Yan Zhen came to the first floor, and as soon as the elevator door opened, a woman greeted her: "Good morning, madam, sir, in the breakfast room." ”

"Hmm. Yan Zhen bowed slightly.

The table in the breakfast room is not big but beautifully decorated. In front of Ling Mo was a half-eaten Western-style breakfast, and the housekeeper Leon was helping him add coffee while reporting some things about the manor.

Seeing Yan Zhen walk in, she hurriedly pulled out the chair opposite Ling Mo: "Madam, please take a seat." ”

"Bring her breakfast. Ling Mo tilted his head at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper quickly walked in with a large tray, placed a bowl of braised duck noodles in white soup in front of Yan Zhen, and then put a few delicate side dishes on the table.

Yan Zhen was a little surprised, she didn't expect to be able to eat snacks from her hometown abroad. She raised her head and looked at Ling Mo.

"Bring two chefs who cook Su cuisine, you can try it and see if you like it. Ling Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Delicious, I loved it. Yan Zhen took a bite of noodles, and the soup was very authentic.

"What do you want to do today?" Ling Mo took a sip of the coffee in front of him, "If you're bored, I can take you to the back horse farm to play." ”

"I want to change my bed. "She doesn't like the bed in the bedroom at all, and when she opens her eyes, it's like waking up from someone else's bed, which is not a wonderful feeling.

"Hmm. Ling Mo nodded, "Tell Leon what you want, and he'll do it." ”

"Hmm. Yan Zhen nodded, eating the noodles seriously.

After breakfast, Yan Zhen threw herself into the renovation of the bedroom. It's really not a good match for a simple bed in such a large bedroom, so she chose and settled on a Chinese-style stepping bed. The bed was also a bit strange in the European furniture of this room, so all the furniture in the bedroom, even the ornaments and lighting, needed to be rematched. Anyway, being idle is boring, Yan Zhen made a decoration plan before lunch, printed it out and handed it to the housekeeper.

Leon looked at the drawings that Madame had given him, and he seemed to have never seen such a bed, where to buy them, and these furniture and antiques? It seems that he had seen it in the museum, and the crux of the problem was that Madame only said in the morning that it would be more convenient to change the bed according to the drawings, and besides, the master bedroom of the castle could not be decorated casually.

The butler held the drawing in his hand and did not immediately start moving, but walked towards the study. Standing at the door of the study, Leon took a deep breath before he dared to knock on the door This design plan Mr. will definitely not agree, so how will he explain to his wife?

"Come in. Ling Mo sat behind a large desk, he wore a white shirt with a structured suit vest and two ornate sapphire cufflinks falling on his wrists, making him look like the ancestors of the Merovingian royal family.

"Sir, Madame asked me to remodel and decorate the bedroom according to this drawing" Leon originally wanted to say the transformation, but in the end he changed to a relatively gentle word.

Ling Mo picked up the drawings, glanced at them, and threw them on the table. Leon was furious.

"What are you still doing in a daze?" Ling Mojian frowned, "The project is so big, why don't you hurry up and customize it, do you want the bedroom to be unusable for a few weeks?"

"What first sir" Leon thought he might be dreaming, how could the gentleman agree to make the bedroom like this?

"Hurry up and go out with your drawings, and in the future, this kind of trivial matter will be handled according to Madame's wishes, and you don't need to ask me again." Ling Mo's face was impatient, and he almost blasted people out.

"Yes sir. The butler picked up the blueprint and exited the study, wiping the cold sweat oozing from the corner of his forehead at the door. Could it be that he has reached the age when he should retire, and he is so slow that he can't tell what is a big thing and what is a small thing?

Because many things need to be shipped from China, the renovation project of the bedroom lasted for a week, during which Yan Zhen also renovated the other rooms by the way, and now this floor where she lives daily is full of Chinese style, Yan Zhen even used a celadon jar to raise a pot of water lilies in the living room.

Yan Zhen is very satisfied with the new bedroom, and since she can't fit in, it can be considered a solution to change it to her liking.

By modifying the bedroom, the servants in the manor became more deferential and cautious towards Yan Zhen, with the degree of favor that Mr. has for Mrs., whoever wants to upset Mrs. is tantamount to looking for death.

Yan Zhen felt a little bored staying in the manor, Ling Mo took her to ride a horse a few times, Yan Zhen felt that her athletic talent was very average, and it was likely that she would not be able to learn and lack interest.

"I teach you personally, how can you not learn. Ling Mo changed his clothes by himself, and chose a shirt, vest, breeches, and riding boots for Yan Zhen, thought about it for a while, and took a helmet.

"If I could, I would like to learn from the teacher. Yan Zhen took the clothes that Ling Mo gave her and began to change her clothes.

"Don't believe in my skills?" Ling Mo's tone was cold.

"I'm afraid that if I don't study well, you'll kill me. Yan Hao poked her head out and grimaced at Ling Mo, "Look, you haven't started learning yet, you're fierce." ”

"Ahem, I won't hurt you. Ling Mo felt that Yan Zhen was interesting and smart now, much cuter than the tame one before.

