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Because of offending Song Ji last time, Xu Ting has been in a bad mood for the past few days.

He was looking forward to Friday even more than usual, so that he could invite Song Ji to dinner and apologize.

However, before he could call Song Ji, Song Ji's phone call came first.

Just after get off work this Friday, Xu Ting was about to call Song Ji when he received a call from him.

Song Ji asked him if he was off work, but his voice was still cold.

Xu Ting hurriedly said that he was off work and off work.

"Where do you want to eat today? Song Ji." He was a little flattering, and he was cautious in his questions.

Unexpectedly, Song Ji said slowly at the other end: "I don't eat today, I'm moving today."

Xu Ting:. . .

Didn't I agree to let you know?

why now reverse

"Move today"

"Why?" Song Ji's tone tended to become worse.

Xu Ting: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'll wait for you downstairs in the office later." Anyway, the things were put away two days ago.

He dare not have any objection now, for fear of offending Song Ji again.

"Yeah." Song Ji continued to be cold.

Xu Ting hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief.

It's terrible, the Cold War is really terrible.

He packed up his things and went down to the car early to wait for Song Ji.

Half an hour later, Song Ji's driver showed up in the Cayenne.

The two sides went to Xu Ting's house together.

It was very congested on Friday night, and it took a full four or ten minutes to drive for a journey of more than ten minutes.

Xu Ting thought that Song Ji would definitely be in a bad mood, but he didn't look unhappy.

Song Ji asked the driver to help move it together, and the three of them finished moving in just one round trip.

"That's all," Song Ji asked Xu Ting.

"Well, here are all the things to take with you."

"Let's go." Song Ji said nothing more.

When going back, Xu Ting drove Song Ji in his black Honda.

All his luggage was placed on Song Ji's Cayenne, and the driver drove back.

Song Ji now lives alone in a high-end community called Yuanyang Garden not far from Sheng'an Group.

Land is very expensive near the financial center. To build a large piece of land to build a high-end residence in such a place where every inch of land is very precious, one can imagine how rich and powerful it is, and the price is naturally not cheap.

There are serviced apartments and villas in Ocean Garden.

Song Ji bought a two-story villa here.

Two cars drove in and turned around, the roadside was densely wooded, and there were countless potted flowers cultivated artificially.

Occasionally, there are European-style fountain sculptures passing by, and the distance between buildings and villas is very large, so it looks extraordinarily quiet.

Xu Ting: With a big money, what can you do. . .

After driving for about 5 minutes, the Cayenne in front turned right and drove into a fork.

Under the cover of dense trees, an off-white double-storey villa imitating European-style architecture gradually appeared.

Xu Ting opened another iron gate, and slowly saw Song Ji's villa clearly.

The villa covers an area of ​​about 200 square meters, which is not very large, and the surface is all paved with off-white marble.

On the spacious balcony on the second floor, there are beautifully colored flowers and trees beside the fence of carved stone columns.

Although the villa is not big, the grass area vacated by the door is very spacious, and there is even a small fountain.

Xu Ting felt that either he was stupid or Song Ji was stupid.

Such a house is very private at first glance, Song Ji actually invited him to live with him.

Although he was surprised, he didn't say anything, and drove in.

The car stopped on the open grass in front of the door, and the driver took Xu Ting's luggage in.

Xu Ting wanted to park his car before going in, but Song Ji said he would let the driver stop later.

Xu Ting went in with Song Ji behind.

The decoration tone inside the villa is not as light as the outside.

The floor is covered with large dark yellow tiles, occasionally decorated with a few blue and black tiles.

The ceiling of the living room is carved with mysterious patterns, and there is a complicated crystal lamp hanging in the middle, the light is soft and dim.

The wallpaper on the walls was the same color as the floor, and was painted with gilt borders.

In the middle of the living room is a set of large brown leather sofas covered with plush cushions.

The entire living room is mostly covered with navy blue carpets covered with brown and gold carved patterns.

The side facing the sofa is a spiral staircase with black carved iron railings winding all the way. The staircase is wide and covered with a navy blue carpet, the pattern is not as complicated as the one in the living room.

Two large transparent windows are opened on the other side of the spiral staircase. The marble beside the windows is also carved with patterns, and the scenery outside the house can be vaguely seen.

There are several arches around the living room, and Xu Ting thinks that the kitchen and dining room should be behind the arches.

I thought that Song Ji's family should follow the style of simple elite abstinence, but I didn't expect it to be luxurious and extravagant.

The upstart, Xu Ting admitted that he was jealous.

When can I afford such a house?

Song Ji took out a pair of fur slippers from the black shoe cabinet by the entrance to Xu Ting.

Xu Ting said thank you, bowed his head and changed into it, just right.

Did you buy it on purpose?

After entering the house, he didn't move around, just followed Song Ji.

Song Ji stopped in the living room, turned around and pointed to the spiral staircase.

"A guest room is prepared for you upstairs. But it's late now, let's eat first, and I'll take you there after eating.

