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¡°The name of the owner of this house was changed back three years ago, but it¡¯s just my kindness that allows you to live here!¡±
¡°If she¡¯s in a bad mood one day, it¡¯s not impossible to kick them all out.
Xia Yuwan¡¯s gentle laughter fell into their ears, like a lingering demon
The young man was extremely angry, biting his white saber teeth, "Dad, does this house really belong to her?"
"Yes." Xia Jiangang replied weakly.
He has lived here for more than ten years. If Xia Yuwan hadn't mentioned the owner of the house today, even he would have forgotten that this house was not his.
"So, you'd better return the things to me, otherwise I have the right to drive you away." It didn't happen before, but it was just because she didn't know about the antiques.
You live in her house and you dare to steal her things and sell them!
Who gave them the courage?
"Humph, at worst we can just move out! Who cares about living in your house!"
After all, the boy is still young, only eighteen years old. It is the time when he is rebellious and has strong self-esteem.
Being so stimulated by Xia Yuwan, she immediately wanted to pack her things and go out, but was stopped by Huang Guoyue.
"Dongyu, calm down. You are going out suddenly. Where do you live?"
¡°Even if I sleep on the street, I don¡¯t want to see this woman!¡±
¡°Tsk, tsk, you are really brave.
Xia Yuwan looked at the mother and son in front of her with her arms folded, and sneered disdainfully, "Go, you are welcome to sleep on the street. My temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha like you."
Xia Dongyu was even more angry and wanted to kill someone, staring at her fiercely.
He cursed silently, "Bitch!"
Seeing that the brother and sister were about to fight, Xia Jiangang had to stand up and say a few words, "That's enough! Xia Yuwan, this is enough! And Dongyu, go back to your room."
move out?
It¡¯s easy to say!
Although he is not short of money, he can temporarily find a villa to live in, but doesn't this mean that the private house will be completely returned to Xia Yu late?
After all, she is a daughter's family. As long as she gets married, the house will still belong to Xia Jiangang.
So, don¡¯t move out!
"Dad!" Xia Dongyu was still a little unconvinced and shouted dissatisfied.
"Go back to your room!"
You know, Xia Jiangang is just such a son, and he has been doting on him since he was a child.
It can be said that the wind gets the wind and the rain gets the rain. I have never scolded him so angrily like now.
Xia Dongyu was still a little scared when he suddenly became angry. He lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.
The young man's narrow red eyes suddenly turned red, and his cold white face showed a look of deep anger but helplessness, which was really beautiful.
??At least that¡¯s what she thinks.
In the evening, her room was finally cleaned. Except for the missing things that should be there, it was barely restored.
Jinzhou Water Bay is a famous top-notch area in City A.
Those who live here are either rich or noble, and the small white Western-style villa with a garden is even more eye-catching.
The Gothic spiers are set against the white marble reliefs, all showing the delicacy and nobility of the house.
Entering the hall, the flower-shaped crystal lamp emits beautiful light and shadow.
On the sofa, the man woke up tiredly from his sleep, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingertips, and ordered impatiently: "Xia Yuwan, water."
"Brother Jueshen, you're awake." He was answered by another gentle voice.
??Different from that woman.
Su Yuxin was wearing a small white floral dress, with long straight black hair parted in the middle and hanging down behind her head, revealing a delicate face.
At this moment, he was looking at himself with a smile.
Fu Jueshen stared at the glass in her hand, but did not take it.
There was a cold flash in Feng's eyes, how could he forget that he had divorced that woman.
"Just leave these things to the servants." With that said, Fu Jueshen lifted the thin quilt on his body and stood up to put on his shoes.
The white striped shirt wrapped around his perfect figure, slightly revealing a section of his bronze neck, and his throat rolled.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Silent charm.
But the chill all over his body suppressed his handsome and charming temperament, making people dare not look directly at him.
?After saying that, he walked upstairs with his black suit jacket in hand.
At the door of the room, I saw a servant walking downstairs carrying a pile of clothes. When I saw him, I quickly stood aside.
He called out respectfully, "Mr. Fu."
"What are you doing?" Those clothes belong to that woman Xia Yuwan?
Didn¡¯t she take it away?
The servant replied with a low eyebrow: "In reply to Sir, Miss Su ordered us to take all these things out and burn them so that they would not be an eyesore to Sir."
Burn it?
Only the family members of deceased people would choose to burn her clothes.
Otherwise, they are usually thrown into the trash can.
The man¡¯s handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a few forehead lines were revealed on his broad forehead.
"You go down."
"yes."
The maid had just taken a few steps out with her clothes in her arms when she heard an unusually cold sound coming from behind.
"Wait, just let it go."
After saying that, he entered the study without looking back.
The back is tall and aloof, like a hill, its shadow projected onto the ground.
Stretched to a slender length.
As for the maid, she looked at Su Yuxin in embarrassment and shock.
The smile on the latter's delicate face suddenly froze, and a sinister light reflected in his eyes, but it was fleeting.
The study room is decorated in a new Chinese style, with wooden bookshelves placed against the wall and several cabinets of books.
The antiques and knick-knacks he collected were placed on the round antique shelf. Among the piles of expensive items, a pot of green mimosa stood out.
He only stayed here for less than two days in a month. Who put things in his study?
"Sir, you are back. I don't know how to arrange Miss Su's room?" The old housekeeper stood behind Qin Muching in a black tuxedo suit.
¡°Doesn¡¯t the villa have many rooms?¡±
Fu Jueshen felt a little irritable in his heart, and waved his hand casually, asking the latter to retreat.
He casually took down a book from the bookshelf and was stunned for a second when he saw the colorful cartoon characters printed on it.
Then he threw the comic into the trash can with a cold face.
In the corridor, Su Yuxin stood at the door of Xia Yuwan's room with a bunch of servants.
"Someone, please take down these black curtains and replace them with blue ones. And that bed!"
When she thought of that bitch and brother Jueshen fighting each other to death, Su Yuxin's heart twisted and she bit her red lips, "Change it too!"
This bed is made of the world's top velvet fabric. It was my husband's wedding bed when he got married.
Do you really want to change it?
The old housekeeper was a little afraid to act. Then he thought about it, this Miss Su is the future hostess of the villa.
Can¡¯t be offended.
"Okay, I will arrange for someone to replace the bed with a new one immediately." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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