Occupying the most advantageous terrain in the city, it is close to the mountains and the sea, and it is located at a high place. You can see the stars in the sky from above, and the whole city from below. It has a unique design style. The entire villa covers an area of almost half a hill.
The design is also done by famous artists.
Tang Zhixia was lucky enough to come here last time and left in a hurry. This time, she enjoyed the scenery along the mountain, all the way to the top. In the golden autumn, the villa was like a crouching dark gray giant.
Tang Zhixia got out of the car and heard a familiar voice coming from the other end of the garden. It belonged to her son. She was pleasantly surprised and walked towards the direction of the sound. After passing a garden, she saw a stadium where her son and two men with bodyguard figures were playing football.
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The little guy didn't feel strange at all, he was as happy as if he were at home. This made Tang Zhixia blush, his son must be so familiar!
"Chenchen!" she called her loudly.
"Mommy! You're here." The little guy turned his head and showed a surprised smile, and ran towards her with his small body bouncing.
Tang Zhixia stretched out her hand to pull him over and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Is it so fun?"
"Mommy, Uncle Xi said that we will stay at his house for a while, is it true?" the little guy said with his big innocent eyes.
Tang Zhixia didn't want to tell her son the truth, fearing that he would have social fear in the future, so she lied and said, "Yes, because our home needs some decoration, we will stay at Uncle Xi's house first."
The little guy nodded excitedly, "Great, we can live with Uncle Xi."
Tang Zhixia's heart is complicated. She has been rejecting his repayment, but she has been accepting his repayment. If her mother is aware of Quanxia, will she blame her?
Tang Zhixia felt very sorry, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Tang Zhixia asked her son to continue playing. When she came to the hall, there were several servants busy with their own affairs. When they saw her, they greeted her respectfully, "Miss Tang."
It seems that the servants here know that she wants to live here, and they also know her identity.
Xi Jiuchen walked over from the side hall and said to her, "I have prepared separate rooms for you and Chenchen."
Tang Zhixia hurriedly said, "Chenchen and I can sleep in the same room together."
The man seemed to be smiling, "What are you worried about? Are you worried that I will do something wrong to you?"
Tang Zhixia was embarrassed and said deliberately, "No, I believe Mr. Xi's character must be a very gentleman-like person and will never take advantage of others' danger."
"That's pretty smart. The children's room is next door to your room. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Xi Jiuchen said as he walked upstairs.
Tang Zhixia followed him up, and she discovered that the children's room was not only next door to her guest room, but also on the same floor as the man's master bedroom, and even very close to it.
Her luggage had already been brought up, and Xi Jiuchen said to her, "I'll ask the servant to come and pack your clothes."
"No need, I can do it myself." Tang Zhixia was not used to ordering servants.
Xi Jiuchen nodded and left her alone.
After Tang Zhixia finished cleaning up, he put his son's clothes in the children's room. After all, he was concerned that his son was a boy. Even though he was not old enough to avoid his mother, he should cultivate his independence and independence.
After Tang Zhixia finished cleaning up, she leaned a little tiredly, thinking of Song Shan's warning in her mind.
She couldn't control that much anymore. If Song Shan dared to let that bastard appear in front of her son, she would immediately take him to the police station and make him go to jail. She would never forgive him for that atrocity back then.
In this life she will never forgive the harm that bastard caused her back then, that person should go to hell.
Even if he is his son's biological father, Tang Zhixia will never show mercy.
Tang Zhixia came to the balcony of the living room on the second floor and found that she could see her son playing ball. She sat here and enjoyed it. The maid quickly brought a fruit plate and afternoon tea snacks, and the service was very attentive.
After a while, a handsome and charming figure walked in behind her. Xi Jiuchen sat next to her and looked at the little guy playing ball on the grass downstairs, "Chenchen likes my house very much."
"Who doesn't like a luxurious villa?" Tang Zhixia retorted with a smile.
"So you like it too?" Xi Jiuchen asked back.
Tang Zhixia choked for a moment and said without any objection, "Of course I like it."
"Give you a chance to own it, marry me, and this villa will be yours." Xi Jiuchen raised his eyebrows and suggested.
Tang Zhixia's mind went blank for a few seconds. She wanted to ignore the topic. She picked up a piece of watermelon from the table and handed it to him, "Mr. Xi, this watermelon is very sweet. Try it?"
A certain man reluctantly took the watermelon and took a bite. He did not continue the question as he did not want to scare her away as soon as she came.
"Mr. Xi, you have so many servants!" Tang Zhixia sighed, there were seven or eight of them she just saw.
Xi Jiuchen narrowed his eyes and replied, "They will leave later. Usually only two servants come in the morning and afternoon to prepare breakfast and dinner."
The man suddenly thought of something and said to her, "Let's go! I'll take you to your studio."
Tang Zhixia was stunned, "What studio?"
"We'll find out when we get there." The man remained mysterious, got up and walked out of the balcony first.
Tang Zhixia curiously followed him to the other side of the second floor, towards the garden, and walked to a double-open door. Xi Jiuchen stretched out his hand to push it open. The evening sunlight poured in, making the room full of vitality. Potted green plants,
The elegant lacquered ivory white desk, the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, and the spacious and unobstructed seaside scenery outside the window, coupled with the warm and textured soft furnishings, are simply a designer's dream studio!
Facing the sea, flowers bloom in the spring evening.
No design worker can resist such a studio. Working here is a kind of enjoyment, and all kinds of worries will disappear.
"Do you like it?"
When Tang Zhixia was stunned, a deep male voice asked from beside him.
Could Tang Zhixia not like it? She turned to look at him, "I can work in my room, so there's no need to bother preparing a studio for me."
"There is no such thing as compromise here. From now on, this will be your office, and I'm still waiting for the design draft you give me!" The man narrowed his eyes and looked at her expectantly.
"Thank you." Tang Zhixia stopped being pretentious. Anyway, she was only staying for a while.
The dinner was very sumptuous, and the little guy was sweating profusely from playing. Xi Jiuchen rubbed his little head lovingly, "Chenchen, do you like your uncle's house?"
"I like it!" The little guy was taking a big mouthful of rice, and his two fleshy cheeks were bulging.
Tang Zhixia couldn't help but smile. Not only did his son like his family, he also liked their food!
After dinner, Tang Zhixia took her son upstairs to take a bath, gave the little guy a refreshing and clean bath, and dried his handsome short hair. The little guy seemed even more handsome.
Tang Zhixia brought him Lego toys, and he started playing on the sofa in his children's room. Tang Zhixia pushed the door back to her room. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the city lights in the distance among the buildings.
There are beautiful light shows, which are really beautiful.
At half past nine, Tang Zhixia pushed the door into her son's room and couldn't help but laugh. She saw the little guy holding Lego pieces in his hand, lying on the sofa with his legs under the sofa, and just fell asleep.