Yan Zhen changed into a capable riding costume and seemed to be a different person, and her heroic appearance was eye-catching. The housekeeper personally drove a small battery car to send them to the racecourse, the scenery along the way is very beautiful, Leon introduced to Yan Zhen: "This is the vineyard, the racecourse is on the other side of the mountain, and the back is the flower field, the roses that Mr. likes will not bloom until two months, and now it is the season when wild ginger flowers are in full bloom."

After arriving at the horse farm, Ling Mo accompanied Yan Zhen to choose a horse. Leon instructed the steward of the racecourse to prepare snacks and tea for Mr. and Mrs.

When the butler turned back, Ling Mo had already chosen a docile horse for Yan Zhen, first taught Yan Zhen how to get on the horse, and after Yan Zhen sat firmly on the horse, he began to demonstrate how to control the horse with the reins.

"Sir. Leon lowered his head and walked behind Ling Mo.

"Huh?" Ling Mo narrowed his cold eyes slightly, why was he still here, when did Leon become so blind?

After receiving the eye knife from Mr., Leon couldn't help but shudder, and when he heard what he was going to say next, Mr. was afraid that he would be even more angry: "Sir, Mrs. Su Yi also came over to ride a horse today." ”

Ling Mo didn't seem to hear Leon's words, but just gave him a look at why don't you leave. Leon understood what the gentleman meant, and left the racecourse with oil on the soles of his feet.

Although there was no clue on Ling Mo's face, the housekeeper's expression was still a little strange, with a woman's super sixth sense, Yan Zhen felt that this Mrs. Su Yi was very problematic. If this person didn't matter, the housekeeper wouldn't report it to Ling Mo, right?

"Who is Lady Sue? Shouldn't we come for horseback riding?" asked Yan Zhen with some hesitation.

"She's Sebastian's wife, and we don't care about her. Ling Mo turned over and stepped onto a black horse, driving the horse forward, holding Yan Zhen's reins with one hand, afraid that Yan Zhen would be afraid to walk very slowly.

The horses strolling in the grassy valley, and the fragrance of wild ginger flowers in the spring breeze is still quite pleasing to the eye. Not far away is a sea of pure white flowers, and the further you go, the more fragrant the flowers are.

A crisp sound of horses' hooves came from the depths of the flower field, the first thing that caught my eye was a touch of bright red, a graceful woman in a black riding costume riding a white horse, covered with red gauze, light yarn fluttering in the wind with the rhythm of the horse's running, this smart red, seemed to make the whole valley alive.

The red shadow ran in front of Ling Mo and Yan Zhen, and as soon as the woman retracted the reins, the horse immediately stopped and neighed. The woman lifted the red veil covering her face and brushed it behind her casually, revealing a small face with delicate makeup, smiling with crooked eyebrows, as if she had encountered a great joy: "Sir, when did you come back?" ”

Ling Mo's face was gloomy, his head was slightly tilted to the right, and those who were familiar with him could understand at a glance that he was thinking that the other party was his way, and asked her to give way immediately.

Zheng Shuyuan pretended not to understand, and still looked like Yan Yan with a smile: "Well, this is not Miss Yan, you are really getting more and more temperamental!"

said that she is becoming more and more temperamental, and the implication is that she had no temperament before. Yan Zhen admits that she doesn't have the potential of Zheng Shuyuan's drama spirit, and she really can't pretend to be happy to reunite with her old friend, because the days related to Zheng Shuyuan are the darkest time in her life.

Yan Zhen raised her chin slightly and staggered her gaze with Zheng Shuyuan. Ling Mo's face turned a little colder, and he glanced to the side. The bodyguard dressed in black immediately came to Zheng Shuyuan: "Mrs. Suy, please leave here." ”

Zheng Shuyuan was soon invited out of this flower field by bodyguards. Yan Zhen frowned slightly, Zheng Shuyuan was the lady Su Yi in the housekeeper's mouth. What did Ling Mo say just now, "He's Sebastian's wife, don't worry about her" So, a new question arises again, who is Sebastian?

Ever since she saw Zheng Shuyuan, Yan Zhen felt that her chest was holding her breath, and she turned her head and said to Ling Mo, "Can't you let the horse run faster?"

"You want to run before you learn to walk. Ling Mo let go of the reins in his hand, grabbed Yan Zhen's waist with his backhand, and turned sideways with force instantly. Yan Hao's exclamation was still half stuck in her throat, and the person was already sitting firmly in Ling Mo's arms, he hugged her from behind and gently clamped the horse's belly, and the horse trotted up.

Between the rise and fall of the horse's hooves, the soft petals scatter in all directions. The horses ran faster and faster, the surrounding scenery receded rapidly, and the wind became stronger, Yan Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were full of streamers.

The horse galloped around the horse farm and returned to the rest area, Yan Hao was carried off the horse by Ling Mo and put on the ground and felt that her legs were weak, so she could only lean on Ling Mo's arms.