It was the first time for Fang Hao to enter the villa community of Pearl Garden.

When he walked inside, the first thing he did was to take out his mobile phone and take pictures.

In addition to taking pictures of the buildings in this villa area, there are some selfies, but unfortunately I didn't bring a selfie stick, and the selfie is a little imperfect.

This is a rare opportunity and a must to take a photo opportunity.

All sides, all corners.

He was not in such a hurry to go to the 32nd.

It didn't take long for dozens of photos to take before I put away my phone contentedly and went to find the 32nd.

Each villa has its own house number, which is easy to find.

Villa No. 32 is a three-story villa, the yard is surrounded by an iron fence, and there is a loquat tree in the east and west corners of the yard, which was planted in the year when Shan Rou's husband died, and it is now like a pavilion.

However, now is not the season to eat loquats, you can only see clusters of flowers on the trees, and then green leaves.

Fang Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and thought to himself: "If you come back in May next year, there should be a lot of loquat to eat." ”

Shan Rou was not in the courtyard, and after she saw Fang Hao coming over on the balcony on the second floor, she walked down the stairwell.

When he arrived at the door, Fang Hao was already standing in front of the gate of the iron fence.

She held a remote control in her hand, pressed it, and the iron fence gate retreated to both sides.

"Come in. She beckoned to Fang Hao.

Fang Hao walked in, and the first thing he saw were the two luxury cars parked in the garage in the courtyard.

One is a Maserati and the other is a BMW.

He doesn't know exactly what kind of model it is, but it looks expensive.

Thinking about Guo Miaomiao's collision with a domestic car with a price of more than 100,000 yuan, I couldn't help but sigh: "This is the gap!"

I thought that Guo Miaomiao was already very rich, she had a house and a car in Pengcheng, as well as shares in the company, and a salary of tens of thousands of yuan a month.

But compared to Shan Rou, the proprietress of the house, it is far worse.

For a while, he thought that if he could have a life like Guo Miaomiao, he would be satisfied.

But when I saw Shan Rou, I felt that I still had to be Shan Rou to be a winner in life.

Living in a single-family villa, with two luxury cars, and a brand store, with a net worth of at least 100 million, if you want to go to the store, you can go to the store, and if you don't want to go to the store, you can also take beautiful pictures of the opposite sex.

Shan Rou was wearing a dressing gown, and she was wearing that dressing gown, and she didn't even have that piece of Rolex with her.

She didn't walk out of the door of the hall on the first floor, she stood at the door and smiled at Fang Hao and said:

"You came so early, I thought you were going to come an hour or two late, and I was sleeping, and I heard that you were coming, and I didn't have time to put on my clothes, so I could only wear a nightgown, don't mind. ”

"It doesn't matter. Fang Hao also said with a smile.

Of course it doesn't matter, don't say it's just wearing a dressing gown, even if he doesn't even wear a dressing gown, he won't mind.

Seeing this white, tender and plump woman, thinking of the photos she posted in the circle of friends, Fang Hao suddenly had a feeling of swaying in his heart.

Walking in, Shan Rou took a pair of slippers and put them in front of him, and said with a smile, "Let's change the shoes first." ”

Fang Hao stood in front of her, watching Shan Rou bend down and put down her slippers, and the collar of her pajamas, which was tied with only a strap, suddenly separated when she squatted, revealing a lot of content.

The content is very plump.

There was an exclamation from the bottom of my heart: "Damn! Vacuum-packed!"

Hurriedly looked away.

Then, I found that when Shan Rou squatted, the hem of the nightgown was also separated, revealing a pair of white legs.

Looking a little deeper, his heart suddenly jumped, and he quickly moved away, hesitating: "Should I remind her that the thread has dropped?"

After thinking about it, I still didn't say it - who knows if the thread that was exposed was the end of the line?

In the sound of a violent heartbeat, he tried his best to control his emotions, kept a smile on his face, took off his shoes, put on the slippers, and did not show timidity.

Shan Rou stood up straight, smiled and said, "I put those clothes on the second floor, you can come with me." ”

Turning around, he took Fang Hao and walked towards the second floor.

The building area of this villa is not small, there is a living room on the first floor, a dining room, a kitchen, and a sports room, and then there is a room for a nanny to live.

Shan Rou lives on the second floor, and her daughter lives on the third floor, both of which have a very spacious space.

- Originally, both mother and daughter lived on the second floor, but now her daughter, who is in middle school, is in a rebellious period, and there are some conflicts with her, so she moved to the third floor.

There are balconies on the 2nd and 3rd floors, and that balcony is larger than the dormitory where Fang Hao lives in the property company.

Shan Rou led Fang Hao to a study and said, "Let's shoot here." ”

Recently, the study room has been quite large, there are several large bookcases, which are full of books, and a heavy atmosphere of knowledge has come to his face, which makes Fang Hao, who graduated from high school, feel very uncomfortable.

In this study, he also saw a few bronzes and a few large vases, and he didn't know if they were crafts or antiques, but he felt that they were quite valuable anyway.

"All the things in here are set up by my husband," Shan Rou explained to him, "I don't usually come here, I'm not a person who likes to read, but I ask my aunt to come and clean up every week." ”

"What did your husband do?" Fang Hao couldn't help but ask curiously.

"He, do you remember the shop I opened? Han Gentry Men's Clothing, that's what he founded. Shan Rou said.

Fang Hao gasped - the wife of a designer clothing founder, no wonder she is so rich.

said: "Then aren't you the proprietress of Han Gentry's men's clothing now?"

"Not for a long time," Shan Judo, "I don't know how to do business, and I don't want to do business." After my husband died, he let his brother-in-law manage the company, and I just had a little stake in that company, and then I could sell it at cost price and get a little pocket money. ”

It turned out that her husband was dead, no wonder she claimed to be a lonely woman. ”

Fang Hao thought.

apologized to Shan Rou: "I'm so sorry, I didn't know that your husband had passed away, and it reminded you of your sadness." ”

"No, I'm not sad," Shan Rou said with a smile, "The death of a husband who is more than 30 years older than me can't be regarded as a sad thing." ”

There was really no trace of sadness in her eyes, but there was some smugness.

He is in his thirties.

Fang Hao somewhat understood.

For Shan Rou, that really can't be regarded as a sad thing, it is equivalent to the fact that the investment of many years has finally paid off, which can be regarded as a happy event.