The old house of the Shang family in Donghai City.

This is a huge manor that stretches for tens of thousands of square meters, garden villas, rockery lakes, patchwork, and the continuous buildings are like ancient palaces, magnificent.

Being able to have such a place as a house in Donghai City, where every inch of land is valuable, is enough to show the strong financial resources of the Shang family.

On the road leading to the manor, a row of luxury cars drove slowly, and the black openwork gate opened automatically, and the car bypassed the manicured lawn and finally stopped in front of the main hall.

Liu Yong got out of the car first, bent down to open the car door, Shang Chengjun walked down, and then Zhao Xuan. He tilted his head curiously at the palace-like house made of white marble in front of him, and the servants who stood on either side and bowed.

Shang Chengjun took his hand and walked into the palatial hall, where various precious oil paintings and some precious porcelain were hung on the walls on both sides, and the center was a simple design of bright yellow sofa, surrounded by a rectangular glass coffee table, comfortable and generous.

Further on, the hall divides into three corridors, each leading to a different place.

Shang Chengjun sat on the sofa, and the maid quickly brought the tea set, and the bright red tea poured out of the purple sand teapot, clear and bright.

After taking the car all the way, Zhao Xuan was indeed a little thirsty, so he took it and tasted it, the tea was not hot or cold, the temperature was just right, and the entrance was fragrant and sweet.

"Are you hungry?" Shang Chengjun asked.

Zhao Xuan shook his head: "Grandpa, where do I sleep at night?"

"I've already asked someone to clean up your bedroom, Liu Yong, you take him over to wash up, and let someone deliver food in half an hour!"

Liu Yong promised: "Little master, please come with me!"

Walking along the corridor on the left, to a spiraling staircase, Liu Yong led Zhao Xuan up to the second floor, and then through three doors and two living rooms.

Along the way, Zhao Xuan didn't care much about those precious objects, but looked at the dense door and was a little dizzy.

"Little master, this is your bedroom!"

Zhao Xuan walked in, and the first feeling was that it was big. This is an en-suite, with a living room on the outside and a bedroom on the inside, adding up to hundreds of square meters and fully furnished.

Liu Yong opened the bedroom door, Zhao Xuan looked at it, the decoration was biased towards warm colors, there was a huge bed with a width of five meters in the center, even if he rolled ten times on it, he would never fall down, there was a wool carpet under the bed, and there was a floor-to-ceiling window on the left, at this time the window was completely open, and the soft sunlight poured in, illuminating the entire space.

There was a knock on the door suddenly, and the maid brought a new set of clothes, and Liu Yong put the clothes on the side of the bed: "I'm waiting for you outside the door!"

Zhao Xuan sat on the wide bed in a daze.

In his last life, he was an orphan, he was hungry when he was a child, he survived the hard days, and when he grew up, he joined the work, and his income was okay, but he did not get rid of the habit of saving, he went to eat and drink, and most of his salary was sent back to the orphanage.

After passing through, although he was full and warm, he was also an ordinary person, so he had never enjoyed the life of a rich son, and now he looked at this strange and luxurious room, and he was really uncomfortable.

But he had to adapt because his identity had changed!

With a sigh, Zhao Xuan slowly stood up and walked into the bathroom to take a bath.

Liu Yong seemed to know his height and size, and the new clothes were not big or small, Zhao Xuan changed his clothes and walked out, wiped his hair with a towel, Liu Yong stepped forward and said: "There is a hair dryer here, I will help you dry it!"

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, little master, this is what I should do!"

The wind blew through the soft short hair, and Zhao Xuan suddenly asked, "Steward Liu, did you take care of your mother when she was a child?"

Liu Yong's movements paused slightly, he didn't expect him to ask this, and then said: "Before Miss was ten years old, it was Mrs...... That is, your grandmother took care of Miss personally, but unfortunately Mrs. was frail, had a serious illness, and unfortunately passed away, so the master asked me to take care of Miss's daily life!"

"What was my mother like when she was a child?" Zhao Xuan asked curiously.

Liu Yong's eyes flashed with memories: "Miss was very naughty when she was a child, climbing trees to catch birds, going into the water to catch fish, she did all of this, like a little boy, Mrs. never restrained her, when she was there, the old house was always very lively." It's a pity that after the death of Madame, the young lady suddenly became silent and rarely smiled again!"

Liu Yong turned off the hair dryer, helped him cut his hair, and said, "Little master, dinner is ready, let's go over!"

Zhao Xuan nodded and followed him downstairs.

In the spacious dining room, Shang Chengjun was already waiting, sitting on the main seat, reading documents.

"Grandpa!" Zhao Xuan shouted obediently.

Shang Chengjun looked at him, the hand-made small suit was extremely appropriate and exquisite, and the boy lined was handsome and extraordinary, and at the same time a little more extravagant.

He nodded and put down the papers: "Let's eat!"

On the long dining table, a layer of white cloth was spread, and the maid walked in in an orderly manner with a plate, putting various dishes on the table, exuding an attractive aroma.

Shang Chengjun eats very quietly, no matter what he eats, he has no expression on his face, he can't see joy or anger, and the majesty that he exudes all the time makes the servants cautious, and they don't even dare to breathe loudly.

For a while, only the slight crunch of chopsticks remained in the restaurant, and it was deserted.

Zhao Xuan thought about it, suddenly picked up a shrimp, put it into Shang Chengjun's bowl under the shocked look of the servant next to him, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, this is delicious, you can taste it!"

Shang Chengjun's eyes were calm and he ate slowly.

Zhao Xuan made persistent efforts and continued to clip him, the chef of the Shang family is no worse than that of a star-rated hotel, and the dishes are full of color, aroma and deliciousness.

The relationship between people takes time to cultivate, and family affection is no exception, he has a natural blood relationship with his grandfather, Zhao Xuan believes that as long as he takes the initiative to get close, there will be a response.

After eating, it was already late, Shang Chengjun was going to the study to deal with the documents, and when he was leaving, he asked Zhao Xuan: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head: "No, I'm used to sleeping by myself!"

Shang Chengjun nodded: "Call the maid if you have something, or find Liu Yong!"

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, the sun was shining, and the weather was rare.

Zhao Xuan had breakfast and proposed to go around, and Shang Chengjun asked Liu Yong to accompany him.

Walking out of the vestibule, you will see a vast meadow with greenery, walk to the left along the stone path, enter a garden with a variety of flowers and a pleasant fragrance, and in the middle of the garden, a small river flows slowly, the water is clear, and you can see small fish swimming slowly.

There was a cleaning servant on the side of the road, and when they saw him bowing and saluting, they obviously knew his identity.

Zhao Xuan walked across the wooden bridge, not far from a lake, two townhouses built near the lake, with a simple design.

Liu Yong introduced: "The garden was designed by my wife, who often took her to the lake to fish when she was alive, and rested in the villa in the summer!"

Zhao Xuan listened carefully, and the two walked across the lake to the back garden of the old house, which was surrounded by a large woods, and in the center was a flat meadow.

"For a while, Miss was clamoring to learn how to ride a horse, and this place was originally going to raise horses for her, but then Mrs. fell ill and died, and Miss didn't mention it again, and it has been deserted!"

There is also a small playground next to it, and in the distance, the trees are dense and you can see the tall fence.

Zhao Xuan walked all morning, and finally walked through the entire old mansion, which was too big, not like a home at all, but like a manor, and there were many servants along the way, each performing their duties.