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On the day the production crew returned to S City, it was already 4 pm when they got off the plane and it was raining. Everyone disbanded early and made an appointment to meet up with the production crew directly the next day to continue filming.

Feng Yao called Edward and asked Qi Jia to go home with him, saying that there would be a three-party confrontation.

His house is in a single-family villa area in Central. When the car drove into the entrance of the community, Qi Jia felt that the whole world was quiet. The driveway was lined with trees, and the natural stone walls isolated patches of intriguing independence. In this area, you can’t see any privacy, but you can only see the faint roofs of villas. The styles are as diverse as buildings from all over the world. This is probably the case for the so-called city without dust. It is so luxurious and rare, it is no wonder that it has become a paradise that countless people dream of.

Qi Jia leaned on the car window and praised, feeling that the sky here is a bit bluer than outside, and his dick temperament was fully displayed. He didn't realize his embarrassment until the driver couldn't help but burst out laughing. He turned his head and saw, Feng Yao's eyes were about to roll to Tianlinggai.

"Cough, it's good, it's good..." But since he was a child, he has recognized the reality clearly, and has drawn a gap called self-knowledge between himself and the rich. Said, "Feng Yingdi, how much is the house here?"

"The average price is [-] million."

"Oh……"

Forget it, I really can't talk anymore.

After a while the car drove through the gate.

A huge building in American modern style stands in front of you. It is composed of several well-arranged rectangular buildings. There is a small villa next to the big villa, which is naturally separated by several trees of different heights. In front of the house is a large area of ​​neatly trimmed green On the lawn, there is a huge open-air swimming pool and jacuzzi embedded on the left side. There are various exquisite decorations in other places. The overall vision is very open, and a circle of tall and dense trees on the outermost side wraps this large private area. Secret and remote.

Qi Jia stood on the steps of the villa and looked into the distance, and couldn't help sighing: "How big is this..."

"The house is more than 1000 square meters, covering a total of four acres." Feng Yao rolled his eyes again and said.

"What?! Just farming at home can support a whole family!" Qi Jia smacked her lips, and suddenly remembered the Mary Sulei sentence on the Internet that "the president charged my bus card with 2 million yuan", And then once again realized the small and cramped underlying structure of oneself.

Shen Wenle is the richest around him. He has never been to Shen's house. After Shen Wenle moved out, he only bought a 150-square-foot high-rise apartment. Although the food and clothing are casual, they are far from shocking. Unexpectedly, Feng Yao would live in such a large place by himself.

"Do you still have an old garden house worth hundreds of millions in S City? I read it in gossip magazines."

"It was given by my grandfather, but I don't like old bungalows. The trouble of maintenance is so small, and it's not comfortable to live in."

"So big or small? You are alone, can you live here?"

"You control me, I like spaciousness."

Well, it's really none of his business, Qi Jia laughed at himself inwardly, and finally teased: "Why aren't there two rows of housekeepers and maids coming to welcome you at the gate?"

"What's wrong with you!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The outside of the villa is extravagant and spacious, and the inside is even more amazing. The first impression when stepping into the living room is that it is still big, very big, so big that Qi Jia feels that only by roaring can he communicate normally, and maybe there will be an echo.The style is as concise and modern as the exterior. The colors are paved with large areas of white, dark gray, and maroon, and tough and neat line designs can be seen everywhere.

But Qi Jia has already been stimulated too much today, and Grandma Liu's heart is tired. When she sat on the sofa, she no longer had the energy to marvel. She just thought secretly that this kind of decoration is not angry at all.

After Edward arrived, the three sat in the living room. Food, hot tea, and milk had already been placed on the table.

Feng Yao opened his mouth first: "Edward, tell me about what happened back then."

Edward innocently said, "What's the matter?"

"Still pretending to be stupid? Did Qi Jia really spread rumors to slander me? Did you use my name to trouble him?"

Edward looked at Feng Yao, then at Qi Jia, estimated the situation in front of him, then showed an indifferent expression, and said leisurely: "OK, it seems that you already know."

"What exactly is your master thinking?"

"Master, you know, the master just wants you to go home."

"Then he might as well make up a shocking scandal. What's the point of using a small group of actors who don't know how to write a name?"

"It's just a matter of luck. If Shen Wenle hadn't intervened, Qi Jia probably wouldn't have graduated. Under our aggressiveness, he had nowhere to go. Then a kind media suddenly appeared and offered to help him speak out..."

Qi Jia was dumbfounded, and Feng Yao's face also darkened at a visible speed: "Wait, the negative news that didn't exist before, the ones that you said didn't have time to stop, are also produced in this way?"

Edward shrugged his shoulders, the answer was self-evident.He is Feng Yao's father's man, and he calls him Young Master, but he has nothing to be afraid of, and now he knows everything about it.

The two talked more and more, Feng Yao turned over old accounts one by one, and was about to turn them upside down.

But Qi Jia didn't insert a word, he is just a living fossil, a favorable evidence of Feng Yao's confrontation with his father, and even just a dispensable victim, bad luck deserves bad luck.

However, he is a person who is good at self-comfort. Without this, he would not have made a friend like Shen Wenle. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a blessing in disguise, so today it is no longer angry at anyone, but a little pitiful for Feng Yao , such a big man is still under the control of Lao Tzu, and he is still calculating everywhere. The life of the rich is really incomprehensible.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room are designed with adjustable shutters. At this time, the west-slanting sun shines in through the gaps. It shines on the high-grade floor and reflects into Qi Jia's eyes, like a row of shining gold bars.

After hearing the arguments in my ears, they were nothing more than trifles among the parents. After a long time, Qi Jia's curiosity towards the rich faded away. The young master, the master, the grand master... all the quarrels turned into hypnotic white noise, making him sleepy. Drowsy, fell asleep on the sofa after a while.

"Hey, wake up." After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly said.

Qi Jia was woken up by Feng Yao's shaking, and said in a daze, "Is the talk over?"

Feng Yao said: "The talk is over, my dad admitted everything on the phone."

"Oh..." He didn't know what else to do, and he didn't even know what was necessary to come today. Seeing that Edward had already left, he said, "Then I'm leaving?"

Feng Yao showed a slightly hesitant look on his face, looked at the end of the living room, and hesitated a bit: "It's getting late, I haven't had dinner yet."

Qi Jia's sleepy eyes suddenly opened wide, and she jumped up from the soft sofa and said, "You're already home, and you still want me to serve you?! Don't even think about it!"

"Are you going to eat anyway?"

"You have such a big appetite, cooking a meal is comparable to making a big pot of rice, how can it be the same!"

The hotels in the third- and fourth-tier cities in L City have limited conditions. Feng Yao has a big mouth. Since he opened the small stove that day, he has spent 500 yuan every night to buy Qi Jia's supper. He has never missed a day, and he has a large appetite. Bigger, it makes people wonder if it is a special race.

Hearing that he was said to be like a pig, Feng Yao stalked for a moment, snorted and said ambitiously: "My cook cooks much better food than you, I just kindly let you continue to earn extra money."

"I don't want to make money today."

"I don't want to forget it!"

"Then goodbye!"

So what about the golden nest and the silver nest, Qi Jia was deeply afraid that Feng Yao would regret it, so she hurried back to her kennel, made two dishes and one soup, and ate a long-lost home-cooked meal, but it was too long since she cooked it, and she didn't know how much to eat, and her stomach was full There is still a long time left.