"It's already at your doorstep!" Xiang Xiaoyuan said hesitantly.

Lan Shaoqi was shocked.

However, surveillance did show that a black Santana 2000 was parked outside the courtyard of his villa.

Cheng Hao put down the car window and lit a cigarette, sneered and spit out, and teased at the surveillance camera: "Young Master Lan, it's not interesting enough! We've all arrived, why don't you invite us in and sit?"

"This stinky girl!" Lan Shaoqi scolded angrily in his heart.

Let her bring the documents, how did she bring Cheng Hao?

Lan Shaoqi couldn't have imagined that this girl would be so bold as to bring Cheng Hao over directly, and when he saw Cheng Hao's smug expression, he couldn't help but be angry.

He didn't understand, he couldn't figure it out, Cheng Hao's face was filled with such an expression?

He had a premonition that Xiaoyuan would fail, and he also thought that Cheng Hao would come to him, but he never imagined that Cheng Hao would come at this time and still bring this stinky girl with him.

They came to themselves together in high spirits.

"Young Master...... They ......," the security guard asked timidly as he looked at Lan Shaoqi, who was pale, and whispered.

Lan Shaoqi could only wave his hand, and the huge carved iron door slowly opened.

The car drove into the courtyard, and Xiang Xiaoyuan's eyes widened curiously, and his mouth was also wide open, unable to close.

There were only two words on the face: shock.

The sprawling courtyard is surrounded by giant sycamores and silver cedars, and cars wind their way along a stone-paved driveway through a carpet-like lawn.

Until stopping in front of a European-style mansion.

The imitation Romanesque statue at the entrance of the mansion clearly depicts the appearance of the sea god drinking and feasting. Water poured down from the marble waiter's aloft wine vessels, natural and atmospheric.

Xiao Yuan's whole person stayed there, dumbfounded.

For the first time, she understood what it meant to have a deep courtyard and what it meant to be a wealthy family.

Cheng Hao looked back and saw Xiao Yuan's demeanor, and his heart moved slightly.

Recalling the frightened look on her face when he first saw her, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smile in his eyes.

Xiao Yuan suddenly saw Cheng Hao's eyes, and felt that he must be laughing at himself again, so he couldn't help blushing and lowered his head to follow quickly.

This villa is so big and luxurious, so big and magnificent, Cheng Hao's villa can only be regarded as a mini type compared to it.

The baroque décor is exquisitely luxurious but not deliberate, and some seemingly casual embellishments are also like a stroke of genius. The bronze floor and the wooden handrails of the staircase inadvertently reveal the traces of time slipping on it.

It is said that three generations can cultivate a nobleman, recalling Lan Shaoqi's style, it is indeed incomparable to Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao can't become a nobleman in his generation, at most he can only be regarded as an upstart.

The servant led them into a reception room, where Lan Shaoqi was already waiting.

He crossed his feet, his slender fingers intertwined, seemingly careless, and his narrow phoenix eyes added a hint of uneasiness with his characteristic disdain. For this already beautiful man, it adds a touch of evil flavor.

"Sit!" Lan Shaoqi didn't get up, just stretched out his hand.

Obviously, his behavior caused Cheng Hao's dissatisfaction, and Cheng Hao sat directly at the farthest end of the long table without speaking, and also stared at him with a pair of starry eyes.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the two of them were secretly competing as if they were practicing qigong, and neither of them spoke.

Xiao Yuan, who was sitting next to Cheng Hao, didn't know what was going on at all, she looked at Lan Shaoqi, and then turned her head to see that Cheng Hao didn't understand what they were doing.

Is this the show that brought her to see?

It's too boring, isn't it?