Murong walked in anxiously. It was a large living room. The walls were painted a clean and bright milky white, and there was a burgundy sofa. A 55-inch LCD screen was hung on the wall opposite the sofa.
The floor is covered with a Persian pattern carpet made of 100% silk hand-woven, and there is a European-style white wine rack on which a variety of fine wines are arranged in an orderly manner.
Oil paintings, flower arrangements, and exquisite hangings add icing on the cake to the living room.
D'Antoni opened another moon-white carved door connecting the living room and bedroom, and made a gesture of invitation: "Madam, please——"
Murong Rong walked into the bedroom from the luxurious and exquisite living room.
The bedroom is mainly silver-grey, with a three-meter-long bed particularly eye-catching. There is a wall of floor-to-ceiling glass on the side of the bed, and the scenery outside is infinitely beautiful, including the white sand beach and the blue sea.
"Madam, please--"
D'Antoni opened another glass door in the bedroom and walked out.
This is an open-air swimming pool with crystal clear water, a few blue beach chairs, sun umbrellas, and cool breeze blowing in your face. It is indescribably pleasant.
Murong Rong sat on the soft beach chair and couldn't help but sigh.
It's so comfortable. Rich people really know how to enjoy it. It's said to be a master bedroom, but it looks like a small vacation villa.
"Ma'am, please tell me if you're not satisfied with anything else. I'll have someone correct it right away."
Murong Rong waved her hands quickly: "No, very good, very good. No need to change it."
"In that case, I will immediately ask someone to sort out my wife's things."
Huh? Murong Rong immediately stood up and asked cautiously: "Um, I want to live here with Yin Zai? In this room?"
D'Antoni smiled and nodded: "Yes, of course the wife lives with the husband."
Thinking of Yinzai, Murong Rong's heart went crazy, "Well, can I stay in the guest room?"
She was afraid that if she slept in the same room as Yinzai, he might get clicked by him silently in the middle of the night. Touching her lovely neck, she was very reluctant to let go.
But seeing Dantoni's confused eyes, Murong Rong hurriedly put on a smile and said: "I mean, although my husband and I are married, we are not familiar with him yet. Can you, that is, give me a transition?"
During the period, can we do some relationship-building first?"