"Aunt Yan, where are Uncle Yan and your son Xiaotian?" Luo Xichen shouted towards the kitchen.
"Oh, they are repairing flower branches in the garden. Do you have any instructions, Master?"
"Call them both here. I'll tell them to do something."
The servants serving in this villa are a family of three, honest people that Luo Xichen specially found from the countryside.
Soon Uncle Yan and Xiaotian arrived. One of them was about forty years old and the other was less than twenty years old. They both looked naive.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Help me, the three of us move this big vase to the center of the living room." Luo Xichen took off his coat, put it in Su Wanqing's hand, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
"As you command, Master."
After working for about ten minutes, the three men finally moved the huge porcelain vase to the center of the living room on the first floor.
Luo Xichen crossed his arms and hugged his chest, staring sharply at the huge vase.
"Xichen, why did you move this kind of thing into the living room? It's such a terrible sight." Su Wanqing asked doubtfully.
Luo Xichen curled his lips, his wolf-tooth earrings shone brightly, and his voice was deep, full of wildness that refused to admit defeat.
"I just want to put it here and look at it every day. As soon as I see it, I will say to myself, it won't be long before I can buy a large villa that matches it."
"Not only that, I also want to acquire the entire land in that kind of large villa area, so that dad will think that I am a competitor who is qualified to be on an equal footing with him."
Listening to these words, Su Wanqing seemed to be infected by him, and a surge of pride arose in her heart.
They are young, they are immature, but they refuse to admit defeat.
"I believe you can do it." She stretched out her hand and covered his hand, "Aunt Yan's meal is ready, let's go eat."
Luo Xichen nodded and said, "Wait for me first."
He found ninety-nine red candles as thick as an arm, placed them on a glass coffee table, arranged them in a heart shape, and then lit the candles.
The shadow of the candle shakes red, and against the background of the glass, it looks even more gorgeous, making the room feel warm.
Su Wanqing's face once again bloomed with a happy smile.
Luo Xichen opened a bottle of foreign wine, a golden limited edition Hennessy, and poured it into two goblets.
"Wan Qing, let's have a drink."
Su Wanqing nodded. Just as he was about to raise his glass, Luo Xichen stopped him. He shook his head and said, "That's not the case."
Then he wrapped his arms around hers, forming a cross shape, and his ice-blue eyes shone with a thousand kinds of glazed light.
"That's how it should be. Let's have a cup of wine."
Su Wanqing's face was slightly red. In this situation, she couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so she followed his wishes, wrapped her slender arms around him, and the two of them signed a glass of wine together.
The dinner was very sumptuous. Luo Xichen kept helping her pick up the vegetables. Knowing that she loved shrimps, he considerately helped her peel off the shrimps, pile them into a small peak, and moved the dinner plate under her mouth.
"Eat more." He smiled happily, his eyes almost narrowed into slits.
Su Wanqing looked troubled and said, "But I just finished the small plate you peeled for me. I'm so exhausted that I can't eat any more."
"Okay, let's have another drink." Luo Xichen poured two more glasses of wine.
Su Wanqing took a sip, looked at the already dark sky outside the window, and said, "Xichen, it's getting late, I should go back."
"Go back?" Luo Xichen raised his eyebrows, "Why do you want to go back?" "Aunt Yan, where are Uncle Yan and your son Xiaotian?" Luo Xichen shouted towards the kitchen.
"Oh, they are repairing flower branches in the garden. Do you have any instructions, Master?"
"Call them both here. I'll tell them to do something."
The servants serving in this villa are a family of three, honest people that Luo Xichen specially found from the countryside.
Soon Uncle Yan and Xiaotian arrived. One of them was about forty years old and the other was less than twenty years old. They both looked naive.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Help me, the three of us move this big vase to the center of the living room." Luo Xichen took off his coat, put it in Su Wanqing's hand, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
"As you command, Master."
After working for about ten minutes, the three men finally moved the huge porcelain vase to the center of the living room on the first floor.
Luo Xichen crossed his arms and hugged his chest, staring sharply at the huge vase.
"Xichen, why did you move this kind of thing into the living room? It's such a terrible sight." Su Wanqing asked doubtfully.
Luo Xichen curled his lips, his wolf-tooth earrings shone brightly, and his voice was deep, full of wildness that refused to admit defeat.
"I just want to put it here and look at it every day. As soon as I see it, I will say to myself, it won't be long before I can buy a large villa that matches it."
"Not only that, I also want to acquire the entire land in that kind of large villa area, so that dad will think that I am a competitor who is qualified to be on an equal footing with him."
Listening to these words, Su Wanqing seemed to be infected by him, and a surge of pride arose in her heart.
They are young, they are immature, but they refuse to admit defeat.
"I believe you can do it." She stretched out her hand and covered his hand, "Aunt Yan's meal is ready, let's go eat."
Luo Xichen nodded and said, "Wait for me first."
He found ninety-nine red candles as thick as an arm, placed them on a glass coffee table, arranged them in a heart shape, and then lit the candles.
The shadow of the candle shakes red, and against the background of the glass, it looks even more gorgeous, making the room feel warm.
Su Wanqing's face once again bloomed with a happy smile.
Luo Xichen opened a bottle of foreign wine, a golden limited edition Hennessy, and poured it into two goblets.
"Wan Qing, let's have a drink."
Su Wanqing nodded. Just as he was about to raise his glass, Luo Xichen stopped him. He shook his head and said, "That's not the case."
Then he wrapped his arms around hers, forming a cross shape, and his ice-blue eyes shone with a thousand kinds of glazed light.
"That's how it should be. Let's have a cup of wine."
Su Wanqing's face was slightly red. In this situation, she couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so she followed his wishes, wrapped her slender arms around him, and the two of them signed a glass of wine together.
The dinner was very sumptuous. Luo Xichen kept helping her pick up the vegetables. Knowing that she loved shrimps, he considerately helped her peel off the shrimps, pile them into a small peak, and moved the dinner plate under her mouth.
"Eat more." He smiled happily, his eyes almost narrowed into slits.
Su Wanqing looked troubled and said, "But I just finished the small plate you peeled for me. I'm so exhausted that I can't eat any more."
"Okay, let's have another drink." Luo Xichen poured two more glasses of wine.
Su Wanqing took a sip, looked at the already dark sky outside the window, and said, "Xichen, it's getting late, I should go back."
"Go back?" Luo Xichen raised his eyebrows, "Why do you want to go back?"