At Yang Xiluo's house, Pan Xichen took a bath and immediately fell asleep as tired as a dog. It was not until dark that he slowly woke up from his sleep.
For some reason, Yang Xiluo actually lives in a small villa area worth four to five million. Inside the house, it is elegantly decorated and elegantly furnished. At a glance, his taste is evident.
When she first arrived, Xichen was almost shocked. As far as she knew, although the conditions of Xiluo's family were pretty good in her hometown, they could be said to be above the well-off level. However, getting this was like selling money.
Coming from a big city, it is absolutely impossible to afford such an expensive villa.
However, she also knew that if she asked her how she got this villa and luxury car, Shiloh would definitely refuse to tell her.
Therefore, she would never ask her if she shouldn't ask.
After all, after being separated for more than three years, there can be no change at all between the two people.
It's like, didn't she tell her that she was pregnant? Everyone has their own secrets that they don't want to tell others. She thought, Shiloh was the same.
Xichen rubbed his eyes, which seemed to be still awake, then stood up from the bed, stretched lazily, and walked out.
In the hall on the first floor, Shiloh happened to put the last dish on the table. He looked up and saw Xichen coming down. He quickly smiled and said: "Xichen, come on, I've prepared dinner. You woke up at the right time."
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Xichen smiled sheepishly: "Hiro, I'm really sorry. I came to live with you, and you still have to cook for me."
"Ahem, do you have any regrets between you and me? Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
Yang Xiluo obviously didn't mind. When Xichen saw this, he couldn't help but feel a warm current flowing through his heart, and he was slightly moved.
At critical moments, best friends are still reliable.
That night, the sky outside was pitch black, and no stars or moon could be seen at all. In the middle of the night, heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.
Since she had slept all day during the day, now at night, Xichen was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
In desperation, he had no choice but to stand up, go to the floor-to-ceiling window, and open the curtain.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, rainwater slapped on the glass, condensing into channels and pouring down.
In the haze, Xichen actually saw that not far outside the villa, at some point, a blue Ferrari sports car parked, and next to the sports car, a man and a woman were seen, each holding a hand.
Umbrella, standing in the rain.
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