91. Chapter 91 You can have a woman but not a lover 1
"Thank you!" Xia Yucheng secretly felt that Feng Hao, Lily, Zhu Huan, and those who often follow Feng Hao were not like pure Chinese.
Compared to the Chinese people's enthusiasm and casualness, they have less intimacy and more respectfulness. For a moment, a question broke out in her mind, who is Feng Hao?
He said he was a businessman, but the careful respect the people around him were completely different from the kind of money employment relationship.
That kind of respect that comes from the heart and penetrates into the bones cannot be bought with money.
"I'll go to the study room to take a look..." She said with a smile and headed towards the study room.
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The door of the study room is open, so Xia Yucheng can easily find it, but there is no trace of Feng Hao in the huge study room.
The decoration style in the study is in line with the Baroque style in the villa. It is so calm, so low-key, but so luxurious.
The bookcase leaning against the wall was filled with all kinds of books of various texts. It seemed that Feng Hao should be a very learning man. However, it might also be used to decorate the room. Thinking of this, she was secretly amused.
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Suddenly, her gaze was attracted by a low cabinet that was simple and elegant, completely different from the decoration style here.
She approached the low cabinet and placed a sandalwood knife holder on it. On it was a beautifully crafted sword.
And behind them is a photo frame, inside is a photo of a man.
The man was very tall, standing under the cherry blossom tree, wearing a tattooed Fu Yuori Hakka. His hands were intersecting on his chest, and his fine hair was hanging on his forehead.
On his handsome face, there were deep brown eyes, which were faintly radiant with a charming amber light. His thin lips were gently raised upward, showing a bit unruly.
There was a sword hanging around his waist, and it was the one that appeared in front of her.
A handsome man, absolutely a handsome man.
But this handsome man's handsome face looks so familiar. Could it be Feng Hao?
Xia Yucheng leaned forward again and looked at the photos carefully. Only then did she find that the handsome man inside was not Feng Hao, but his handsome and extraordinary appearance was indeed very similar to Feng Hao.
This is really a handsome face that is enough to upend all living beings, especially a beautiful curve that grinned from the corner of his mouth, which was charming in the flying petals.
The one who took the photo of him must be a woman, and it must be the woman the man loved deeply, otherwise there would never be the gentleness that drowns in his eyes.
His satisfaction and pleasure seemed to be the whole world in front of him, and his world alone.
Xia Yucheng secretly praised the handsome man in the photo in his heart, while admiring the exquisite sword on the knife holder.
The scabbard of this knife has two metal rings woven with ribbons interspersed with each other, which is for easy portability. A small piece of metal is connected between the ribbon and the gold object, and the head of the scabbard is also wrapped in metal.
The whole knife's blade looked smooth and the decoration was exquisite and gorgeous. She couldn't help but reach out to touch her.
"That's a man's knife, women cannot touch it!" Behind him, a gorgeous voice suddenly sounded, it was Feng Hao.
"God, I'm scared to death..." Xia Yucheng, who was frightened, quickly withdrew her hand and patted her heart a few times, "You... don't you walk with a sound?"
"You are too focused." Feng Hao pulled her into his arms and comforted her softly, "Here, no one dares to appear behind you like this, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid of me?"