The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Hua Ruofeng never thought that he would be able to return to his former home in his lifetime.

This villa located in the wealthy circle of Beicheng used to be the place where he was born and grew up, and he spent his most glorious and glorious years here.

Later, with the gradual decline of his family, he had to move out of here, and found a unit in the suburbs, and lived an ordinary life with his wife and daughter.

Wang Zhaodi was also full of sourness and excitement.

She was married into this place back then, with a fragrant car, a BMW, and red makeup. Looking at that majestic man, her heart was full of longing for the future life.

Yes, he was really good to her, but he couldn't take care of the family business, and soon, her husband lost a complete defeat in the business battle.

The villa is gone, the luxury car is gone, the servants are gone, and even the home is gone.

Over the years, she has also suffered hardships, and even went out to do odd jobs when she was in financial distress, so that her hands were already covered with calluses, and wrinkles crept into the corners of her eyes.

She is only one year older than Hua Ruoxue, but she looks like she is more than ten years older than her.

At this moment, when the three of them stood in this newly renovated villa, watching the servant bustle about, and hearing the servant call them Mr. and Mrs. in the most respectful tone, while they were not used to it, they also felt uncomfortable. feel familiar.

Hualan was crazy with excitement.

She had already run down the stairs, and she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"Mom, there are three floors! I counted, there are eight rooms in total, five of them are bedrooms, and each bedroom has its own bathroom!"

Hula grabbed Wang Zhaodi's hand, her voice trembling.

"Is the Chaoyang bedroom on the second floor prepared for me? The pink princess room, I want to live in it even in my dreams!"

While speaking, Hua Lan had already grabbed the hands of his parents and pulled them up to the second floor.

Pushing open one of the doors, you can already smell the unique scent of high-end perfume before you can see the whole room.

"Mom, my aunt must have prepared this for me! Look, this princess bed, princess curtain, and makeup table, these expensive cosmetics are all my favorite."

Hualan jumped up, pointing at every place in the room and yelling.

Looking around, Wang Zhaodi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It must have cost a lot of money, right?"

After all, she looked at Hua Ruofeng: "Your sister still has a bit of conscience. She hasn't forgotten that you are an older brother, and she hasn't forgotten that our Hua family was brought down to such a miserable state."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Hua Ruofeng frowned and scolded: "How many times have I told you? The decline of the Hua family has nothing to do with Xiaoxue, why do you always blame her? Don't blame me for being merciless if you say such things in the future noodle."

Being scolded by her husband, Wang Zhaodi was displeased, but she still didn't say anything.

"Go, go, mom, go and see your room, wow, it's more luxurious than mine!"

Hua Lan didn't care about her parents' disputes. At this moment, her heart was filled with the joy of living in a mansion.

At the end of the second floor is the master bedroom, which was also the wedding room of Hua Ruofeng and Wang Zhaodi.

Pushing open the door and entering, the floor is covered with thick, soft carpets, the furniture in the room are all solid wood, the workmanship is extremely exquisite, the antique flavor is very in line with Hua Ruofeng's liking.

"This Chinese-style bed is simply too luxurious! Mom, isn't this bed prettier than the one you got married in back then?"

In Wang Zhaodi's many years of memories and descriptions, Hua Lan's mind can already outline the luxury of the Hua family back then.

Especially the marriage bed where my mother got married. My mother described it no less than ten times, and Hua Lan can almost draw the appearance of the marriage bed.

But now, these furnishings are more luxurious and expensive than the scene when the mother got married.

Wang Zhaodi was almost moved to tears.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Can I really come back here? Can I really live this noble life again?"

She covered her mouth, trying to suppress the excitement and joy in her heart.

Hua Ruofeng didn't have the slightest joy.

"Xiaoxue, what are you spending money on indiscriminately?"

Compared with this luxurious villa, Hua Ruofeng cared more about the money spent by his sister, he knew that it was not easy for her these years.

Hearing this, Wang Zhaodi pouted.

"Isn't it right for her to spend money? This is not only our home, but also her natal home. The natal home is dilapidated. Do you think she can hold her head high in Zhan's house? She is doing it for her own good too!"

"That's right, to put it bluntly, she's just doing it for her own face, otherwise, why doesn't she give us the money in her hand?"

Hua Lan also echoed.

Hua Ruofeng gave the mother and daughter a hard look.

"When I came back from Feng's house that day, have you all forgotten what I said? How did I remind you? Be discreet in words and deeds and keep a low profile, don't you remember?"

Having said this, Hua Ruofeng became more and more annoyed.

"In the past, you were just common people, and it was okay to say or do things inappropriately. No one knew you anyway, but now it's different! Your words and deeds are watched by someone, and if you are not careful, you will be punished by the Hua family and even Xiaoxue. Get in trouble."

"And Hua Lan, what did you do last night?"

Hearing his father's words, Hua Lan's face changed slightly.

"Oh, she just went to eat and play with a few little sisters, why are you so fierce?"

Before her daughter could speak, Wang Zhaodi hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.

"Little sister? Do you think I don't know? She went to the so-called celebrity party!"

Having said that, Hua Ruofeng couldn't help raising his voice.

"Those rich and famous ladies are not fuel-efficient lamps. For a mindless thing like Hua Lan, there is not even a scum left to be eaten!"

Hualan couldn't help but talk back.

"It's not as serious as you said? I think those wealthy young ladies are very nice. They were very polite to me and even gave me gifts."

Having said that, Hua Lan made an apology: "Compared to Feng Yuning who is aloof, I still like these wealthy young ladies."

"What do you know? Do you think they are polite to you because your name is Hualan? They are because..."

Before he finished speaking, a servant's voice came from downstairs.

"Sir, madam, a guest is coming!"

Hua Ruofeng walked to the door and answered, then turned to look at Hualan.

"Anyway, be honest with me, don't get involved with those ladies, and don't use your aunt and Zhan family's status to do anything wrong. If you let me know, you see how I will deal with you!"

After finishing speaking, Hua Ruofeng turned around and went downstairs, leaving only Hua Lan and Wang Zhaodi behind.

"Mom, look at my dad..."

Hualan stomped her feet and was about to cry.

But Wang Zhaodi comforted her daughter, and said in a low voice: "Don't listen to your father, he is just a dead-headed person who doesn't know how to be flexible. You just feel free to associate with those rich and famous ladies. Only when you integrate into that circle can you become a real famous lady." .”

After all, Wang Zhaodi took her daughter's hand and said, "Come on, let's go and see who is here, and see if your aunt is back."