The buildings here are different from those in China. Generally speaking, they have a unique exotic style in Southeast Asia. They have triangular roofs, T-shaped tile houses, and round bamboo-carved windows covered with white plain silk. They are very elegant and beautiful.
When we come to the restaurant, the interior decoration of the restaurant is consistent with that of the bedroom, full of strong European style.
The nearly three-meter-long dining table, the high-backed gold-painted dining chairs, the beautiful tablecloth embroidered with complicated patterns, and the tall porcelain vase filled with a huge flower that she had never seen before——
The color is bright and scarlet, open and flamboyant, coquettish, wild, unrestrained and coquettish!
Under the illumination of the incandescent lamp above the head, it blooms without hesitation, without any hint or shyness. The warm color almost drowns people's visual experience, putting all colors to shame.
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Cheng Lili took a seat under the care of the maid, sitting closest to the vase of flowers.
Such a coquettish flower did not have a strong fragrance. She leaned forward slightly and smelled a hint of bitter fragrance.
"That's the poppy flower unique to our Golden Triangle," the maid saw her curious expression, and explained to her in a delicate voice, "it's the kind that can be used to refine opium."
"Oh." Cheng Liuli sat up straight unconsciously. It turned out that this is the famous poppy flower. It is better to meet him than to be famous. He is really the king of flowers, so arrogant.
Seeing how wary she was, the maid pursed her lips and smiled, serving dishes one after another without saying anything else.
Only then did Cheng Liuli realize that this maid turned out to be quite young. Looking at her youthful and rosy face, she was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, right?
"Where's Mr. Luo, why doesn't he come for dinner?" After hesitating again and again, he still asked the maid. For some reason, she was both looking forward to seeing him but also afraid of seeing him.
"Master Luo has gone out and may not be back soon."
"Oh." Cheng Liuli's tone was bleak.
It turned out that she still wanted to see that man as soon as possible. Even if he locked her in a dark room and played horror movies for her, her truest thought was still to be with him!
Maybe this is the so-called "cheapness" in the legend, right? He will look down upon you when he's nice to you, but he will climb up with his clothes on when he tramples on you.
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"Miss Cheng, what do you want to eat? I'll help you prepare the dishes..."
Cheng Liuli found that there were not many servants in this manor. At least she had only seen this little maid when she got here. Oh no, there was also an older one, whose voice she had only heard but not seen.
There were quite a few bodyguards, standing in rows behind her, all with expressionless faces, covered in black. If they hadn't been accustomed to this scene when they were in Leng Yu's house, it might be really hard to swallow for a while.
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The little maid stood beside her, serving tea, water, serving dishes, ladling soup, and twisting hot towels.
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His hands and feet are very nimble, and one person can hold up several people.
However, the pomp and circumstance at Leng Yu's house was much different from the past. In Leng Yu's house, even if she was dining alone, there would probably be five or six people waiting on her, each performing their own duties.
After all, this place is not the base camp of Yesilo. For safety reasons, the fewer the number of servants, the better.
But what Yesi Luo never knew was that she didn't want to be dizzy with so many people waiting around her while eating. It would be best if there wasn't even a single person waiting around, and she could enjoy the table full of delicious food leisurely.