

"That's not much?" Yang Tao's eyes widened, and he turned to look at his new neighbor strangely: "That's not right, you are so rich, why are you here at the Fifth Ring Road?"

"I've lived there for too long. I've stayed there enough, and I just have money in my hands, so..." Wang Yan didn't say any more, and gave him a look that made you understand.

Yang Tao tutted: "It's so willful to have money..." She wasn't bitter, after all, it didn't matter to her no matter how rich he was, it was just a sigh. I thought she would have to live or die in order to repay the debt of more than 200,000 yuan.

After working for three years, it was finally repaid with great difficulty. She had more than 30 apartments in her name, and she bought another one next to the community where she rented without blinking an eye. It was great to have money.

But it's good, but it's also a bit pitiful. After all, he is twenty-nine this year, and he was only nineteen ten years ago. His parents passed away. Although he left so much money, it is not pleasant to be alone.

As for the status gap, she really didn't think it was anything. The new neighbor in front of her, wearing big pants and half-sleeves, and wearing slippers, didn't look like someone with status...

"Hello?" Wang Yan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "Are you overwhelmed by my status as a billionaire? Are you ashamed of yourself?"

"No, I won't borrow money from you."

"Oh? That means you are a little attracted to me!" Wang Yan winked: "I have reserved my position as a housekeeper for you."

Rolling her eyes at him, Yang Tao said, "It's just you all these years?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Yan took a sip of wine: "If it's my parents and relatives, it must be me. If I'm talking about my girlfriend...it's also me."

"No way, you are so rich, how can you just be yourself? Don't you think you're just living it up?"

"It's not that exaggerated. I'm just an ordinary person. I dated one when I was in college, but I was relatively dull and stingy at that time, so people naturally looked down on me. After I was dumped, I never had a girlfriend again.

, until now." Wang Yantian was shameless, his face did not blush, and his heart did not beat.
To be continued...