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Chapter 117 British Manor
The car drove for about 10 minutes and finally stopped.Along the way, there were almost no houses around, only the shadows of trees and a few flat areas where some vegetables and fruits seemed to be planted.

Yu Zhaoyi got out of the car with doubts in his heart.

There is a large villa in front of you. The walls are all milky white, imitating Gothic architecture, but the corners of the walls are decorated. It is solemn and solemn, but also has a sense of pastoral comfort.

Both Yu Zhaoyi and Dalin felt a little shocked.Dalin could still calm down his emotions, but Yu Zhaoyi was shocked and confused, and turned his head mechanically to Jiang Huan, "Is this your house?"

"Ah."

"How many people are there in this community?" Yu Zhaoyi looked behind him. He couldn't find any other house in the dark night. The place was empty and remote.

"There should be no one living here." Dalin, who rarely spoke out, suddenly spoke, turning his head to Jiang Huan with a deep look, "Mr. Jiang, this is your manor."

Jiang Huan smiled implicitly and invited him in.

What's the scene like inside?

No matter how luxurious the movie, I have never seen such a scene.When the camera moves here, it is an extremely luxurious scene.

Yu Zhaoyi didn't have much knowledge. He didn't know the origins of the various vases placed randomly. He didn't know which country the carpets that filled the living room were produced. He didn't know whether the chandeliers that were as bright as the stars above his head were custom-made. I don’t know if the paintings with bright colors and strong consciousness on the wall are from a certain museum...

But these things are placed here, complement each other, and embody one word everywhere - expensive.

Forgive her for being a local bitch, but her first sentence was, "How much does this manor cost in total?"

Jiang Huan laughed, Da Lin also laughed, Jack looked at them without knowing it.

In the end, no one answered Yu Zhaoyi's question. There was no answer to this question.

For such a large manor, there should be a butler, and there must be a dozen or even dozens of Filipino maids to match the grandeur of the manor.

Unfortunately, there was no one there until I went upstairs to rest.

Yu Zhaoyi felt a little weird again.

Yu Zhaoyi was not used to sleeping in such a desolate place - at least the drive all the way here was indeed very desolate.So in the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep.

Jiang Huan put his arm on her quilt. Yu Zhaoyi felt chest tight and slapped him away, "What are you doing?"

"Can't sleep?" he asked her.

"Yeah." The BJ time was just after nine o'clock. I just had a good sleep before getting off the plane. How could I fall asleep now?She didn't get over jet lag. She couldn't get over it as soon as she got off the plane like Jiang Huan did.

"How do you feel about this place?"

"Expensive." Yu Zhaoyi replied very quickly without any thought.

Although she couldn't understand anything, she just felt that everything was expensive.

Jiang Huan laughed as soon as he heard this, as if he was interested in this topic. He supported the bed with one elbow and supported one side of his face with his palm. He turned his head and looked at Yu Zhaoyi, "Where is it more expensive?"

Seeing that he asked so seriously, Yu Zhaoyi thought about it for a moment and told her everything she saw. Finally, like Jiang Huan, she stood up. The two of them made exactly the same movements, facing each other. Ask around the topic when I was downstairs, "Tell me about how much it is."

Her eyes were pleading, and it was obvious that she was eager to know the estimate.

Jiang Huan wanted to tease her, so he deliberately pondered for a while and said, "It seems that someone gave it to me."

"..."

Yu Zhaoyi believed it. Not only did he believe it, he was also painfully convinced.

Why?who is it?Why?
Can this also be delivered?
Seeing the weird and painful expressions on her face, Jiang Huan couldn't help laughing, and lay back down again. Feeling that the laughter was not enough, he raised his body up a little and laughed louder.

Yu Zhaoyi: "..."

She really didn't understand what Jiang Huan was laughing at, so she looked at him with a calm expression and said, "Are you okay?" What she meant was, "Is your brain okay?" But Jiang Huan's smile only increased instead of decreasing. Because he was a little taller and taller than Yu Zhaoyi, he moved closer to her in a condescending manner.

"Why do you believe everything?"

This is not something Jiang Huan could say at all.

Such mischievous words come with a bit of a malicious smile.

Jiang Huan put one hand around Yu Zhaoyi's head and fiddled with one of her ears.

It was so itchy that she shook her head and raised her body higher - she wasn't going to sleep anyway.At this point, she began to wonder again how it happened that she was getting ready to sleep in the quilt in the first place.

The messy thoughts were crowded together, and I felt a little confused again.

"Forget it if you don't tell me." Yu Zhaoyi was too lazy to tell Jiang Huan anything, and his body that had just sat up was about to collapse again.

This time Jiang Huan had to make Yu Zhaoyi listen and prevent her from falling asleep. When she lay down, her body's center of gravity was unstable, and he still held her arm, forcing her whole body into his arms.

Yu Zhaoyi has become very lazy since Qingying's job selection was successfully completed and let him go.

"I bought it." Jiang Huan said, "It's big, isn't it?"

"Yeah." There was a muffled response from the chest.

"This house used to belong to an earl, but he later lost the manor to me through gambling." Jiang Huan's tone was light, and he was extremely calm when talking about the magical origin of this manor.

He could calm down, but Yu Zhaoyi couldn't. She captured one of the information points.

"You still gamble?"

Jiang Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "It's not my gambling." It could have been settled with one stroke, but because of Yu Zhaoyi's questions, he had to explain the whole story clearly.

"The count mortgaged the estate to the bank, and I later bought it."

"Oh——" That's pretty much it.

"So, how much?" The topic turned to this again.

"..."

Jiang Huan didn't want to talk anymore, it was so difficult.

Seeing that the man was silent for a long time, Yu Zhaoyi looked up at him and said, "Don't you remember?"

"Five million."

"Well..." How should I put it? It was obviously a big number, but Yu Zhaoyi was probably immersed in Jiang Huan's "money" and started to think that [-] million was not such a big number.

She thought it was at least a billion.

After all, it's still more than ten minutes' drive from the main gate to the door of this house.

"EUR."

Seeing that she seemed to have no reaction or movement, Jiang Huan silently added two words.

"Hiss—" Yu Zhaoyi finally reacted, and Jiang Huan was finally relieved. But as soon as he was so relieved, he realized something was wrong.

Why does this reaction sound like a primary school student deliberately showing off his abilities in an attempt to gain praise from his classmates?
　Woohoo, I'm really busy this week. I feel so tired.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)