The autumn days are getting crisper, and taking advantage of the good weather, D'Antoni is preparing to move back to the Huayuan Villa.
Murong Rong was packing her things in the guest room. Among the large bag of things Anna gave her, she only took the bottle of birth control pills.
These days, she has been taking her medicine on time, so there should be no chance of becoming pregnant with Yin Zai's child.
She likes children very much, and if there is a child for her and him, she will be very content and content.
But she knew that one should not be too greedy. She should be content with her life now. He was so good to her and doted on her so much. She could not ask for anything more, otherwise God would be dissatisfied.
Therefore, no matter how much pain she felt every time she took these medicines, she still had to swallow them. It was good for him and her.
D'Antoni knocked on the door and asked Murong Rong if she was ready. Everything outside was packed and he was waiting for her to go back to Huayuan.
Murong Rong immediately collected her emotions and put away her things, "It's almost time. Just wait for five more minutes."
After the door was sawed that day, a door exactly like the one before was immediately ordered the next day and installed on the same day. Murong Rong had to marvel at their work efficiency.
D'Antoni walked in and said, "Clothes and shoes that are not meant to be worn can be placed here. Someone will look at them. If my wife likes them, she can come and stay for a while next summer."
Murong Rong looked at this seaside villa where she had lived for a while. Too many things had happened here, and she felt a little reluctant to leave it.
D'Antoni said with a smile: "Madam, you don't want to leave? You can stay for a few more days. My husband is going on a business trip these days, so my wife can stay in the guest room."
"No, there's no hot water here. The water is so cold at night. I don't want to take a cold shower."
D'Antoni was confused, there is no hot water? "Every room here has hot water, why do you need cold water?"
"Go and take a look at that bathroom. It doesn't even have hot water."
D'Antoni walked into the bathroom, took a few glances, understood the reason, smiled and waved to Murong Rong.
D'Antoni walked up to the statue of Xiaolian, twisted his hand on Xiaolian's penis, and a stream of steaming hot water spurted out.
Murong Rong opened her eyes wide. How could this hot water be stored there? Anyone who is okay would touch it there...
Yinzai graciously granted Murong Rong a week's paid leave to familiarize her with the living environment of Huayuan.
At first, Murong Rong was a little puzzled that Yinzai asked her to spend a week getting familiar with Huayuan. It was just a place where she lived, and she could get to know it in one day. Did it take a week?
It wasn't until Dantoni brought Murong Rong to Huayuan that Murong Rong realized that a place called a villa was not just a villa, but also a kind of low-key.
Should a house with a radius of more than ten kilometers be called a villa?
Before entering Huayuan from the exclusive driveway, there are ten-meter-high fountains on both sides of the road, which stretch for hundreds of meters. Cars pass by on the road, and water trees bloom. It is very spectacular, as if passing through the world of water and heading towards the Dragon Palace.
Passing through the water trees, the car slowly drove onto a white stone arch bridge with an antique design. Under the bridge was a quiet river flowing with water birds and fish and shrimps underwater.
The river is about five meters wide and has no end or end, surrounding the Huayuan. The railings and arch bridges of the river are a set of designs, white and antique, with the charm of a Jiangnan water town.
The gate of Huayuan looks like an archway. The guard saw Murong Kong's car from the surveillance camera and opened the gate early.
Entering from the gate, the driveway is lined with juniper trees half as tall as a person, neatly arranged to welcome the owner.
Behind the cypress tree, there is a green grassland. The grassland is very wide. From a distance, you can see that at the end of the grassland is a garden, with a brocade of flowers vying for beauty.
After the car parked in the parking lot, a servant was waiting there in an environmentally friendly electric car.
The electric car was designed like a small pavilion, open on all sides. Murong Rong and Dantoni sat on it. The car drove slowly, the wind blew gently, and the strong fragrance of flowers came.
The carriage carried her like a pumpkin carriage in a fairy tale carrying her to meet her prince.
The tram stopped in a square paved with white marble. In front of it was a smaller version of the Palace of Versailles.
Twelve maids stood in two teams to welcome the mistress.
Murong Rong kept his eyes wide open all the way, overwhelmed by the beautiful scenery.
The style inside the Palace of Versailles is more Chinese-style.
Mainly based on modern Chinese style, supplemented by European style, the master bedroom combines several world-class styles to form a unique and dazzling design style.
The master bedroom occupies an entire floor.
Yinzai attaches great importance to personal privacy, so although it is the master bedroom, there is a living room, charming bar, separate swimming pool, etc., so you can enjoy all the enjoyment you deserve without leaving the stairs.
Murong Rong was amazed all the way, "Dantoni, are all the villas that the Yin family lives in so luxurious?"
D'Antoni instructed the maid to move Murong Rong's things into the bedroom, and replied: "This is the palace where every Flame King and Flame Queen live. It is naturally much more luxurious than other places."
After D'Antoni's introduction, there are more than a hundred servants here. In addition to the houses where they live, there are also other entertainment facilities.
There is a golf course in the back mountain and a horse farm with more than a dozen horses.
There is an indoor ski resort in Huayuan. You can ski there all year round if you want.
You can go bowling, there is a basketball court, there is a gym, and all the facilities you need.
D'Antoni also told Murong Rong that if she wanted to add some special facilities, she could send someone to do it immediately.
All of this was much more perfect than Murong Rong imagined. How could she have any other ideas?
After Murong Rong moved in, he walked around for three days, but he still wasn't familiar with all of Huayuan.
On this day, Murong had just returned from watching horses in the back mountain when he heard from the servant that Yinzai was back and had brought a friend back to the concert hall.
Murong Rong trotted towards the concert hall. This was the first time he brought a friend back, and he should be a very good friend of his.
In the concert hall, Mozart's piano music was playing. Yinzai, dressed in black casual clothes, was leaning casually beside the piano with a tall crystal wine glass. His slender body exuded a charming laziness.
In front of the piano, a woman in a red one-shoulder dress with thin straps sat, her head lowered, and her slender fingers skillfully playing the beautiful notes.
The woman raised her head and smiled at Yin Zai, her smile was so natural, confident, and even arrogant——
While she was playing the music, she was talking to Yinzai in French. They had a great time talking, and the two looked at each other and smiled, showing a perfect understanding.
Murong Rong stood in front of the concert hall door, and suddenly she couldn't step out. The woman's intuition sensitively sensed the unusual relationship between Yin Zai and the woman.
That kind of tacit understanding and integration was something that even she and him couldn't achieve.
Have they known each other for a long time? Their relationship should be very different.
Yinzai's magnetic laughter sounded low, and the way the woman looked up at Yinzai was the way a woman looks at a man, showing appreciation, admiration, and affection.