The door to the apartment was voice-activated. Zhuo Le shouted at the door, "Open sesame".
The door lock will open automatically.
Qiao Ran laughed out loud immediately, "How old are you, and you still use jokes like Open Sesame, are you funny?"
"Sister, this voice-activated door lock is also a product designed by our company. I want one from the manufacturer. I want to install it and try it out. How about it? It's not bad, right?" Zhuo Le took into account that Qiao Ze'an was sleeping and spoke quietly.
"It's okay, it's not high-tech. We just improved the design and application, it's not unusual." Qiao Ran pushed the door open and entered.
Inside the apartment, the layout is simple and bright, and the gray and white colors look very comfortable.
Zhuo Le carried Qiao Ze'an to the sand and covered him with a blanket.
"You live alone, the house is quite big." Qiao Ran looked around. The facilities in the apartment were relatively high-end, and the decoration was low-key luxury. Although Zhuo Le's salary was very high, renting such an apartment seemed a bit...
...
The most important thing is that this seems to be where Zhuo Le has lived for a long time, not a temporary move.
And Zhuo Le himself has been working with her in country M for a long time, so wouldn't it mean that this place has been idle for a long time?
Apartments in luxury areas? Middle class?
It can be seen that Zhuo Le is a person who pays great attention to the mood of life.
She couldn't help but have doubts about his identity. When she was in country M, she didn't think too much about it. When she returned to the capital, she realized that her intuition was not wrong.
"Yes. I like it to be more spacious. The scenery here is also very beautiful." Zhuo Le pointed out the window, "There is a large wetland park opposite, and the air is very fresh every morning. Leave An An to me, don't worry."
At this time, Qiao Ze'an woke up.
He hugged the blanket, rubbed his eyes, and looked around, "Hey, are you here so soon?"
"Wow." He jumped off the sofa and landed on the marble floor with his bare feet.
"Uncle, it turns out your family is so big!" he said, "How rich!"
"Call me brother!" Zhuo Le corrected.
"I don't. Humph." Qiao Ze'an turned his head.
"Don't you want the game console anymore?" Zhuo Le threatened.
"Come and grab it if you can."
"Hey, don't you want to use my computer anymore?"
"Ah! I want it, I want it!"
"Here we go again." Qiao Ran weakly held his forehead.
The two of them bickered constantly whenever they met, and they were the ones who obviously played crazy together.
"You are all hungry, right? I'm going to see what's in the refrigerator and make dinner for you." Qiao Ran said helplessly, preparing to walk into the kitchen.
"Wait, sister, you go and have a rest, I will cook for you." Zhuo Le quickly stopped and boasted: "The food I cook is first-class."
"Yes, mom is very tired after flying all day, so she needs to have a good rest." Qiao Ze'an felt very sorry for his mother.
He quickly stepped forward and took Qiao Ran's hand, pulling her to the sofa and saying, "Mom, sit down."
I saw my son was well-behaved and sensible.
Qiao Ran's nose felt sour.
She hugged Qiao Ze'an tightly, and she would definitely protect him. As long as she had him, that was enough.