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Chapter 258 Rococo Style

 With various marble sculptures, gorgeous wallpapers, and solid wood parapets, Jian Anran instantly felt as if she had mistakenly entered the French palace of the Rococo period. Everything she looked at was extravagant and flamboyant, and everything seemed to be showing off the master's splendor. Financial resources.

But it is obvious that Shen Huainan looks very embarrassed, and even looking at his expression, he seems to find this a bit embarrassing?

Jian Anran thought: Come on! If this were her home, she would even be willing to make a two-and-a-half-hour documentary about it to show off.

Hidden behind the foyer was a cloakroom that was larger than the room in Jian Anran's home. Shen Huainan opened a cabinet door closest to the door and took out a pair of soft white plush slippers.

He looked at the slippers in his hand for a long time, "It seems a little inconvenient."

After saying that, he turned around again. Shen Huainan took out a pair of slippers from a certain sports brand from another cabinet, walked straight to Jian Anran, squatted down, and placed the slippers in front of her.

"I haven't worn it since I bought it. It's a bit too big. You can try it." He stood up. "If it's hard to walk, I'll have to force you to drag the hair off."

After hesitating, Jian Anran took off her sneakers. The slippers Shen Huainan brought seemed to be his size, a bit too big. She felt like she was wearing her father's shoes when she was a child.

She took two steps forward and said, "It's okay."

Shen Huainan seemed to be relieved, "That's good."

"The room is inside, I'll take you in, choose whatever you want."

The other party's tone was as relaxed as if he were choosing vegetables at the vegetable market. He walked through the corridor on one side, and the hexagonal hall connected several main rooms in the house.

Shen Huainan led her straight to the deepest part and pushed open the white wooden door with carved lines. Inside was another gorgeous hall, bypassing the cloakroom and study room. In the innermost part was a kingsize bed and 270 Panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

"The above is the master bedroom of this house. It's too dark to see clearly now," she poked her head toward the window, "When you wake up during the day, you can see the Luojiang River from here."

Jian Anran was very surprised: "All of the above?"

She immediately asked: "Where does the above begin?"

Shen Huainan glanced at the road that had just come behind him, "It started when I just opened the door."

Jian Anran couldn't help but think of the memes she saw on the Internet: The CEO woke up from his 500-square-meter bed early in the morning and drove to his toilet.

All the rooms in her house combined are not even as big as one bedroom here.

Shen Huainan patted the bed and said, "The bedding should be new. Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Me?" Jian Anran pointed to herself, looking in disbelief, "I'm an outsider. I sleep in the master bedroom on my first day at someone else's house. Isn't it appropriate?"

Shen Huainan smiled and turned away, "How about sleeping tomorrow?"

Jian Anran rolled her eyes and said, "Quick! Take me to the nanny's room, young master," she said in a very exaggerated tone, "A room like yours is too luxurious, and I can't hold it down."

"That won't work," Shen Huainan pretended to be serious, "if I let your thousands of bodies sleep in the nanny's room, I might be punished by God tonight."

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and Shen Huainan immediately led her to the second master bedroom next door. The only difference was that the area was a little smaller than the previous master bedroom, just a little.

Jian Anran couldn't help but ask: "How much does the electricity bill for this house usually cost?"

The room is full of marble decoration, and even in the middle of winter, you can't feel the cold at all. Jian Anran even took off her coat and held it in her hands, her cheeks flushed with heat.

Shen Huainan replied casually: "Then I will ask Butler Chu Chen for you next time."

She was a little surprised, "Chu Chen still has a butler?"

The moment these words blurted out, Jian Anran regretted a little. From the moment she came in, she had made a fuss about everything she saw, for fear that others would not know that she had never seen the world.

However, when I secretly glanced at Shen Huainan, he always had a smile in his eyes.

After visiting the main rooms, Shen Huainan immediately stepped forward and opened the door of the secondary master bedroom, "You can sleep here tonight. The towels are in the bathroom, and there should be bathrobes and pajamas in the dressing room."

Jian Anran, who had not finished visiting the mansion, was still unsatisfied. She grabbed the door frame with her hands and asked with an aggrieved look, "Can't we take another look?"

Shen Huainan rolled his eyes and said, "Let's change into something more relaxed."

The heating in the house was turned on at full speed, and seeing Jian Anran's cheeks so red that she was about to burst into flames, Shen Huainan had just been searching for a long time but could not find the heating switch.

"That's okay."

Turning around and entering the room, Jian Anran suddenly realized that living in a house like this, so she couldn't feel the cold winter at all, it was not incomprehensible that Shen Huainan went out wearing such a thin sweater.

This house had probably not been lived in for many years, and the cloakroom was almost empty. Jian Anran saw the bathrobes and pajamas hanging in the cabinet at a glance.

The bathrobe is an ordinary white hotel bathrobe and pink silk pajamas. There are no patterns on it. It looks like it is brand new and has never been worn. However, Jian Anran's nose came closer and smelled it, and she smelled the fragrance of detergent again.

After walking into the bathroom with her bathrobe and pajamas, she truly understood that the bathrooms of rich people also had floor heating. Stepping on the warm marble floor tiles, Jane walked into the shower room safely.

The moment the faucet was turned on, it was the moment she woke up——

The refreshing cold water poured down from the top of my head. No matter how I adjusted the faucet, there was no cold water.

Quickly reaching out to turn off the faucet, Jian Anran huddled up in a ball with her hands and shivered, even her teeth were shaking as if her jaw joint was about to fall to the ground. She quickly walked out and wrapped herself in a bath towel.< /p>

She originally wanted to put on pajamas, but after thinking about it, she finally wrapped herself in a bathrobe.

Before walking out of the bathroom, she tied her belt tightly in front of the mirror and walked to the door dragging a pair of slippers that were too big.

"Where are you?" she shouted towards the empty hall.

The house was so big that there was even a faint echo. Jian Anran still couldn't hear Shen Huainan's response for a long time.

She mustered up the courage and shouted again, "Shen Huainan?"

The brightly lit house is silent.

Jian Anran turned around and returned to the room. As soon as she picked up the charging phone, she saw the unread messages on the screen.

[Shen Huainan: I just discovered that there is no hot water in the house and the property management company cannot be contacted. I went downstairs to ask]

[Shen Huainan: It seems inconvenient for me to enter your room. You should see it when you come out later [Wither][Wither]]

The head of the meatball that was tied up was still dripping. Jian Anran took out a tissue and pinched it towards the meatball.

"Ding dong——" "Ding dong——" "Ding dong——"

The doorbell buzzed very urgently. Is Shen Huainan back?


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