What comes into view is a four-story villa about 20 meters long. The floors are painted in turquoise, the marble floor is so bright that it shines in the eyes, the pure European-style white guardrails, and the fine glass lamp beads on the huge crystal lamp are hanging upside down, long and short.
Different but well-proportioned, one cannot help but admire the sophistication of this work of art.
The whole hall is not painted with any gold, but it makes people feel resplendent. Even the pure western-style white long table makes people feel that it is shining. Before Xianyu died, his home was a well-off one, that is, he had a small house with three bedrooms and two living rooms in Shanghai.
, but the downstairs of the villa she saw now was three times larger than her previous home. No wonder some people like to call them "evil rich people"!
However, the words cannot be said so absolutely, Ruoyu can be considered a rich man now.
"Miss." A 20-year-old girl in a maid uniform looked at Xian Yu with a smile, "Would you like to go to the master's place first or..."
The maid glanced at Xian Yu and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "First...take a shower?"
Probably because she was afraid that Xianyu would be angry if she said she thought she was dirty, so she spoke in such a low voice, right?
Xianyu felt that she was really rude, and her dirty look was totally inconsistent with this magnificent villa, and could even be said to be out of place.
"Take a shower first." The voice was not loud, but it was undeniable and decisive, making people think that she was a girl with an independent opinion.
