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Chapter 752 Rich beyond imagination

After going through the legal procedures, the lease contract is completed.

Rong Zhe asked Song Xiang to get in the car, but he had no intention of asking Su Man to come with him.

Normally, it would be absolutely impossible for Song Xiang to get into a stranger's car alone, but this time it was different. She remembered Rong Boye's eyes, and she just felt that the other person was not a bad person.

Letting Suman go back alone, she followed Rongzhe to the dining place.

Along the way, I couldn't help but feel nervous, thinking about sending a message to Yan Han.

He was probably busy and couldn't reply in time.

The scenery outside the window changes, becoming colder and greener, and the number of people gradually disappears.

"This is the suburbs?"

Rong Zhe sat in front and responded lightly.

"Then why are there no residences?"

Even the Yan family's old house has neighbors around it, but they are far apart.

Unlike here, it looks undeveloped.

"This is all the land of the Rong family." Rong Zhe said.

Song Xiang: "..."

I knew the Rong family was rich, but I didn't expect... to be so rich.

She remembered that she had just said that she wanted to treat Rong Boye to dinner, and her face felt a little hot.

Even if it's a red house, Rong Boye probably wouldn't like it.

Just as I was thinking about it, people finally appeared in my sight. When I saw their car, they all stood aside and were very respectful.

Song Xiang had only seen this scene in court dramas.

In the imperial capital where every inch of land is at a premium, it is truly astonishing that such a large area is privately owned.

The car finally stopped at the gate, and someone immediately came over and opened the door.

Song Xiang got out of the car and looked at the scene in front of him, breathing carefully.

It was a traditional Chinese-style building. The main entrance was open in the style of the former dynasty. There were three big characters written on the plaque. She was not sure what the first character was, and the last two characters were "Prince's Mansion".

This is the first time I encountered this posture.

Rong Zhe led her in and when she reached the threshold, he specifically reminded her to be careful.

"This is also considered an architectural heritage site. It was bought by an old man a few years ago. It is the place where Mr. Rong grew up. However, it has been empty for a long time and was recently moved back in."

Rong Zhe walked in front and explained softly.

Song Xiang followed behind, looking around dizzyingly.

Rockery, spring, small bridge, long pavilion.

The outside is very formal in the southern province style. After bypassing the path and arriving at the main house, the inside becomes modern.

Someone came out and told Rong Zhe, "Sir, he is in the small garden."

Rong Zhe glanced at Song Xiang and became more polite. After walking through the main hall, there was a long corridor with floor-to-ceiling colored windows on both sides. There were rose paintings on them, which was completely European style.

It was sunset, and the sunlight from outside filtered in, refracted into a colorful state, and fell on people's shoulders, making it look as beautiful as a painting.

Even from a long distance away, Song Xiang could see someone standing under the big window at the end.

My heart started to speed up inexplicably, and I was pounding.

"Sir, Miss Song is here." Rong Zhe walked over first and reminded her.

Song Xiang stopped and was a few steps away from the other party.

Rong Boye was dressed in black, with half of his body shrouded in the sunset. When he heard the movement, he just turned around and quietly narrowed his eyes.

Just like last time, although Song Xiang didn't get close, he could still feel the storm gradually rising in his eyes, but after a while, it slowly disappeared again.

"Your name is Song Xiang?"

The cold voice was like a piece of cold jade being gently rubbed past the ear.

Song Xiang carried the bag and bowed politely, "Hello, Mr. Rong, I am Song Xiang."

The other party stared at her for a long time without making any movement. After a while, he said: "Sit down."

Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and took steps carefully.


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