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Every Friday, after twelve o'clock, the night of bloom is very bizarre.

Zoro has always had an almost paranoid love for odd numbers, and the box numbers he chooses usually end in 3 or 7.

The box tonight is number 17.

Xia Chen wore a blue and green checkered long-sleeved shirt and swayed into the box. You found Zhuo Luo, who was hugging the cold beauty from the day before yesterday, and had a good chat with him, and threw the key into his arms: "You take the car by yourself. Drive back, I'm leaving."

Zhuo Luo was confused, and asked after him: "Isn't this car well kept at your house? Why give it back to me?"

"I don't live there recently, so don't look for me there." Xia Chen's expression was calm.

"Then where do you live?" Zoro was even more confused.

The corners of Xia Chen's lips raised, and he smiled brightly: "Of course I'm staying at my 'employer''s house."

On Saturday morning, Lu Zhixu drove his own Skoda, took Xia Chen and his luggage to his home, Xu Xu, as an intermediary, also followed in the car.

Lu Yaoren had to get up early on the big weekend, with an unhappy expression on his face, looking at the road expressionlessly.Xu Xu was sitting in the back seat. He was always a peacemaker. Seeing that the atmosphere was not very good, he hurriedly found a topic and asked Lu Zhixu, "Why didn't the baby come with you?"

"He hasn't woken up yet!" Lu Zhixu's expression became even uglier - the baby ran to his room at six o'clock today and knocked on the door, yelling "Dad get up, hurry up and pick up Brother Fruit", he lost sleepiness from the noise, He picked up the kid and slapped his butt twice, threw him into his own bedroom, locked the bedroom door behind him, and drove out the door full of resentment.

"Baby always wakes up early..." Xu Xu was a little puzzled.

"He's very lazy at home, he often sleeps until twelve o'clock!" Lu Zhixu didn't have any psychological pressure when spreading rumors.

You were the one who slept until twelve o'clock... Xu Xu secretly slandered.

The gray Haorui car went around the south gate of C University, and drove all the way to the south of the city. After 15 minutes, it drove into Martha's Manor located in the south of C University.

Even Xia Chen couldn't be a little surprised at this moment.

Martha's Manor is a villa community developed by Zhuo Luo's elder brother Young Master Zhuo a few years ago. Young Master Zhuo has always been used to big money. Martha's Manor has an initial capital of over [-] million. Came from Beijing to sit in town, when the real estate market was in a downturn, the mainstream media joked that Zhuo Dashao was a lone hero who broke the boat, but five years later, Zhuo Dashao became the all-powerful king of Chu in the real estate market.Martha's Manor has also become the king's crown of Young Master Zhuo.Until today, there are still many real estate developers trying to follow suit.

Regardless of the rest, Xia Chen was just surprised. With the salary of a lecturer at C University, how did Lu Zhixu buy a villa in such a city where every inch of land is expensive?

The Skoda drove into Martha's Manor in a low-key manner, drove along the boulevard, and finally drove into the garage of a western-style villa.

Xia Chen got out of the car, stood in front of this gorgeous duplex villa, narrowed his eyes.

Long before the approval procedures for Martha's Manor came down, he was fortunate enough to meet Young Master Zhuo explaining his design concept for Martha's Manor to Zhuo Luo in Zhuo's house. One word was always mentioned: free.

This free is of course not free, but freedom. Xia Chen understood it at the time, but he didn't know why the houses here can be sold in many villa communities in the same city and in the same area until he actually stood in Martha's Manor. Double the price of others.

In fact, the reason is very simple, not the "[-]-square-meter community lake, [-]-square-meter leisure club..." as advertised back then, nor is it a Victorian, Montreal, or Tudor-style Martha In the manor.

It's because the distance between villas in Martha's Manor is several times that of others.

Every villa is surrounded by countless plants. The yards of the villas are separated by black iron carved railings. The lawns are beautiful and seem quite livable.

Wearing a slim black suit, Lu Zhixu walked up the steps in front of the villa, but found no one following behind, turned around impatiently, frowned and said, "Come in, don't stand outside. "

Xu Xu hurriedly said "hmm", afraid of Xia Chen's embarrassment, he joked, "Every time I come here, I will be jealous of this guy's house..."

Xia Chen smiled, did not answer, but followed.

Although he is not prominent in the family, he has inherited his parents' inheritance and has money in a Swiss bank, so he is not intimidated by the house in Martha's Manor.

The interior decoration of the villa is very beautiful, a bit of Victorian style. It is a duplex building. In front of the living room is the dining room. There is a glass door with roses and cherub patterns. The stairs go up from the left side of the living room. Because there is a baby at home, the stairs It is not the log staircase that is popular nowadays, but a beige marble staircase with a wool carpet on it, soft lighting in the living room, a beige leather sofa, and a Brazilian wood tree between the doorways of the large and small bedrooms on the right. .

Lu Zhixu threw the key on the shoe rack in the entrance, dragged his small suit while entering the door, and gave a few instructions: "Your bedroom is upstairs, there are two guest bedrooms, you can choose one at will. Next to your bedroom is the audio-visual room, choose a computer in it and put it in your bedroom, I don’t have a TV at home.”

Before Xia Chen could answer, Boss Lu had already untied the collar of his shirt, lay down on the sofa and pretended to be dead, and the baby's white bear dolls and brown bear dolls were all pushed to the ground by him.

Xu Xu smoothed things over a little helplessly: "Xiaochen, let me help you carry your luggage up first..."

Xia Chen smiled at him, the two walked upstairs together, Xia Chen walked in front, and stopped just as he stepped on the stairs.

He turned his face and looked at the small bedroom.

The morning sun was streaming through the cracks in the shutters, and there was silence now.

There was a small, tender voice coming from the direction of the small bedroom.

The baby was lying on the door of his bedroom, like the Red Army waiting to meet the revolutionary comrades, crying happily and eagerly: "Brother Fruit! Brother Fruit! You are here!!!"