"Mommy, is this really Lao Yuan's villa? Isn't it rented?"
Jiang Xiaoman looked at Jiang Li suspiciously.
Before Jiang Li could answer, Yuan Shen rubbed his head and said, "No, this is your mommy's villa. I have transferred the ownership to your mommy's name."
Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, remembering that Yuan Shen gave him the access card. Unexpectedly, he would always remember this, and he was still somewhat moved in his heart.
Yuan Shen held his wife with one hand and Xiaoman with the other and walked up to the second floor and introduced her.
"This is the master bedroom for me and your mommy. Next to it is your room."
Jiang Xiaoman was curious and went to open his room, while Yuan Shen opened the door of the master bedroom for Jiang Li.
Jiang Li was startled again when she saw that the decoration style inside was different from the previous black and white and gray tones.
Yuan Shen's original large wine cabinet and computer desk were removed and replaced with a floor-to-ceiling screen to create a home theater, with a comfortable double sofa in front of it.
The bed covers and dressing table were all changed, using the same style from southern Sichuan.
The balcony that left a bad memory for her in the past is now planted with various small flowers and bushes of fruit trees, which looks very romantic.
Jiang Li was deeply moved. She glanced at Yuan Shen and whispered, "Thank you."
"Mrs. Yuan, you're welcome." Yuan Shen hugged her from behind, bent over, put his chin on her shoulder, and said with emotion, "I want to thank you for coming back with me. From the day I found your mother and son, I started to
I’m renovating and thinking about taking you home one day.”
As soon as the voice fell, Xiaoman's scream came from the next room: "Mommy, come and see, I have an Ultraman-themed room."
The couple curled their lips and walked to the next door together.
Jiang Li saw the Ultraman-themed walls, bedding and various furnishings, and could tell that Yuan Shen had carefully decorated Xiaoman's room.
Xiao Man happily jumped on the bed, feeling a bit like "poor man suddenly becomes rich": "Mommy, why do I feel so unreal?! Lao Yuan, you are really a wife and so rich! You are much richer than Uncle Da Zhuang
!”
Jiang Xiaoman still used to call "Lao Yuan" and occasionally "Dad", but Yuan Shen didn't force it.
The title is not important.
The important thing is that in my heart, this son has accepted him.
He held Xiaoman in one hand and personally took him to know the terrain of the villa, some fitness floors, indoor swimming pools, etc.
The whole process constantly refreshed Jiang Xiaoman's understanding of his father's strength.
He never closed his mouth the whole way.
After he finished visiting the villa, he heard that Brother An An and Xiao Ye were coming over, and Uncle Xiao Bai and his family were also coming over for dinner.
...
At this time, in Zhou Nan's villa.
Ye Youran is making puffs.
She has obsessive-compulsive disorder. She doesn't want the puffs when they are squeezed out and they don't look good. She doesn't want the puffs when they are copied out and don't have a standard shape. She doesn't want the cream-filled puffs if they crack.
Bang~bang~bang~
She has thrown several puffs into the trash can.
Jiang Dong, who was standing behind her, frowned deeply.
I think this girl is really wasting her money.
I really don’t know how Zhou Nan was raised in the past.
Ye Youran threw another puff that she didn't like into the trash can.
Jiang Dong caught the puff, stuffed it into his mouth, took a few bites, and frowned again.
It's overly sweet and not tasty.
At this moment, she didn't hear the sound of puffs falling into the trash can as expected, and Ye Youran turned around suddenly.
But Jiang Dong moved faster than her. He took out a sharp dagger from his open windbreaker and put it directly against her little face.
"The vigilance is quite high."
Ye Youran was startled, and subconsciously grabbed the man's hand, removed the dagger from her face, calmed down, and pointed the dagger blade at Jiang Dong. He hesitated for a while: "Who are you?"
"The man who came to take your life." Jiang Dong had a serious look on his face as a murderer, and the hand holding the dagger moved slightly.
Ye Youran's expression changed: "Are you from Black Eagle Hall?"
As she spoke, she held the dagger and stabbed Jiang Dong in the abdomen without hesitation.
At this time, Jiang Dong was also holding a dagger in his hand. When Ye Youran held the knife and stabbed it into his windbreaker, he pulled it sideways and murmured in pain.
"Ah, my intestines..."
As he spoke, he took out the intestines, a prop he borrowed from his university biology teacher, from his windbreaker.