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Chapter 345 Beilang No. 11 (1/2)

Her father owned such a luxurious villa in Hong Kong City and hired so many workers to take care of it. How could Yang Ruoyi not be surprised? But she didn't show it in front of others.

When Yang Ruoyi followed her father to her room, she kept looking at this big house that was as tall and spacious as the aristocratic castle in the movie, and the decoration style was relatively calm and restrained. However, she was obviously not looking at the decoration of this house.

Girls focus more on the details of some items.

Yang Han arranged for his daughter a large bedroom on the third floor of the villa. When this bedroom was renovated, Yang Han wanted to prepare it for her daughter. It has a large terrace, a dressing room, an oversized bathroom, and a very girly look.

The beautiful decoration looks like the princess’s bedroom in this “castle”!

"Don't you think it's amazing that dad bought such a big house?" Yang Han asked with a smile as her daughter looked at her house.

"I don't think it's unusual to buy a villa in Hong Kong City because you already have so much money? You also have a garden house in Shanghai!" Yang Ruoyi's unfazed performance actually surprised Yang Han.

"What do you think of this room? Does it look good?" Yang Han introduced it to her daughter with a smile, trying to save some of the situation. "Look at this terrace, you can see the night view of Victoria Harbor at night, and you can still see it during the day.

The sun rises over here."

"It's quite beautiful, but I think this room is too big!" Yang Ruoyi shook her head.

"Too big?"

"Yes, not only is the room big, but the whole house is also big. It's as high as four floors! We can't live here all the time. If we live here all the time, I can't stand it. There are only two of us in our family.

Can you live in such a big house? It feels empty at ordinary times, and it is even more uncomfortable at night and feels like it is haunted! I still like our own home!" Yang Ruoyi said what was in her heart.

Girls do not have that high material needs. Owning such a large villa may be an unspeakable ecstasy for others, but for her, it is not as attractive as her own warm and familiar small house.

big!

She likes the simplicity and simplicity of the small building at No. 181 in Beilang Village. She likes that her room is neither big nor small. She likes the smell of fireworks in the kitchen when her father is cooking. She also likes the neighbors around her and her life here.

Every little bit of growth!

As for her own home, even if Yang Ruoyi is running around in other places to make announcements, she still misses going home. It seems that no matter how hard and tired she is, she will be energetic and cheerful again after returning to her accustomed bed and sleeping comfortably.

hearty!

So, why do you like such a house that is too big to be real and too big to touch? Isn’t the chicken drumstick cooked by dad delicious?

Yang Han looked at her daughter with some emotion but also with relief, and said with a smile: "For dad, the place where you are is home! However, we are not staying here forever. When Teacher Hou Tianque's concert is over, we

Just go home!”



In the end, Yang Ruoyi did not choose to live in this big room by herself. She called Tang Wenfei up so that the two girls could keep each other company.

"I feel like this house has always been occupied, Feifei, do you feel this way?" After the two girls took a shower, they got into the soft goose down quilt and whispered in the huge room.

"Ah? Yiyi, don't scare me!" Tang Wenfei was so nervous that her back tensed up. She grabbed Yang Ruoyi's hand and asked with a trembling voice.

"Hey, I'm not talking about that kind of thing! Don't be afraid." Yang Ruoyi said in a dumbfounded voice, "I'm talking about this big house! My father and I have always lived at home, and it feels very lifelike here.

It seems like our room has been lived in by someone else, otherwise it would not be so clean! There is no dust at all in the cloakroom. Houses that are not occupied by anyone are messy and dust quickly accumulates!"

"There must be someone there. Didn't the nanny clean up the dust? We saw the nanny when we came up. Didn't your father say that a chef will come over to cook tomorrow?" Tang Wenfei breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"It's not a nanny, I think someone really lived there! Did you notice the cabinet in the corridor? A corner was knocked off. There are other things I can't tell. Anyway, it just feels like no one lives there.

You won’t feel this way!” Yang Ruoyi said.

"It must have been rented to others, right? Your father said that!" Tang Wenfei patted Yang Ruoyi's hand and comforted, "Don't think so much."

"But it's unreasonable. Who can afford to rent such a big house to others?" Yang Ruoyi muttered. The seventeen-year-old girl is still a little short-sighted.

"What do you want to say?" Tang Wenfei looked at her with some confusion,

Tang Wenfei was too embarrassed to say it. She felt that her friend's words sounded like her father might be hiding his beauty in a golden house outside...

"I'm wondering if it's possible that my mother lived here." Yang Ruoyi lifted up the quilt, covered both of their heads, and whispered.

Although Yang Ruoyi's eyes were bright and beautiful under the quilt, the quilt was too airtight. After covering it for a while, Tang Wenfei couldn't bear it. She felt pulled down and gasped: "Your mother? Why is your mother here?"

"Didn't I tell you before that my father always meant that my mother was still alive? But he never told me her whereabouts, nor why she never saw me." Yang Ruoyi would only tell Tang Wenfei what was in her heart.

Said, the two of them grew up together, they are not sisters, they are better than sisters!

"Yeah." Tang Wenfei nodded gently.

"I thought it was very strange. I guessed that my mother had a job where she could remain anonymous for the sake of the country and could not see her husband or children," Yang Ruoyi said.

"You mean secret agent?" Tang Wenfei's eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, it might be a researcher with some special technology!" Yang Ruoyi told her friends about her guess, "But it might be an agent, because that's why she would often haunt the port city and then live here. I

Inside the house her father bought for her!"

"No way... Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?" Tang Wenfei said, dumbfounded.

"I think it's possible. Otherwise, why would my father buy such a big house? He has such a good attitude towards my mother and keeps praising her. He will definitely be willing to spend money to let her live in such a good house!" Yang Ruoyi

He pouted and said a little jealously.

She really thought wrong. Yang Han bought this house not only for her daughter to live in in the future, but also for business reasons.

After all, houses in Gangcheng are valuable. If you buy one here, the money you will earn after the appreciation in value is enough to buy many houses in Yangcheng!

It has nothing to do with Yang Ruoyi's idea of ​​a hidden beauty in a golden house...

Tang Wenfei was also trying to persuade her: "I think your thinking is too unreasonable. How could you really buy such a big house for your mother to live in? If that's the case, I don't think you need to be too anxious. I'll wait for you.

Dad thinks the time is right, so it won’t be too late to tell you. If he doesn’t tell you now, he must have some difficulties!”


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