Auntie has cooked the meal and is waiting for us to come back. "

When Xu Ting heard him say that he would wait for us to come back, he felt awkward for a moment but also had a little unknown sweetness.

He agreed, followed Song Ji through the stone pillar arch on the left side of the living room, and walked towards the dining room.

Auntie made the meal ahead of time, and kept it in the pot to keep it warm for fear of it getting cold. Just now, she heard the movement at the door, and the meeting was bringing the meals from the kitchen to the dining table one by one.

Xu Ting and Song Ji sat down at the dining table. Dinner was home-cooked, four dishes and one soup.

Not as extravagant and wasteful as other rich people of this class.

Pan-fried crucian carp, Shanghai greens, fried shrimp with celery, braised pork ribs and a small quail tremella mushroom soup.

Two spicy and two light, very thoughtful.

Xu Ting felt that Song Ji was really considerate, even a lover might not be as considerate as him, let alone just a friend.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and both of them were hungry.There was only the sound of quiet chewing at the table.

After Song Ji finished eating, he saw that Xu Ting hadn't stopped eating, so he pretended to continue eating slowly. This is the usual rule of their family, and they can't leave the table early.

In the past, Song Ji ate at home alone, and most of them went out to socialize.

It's been a long time since I had dinner with someone in my own restaurant.

Before they knew it, the food on the table was wiped out by both of them, leaving only some soup.

Xu Ting cleared the table, but Song Ji said no need to take it away, just let it go, and Auntie will take it away when she comes to make breakfast tomorrow morning.

The aunt of Song Ji's family lives in a one-story house next to the villa.

Usually, he would go back to rest after cooking, and he didn't live in the main building, because Song Ji felt that it was a little awkward for him to be a big man living with his aunt.

Xu Ting is a bit of a clean freak, and always feels that leaving dirty dishes there overnight will breed a lot of bacteria.

"It's okay, I'll wash and find something to do."

Song Ji knows that he loves cleanliness too much and doesn't like dirty house.

Although it is not etiquette to ask a friend who is new on the first day to wash the dishes,

But he didn't want to do it himself, which was different from the politeness of washing dishes at Xu Xu's house.

Song Ji thinks that since there is an aunt who can wash, it's fine to leave it overnight.

Since Xu Ting couldn't stand it, let him wash it and let him do something, lest he feel that he is living for nothing.

Song Ji went to the sofa in the living room and sat down, turned on the TV and waited for Xu Ting while watching.

Xu Ting quickly washed the dishes, wiped his hands and walked out.

Seeing that he was done, Song Ji led him upstairs.

The corridor on the second floor is facing the living room. Standing on it, you can see the layout of the entire living room at a glance.

There were six or seven rooms in the corridor, and the door of the room closest to the stairs was open.

You can see the fitness equipment inside, and there is also a lot of space, which should be used by Song Ji for fitness.

The one in the middle is the study room, where Song Ji usually stays after work.

Going further in, there is a wall covering the side that looks like the living room, and the privacy is stronger than the previous few rooms.

A few scattered rooms are distributed on the left and right sides.

Song Ji took Xu Ting to the penultimate room on the left and stopped, and opened the door for him.

Xu Ting's luggage was placed by the door, it must have been delivered by the driver.

"Kuan, you live in this room these days. Auntie has already tidied it up. Everything is new and washed."

Song Ji pointed to the penultimate room in front of him again.

"That's my bedroom. If you need to find me, it's not in the study, it's in the bedroom."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Xu Ting agreed.

He looked at Song Ji's bedroom door, which was tightly closed, and wondered what Song Ji's room would be like.

But Song Ji didn't seem to want to show him around now, so naturally he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

Xu Ting turned his head and began to look at his own room.

The room is quite spacious, about fifty square meters.

Different from the luxury on the first floor, it is simple and clean.

It is mainly decorated in three tones of black, white and gray, with a huge double bed in the middle.

The sheets are also a simple black and grey.

There is a closed door on the right hand side of the door, which should be an indoor toilet.

The outermost part of the room is a wide balcony, from which you can slightly see the scenery of the front yard.

Song Ji asked Xu Tingman if he was satisfied, and if he needed anything else.

Xu Lilian said very good, very good, thank you.

Of course, he has no dissatisfaction with such a guest room.

Song Ji also said that there is an open-air swimming pool in the backyard, and it is dark now, so he will take Xu Ting to see it tomorrow.

If you are not afraid of the cold and want to swim, you can swim.

In fact, Xu Ting would definitely not go swimming, he is a landlubber.

Don't say it's cold, even if the weather is warm, he won't go into the water.

However, it is a bit embarrassing to say that such a big person can't swim.

He vaguely agreed, embarrassed to tell Song Ji the truth.

Song Ji didn't go in either, and left him to clean up after he ordered it.

He was about to leave when Xu Ting called to stop him.

Song Ji stood where he was, watching Xu Ting go in and took out a gift box from the suitcase and handed it to him.