Chapter 690: The True Love That Cannot Be Understood (1)
Chapter 690: The True Love That Cannot Be Understood (1)
When the shopkeeper pushed open the door, Ji Xiaou and Ling Wei saw the entire courtyard. Ji Xiaou's face twitched. Ling Wei was still moved, but her emotion disappeared instantly when she saw the courtyard.
Looking at the indescribable villa in front of her, Ling Wei had only eight words of truth in her mind.
"Does this guy have money but nowhere to spend it or is he deliberately making trouble for me?" Ling Wei looked at the yard in front of her and looked at the shopkeeper expressionlessly.
The shopkeeper also knew that this courtyard was really unsightly. All the things were top-quality goods, but when they were put together... it was really hard to accept the taste.
"A garden made of twisted golden threads, wow, what a grand piece of work!" Mother Ji looked at the ground covered with golden flowers and golden trees.
"Wow, this rockery is made of gold! Awesome!"
"This is incredible! Look at this water. It's actually hot spring water."
"Oh my god, this furniture is all made of top-grade huanghuali wood, and even the quilt is embroidered with auspicious clouds in gold and silver threads."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this tea set. Just drinking tea, these are Persian crystal cups."
"Wow, this wall of ornaments is simply a collection of exquisite items from all over the world!"
"And this..."
Mother Ji watched and sighed in agreement. Ling Wei followed her expressionlessly, and the shopkeeper followed carefully behind with his shoulders hunched.
"It's not an exaggeration to say that this yard is worth a thousand taels of gold." Ji Xiaomu finally said with emotion.
When she turned around and saw Ling Wei's gloomy face, Ji Xiaomu laughed. "Don't be so gloomy, after all, it's his intention."
"I'm really unworthy of his kindness!" Ling Wei rolled her eyes. She really couldn't help it.
"You are so calm, have you known his aesthetic sense for a long time?" Ling Wei looked at Ji Xiaomu. She didn't seem surprised at all since she entered the room. Maybe she already knew Bai Yichen's aesthetic sense for a long time?
"...I've had some exposure to him before! I've seen some of his masterpieces!" Ji Xiaomu said humbly.
"But I didn't expect that was not his peak, but this yard is it!" Ji Xiaowu couldn't help but sigh, this yard really refreshed her horizons.
She was still too poor to appreciate this kind of... luxurious beauty.
"...Where are he?" Ling Wei turned around abruptly and looked at the shopkeeper who had started packing quails as soon as he entered the yard.
"Uh... the master is not here?" The shopkeeper looked around, his eyes unconsciously glancing towards the restaurant.
understood.
Ling Wei walked towards the restaurant with a cold face. After a while, crackling sounds were heard from the third floor of the restaurant. Ji Xiaomu and the shopkeeper looked at each other.
"Uh... I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Fang Chen is still waiting for me outside! Please take good care of Ling Wei! I'll come to see her tomorrow." Ji Xiaomu said to the shopkeeper, and ran out of the yard as soon as she finished speaking.
The shopkeeper stood behind them in astonishment and tried to stop them with his hands outstretched, but failed.
Looking at the restaurant and the yard, the shopkeeper felt a little scalp-tingling. He sighed heavily and walked towards the restaurant with heavy steps.
Poor his hair, it's almost bald.
Sad.
After coming out of the restaurant, Aunt Ji quickly climbed onto the carriage, signaling Fang Chen to leave quickly.
Fang Chen didn't understand what was going on, so he got in the carriage and left the restaurant.
After walking for a while and no longer seeing the restaurant, Ji Xiaomu finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat next to Fang Chen, and accompanied him in driving the carriage.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Fang Chen asked with a smile.
It's rare to see Ji Xiaomu so flustered.
"...Bai Yichen's taste is really...hard to describe." When Ji Xiaomu thought of that courtyard, it was really hard to describe.
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