"Tu Lao Mao!" Dongfang Huo Wu couldn't help but say.

In the upper circles of Kyoto, there is a saying that if you don't know the Song family, it means that your business is not big enough, and if you don't know the people of the Oriental family, it means that you are not high-grade enough.

In addition to having a deep influence in the military and political circles, the Oriental Home is also known as a weather vane in the art world, with artists such as the Oriental Grand Prince, antique-level masters in charge, and the Oriental Home has established several strong design and decoration companies, covering the decoration design of high-end apartments, hotels, and guesthouses throughout Kyoto.

If ordinary people build a new building and can invite someone from the Oriental Company to decorate it, then the price can be twice as high when the house is sold in the future.

With such an honor, the Oriental family has virtually become the guest of honor of a big family in Kyoto. After all, in these days, those who only show money are called nouveau riche, and they embellish themselves with works of art and antiques, which is called high-end bullying.

"Yes, you are not dirty, you are not mainstream!" Guan Yu sneered at each other without showing weakness, this girl, dressed up with bells and whistles, and said that she was old, and she didn't know what to think.

"What do you say? You dare to say that I am not mainstream!"

Dongfang Huowu hates others saying that she is not mainstream, and she immediately looks like a fried hen, and she is about to rush over to Guan Yu with her teeth and claws.

Because Dongfang Mu is here, Guan Yu still plans to restrain a little, it can be seen that Dongfang Mu doesn't care about it, and there is even a trace of the taste of you being casual and I don't care about it. He suddenly stopped being polite, raised his hand and smiled: "Alas, this hand is itchy again, I have to find something to pat and slap!"

Dongfang Huowu subconsciously covered her delicate buttocks and glared at him hatefully.

Dongfang Mu laughed when he saw this: "Guan Yu, Guan Yu, my sister is brutal and willful, no one can subdue her, I didn't expect to be in front of you, but she is obedient like a little white rabbit." It seems that I can rest assured in the future!"

"What are you relieved of!" Guan Yu was a little puzzled, he and Dongfang Huowu were not related, and after meeting this time, he didn't know if he would have a chance to meet again next time!

Jiang Ziqi was expressionless on the side, but he was thinking in his heart, did Guan Yu really not see it, or did he not see it?

"Okay, I've been standing outside for so long, let's go in and talk!" With that, Dongfang Mu pushed open the courtyard door and invited Guan Yu and Jiang Ziqi in.

It seems that the old prince in the past was quite able to enjoy it!

Guan Yu entered this courtyard, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, look here, look there, look strange. Seeing this, Dongfang Huowu was even more disdainful.

However, this can't be blamed on Guan Yu, the place where Dongfang Mu lives, in the eyes of outsiders, is in tatters, there are broken rocks and tiles everywhere, but people who know a little bit about the doorway inside can see that every wood used to build a house here is made of Guinan's pear blossom wood, this kind of wood, although not as expensive as golden silk nanmu and ebony, but it is also extremely luxurious to build a house.

If it were placed in ancient times, only people from the top of the three grades were qualified to build houses with this kind of wood, and they would definitely not be able to build such a large room.

Not only that, but even the floor is covered with marble, and it is conceivable that this dilapidated courtyard in the eyes of outsiders is not only of great historical value, but even if it is cost, it is not comparable to many villas now.

Guan Yu thought in his heart, if he had money one day, he would have to build a house like this, this is low-key luxury and connotation!

"Let's go, Boss Guan!" Seeing that Guan Yu was still looking left and right, Jiang Ziqi couldn't help but remind.

Guan Yu came back to his senses and followed into the house.

"Dad, Mom, this is the Guan Yu I told you! This is the son of Lieutenant General Jiang, Jiang Ziqi. Entering the room, Dongfang Mu pointed to a couple who were somewhat similar to his sisters.

"Mr. Dongfang, Mrs. Dongfang, hello!" Guan Yu has known Dongfang Mu since yesterday, and he has not had time to understand Dongfang Mu until now, so he only knows that these two people are Dongfang Mu's parents, but he doesn't know anything else.

Dongfang Hai glanced at Guan Yu, nodded, and said, "Sit down!"

Guan Yu was not polite, and sat down directly opposite him.

"No politeness!" muttered to Dongfang Huowu.

Damn, I'm rude? Your father asked me to sit, am I still standing stupidly? Guan Yu was so angry, if it weren't for the presence of the Dongfang couple, he really wanted to drag the girl Dongfang Huowu over and slap him a few more times on his little buttocks.

Seeing that his eyes were always looking at him, Dongfang Huowu subconsciously took a step back and said, "What do you want to do?"

Guan Yu rolled his eyes, he couldn't care about Dongfang Mu and his parents, and said angrily: "What can I do?" When he said this, instead of looking away, his eyes were more unscrupulous and looked at Dongfang Huowu's upright buttocks.

"You, you, you, I warn you, don't think about bad ideas, or ......"

Guan Yu said, "What else?"

At this moment, he had completely forgotten that there were still three people in this room, Dongfang Mu and Dongfang and his wife.

Dongfang Huowu was stared at by Guan Yu, and he didn't say anything for a long time, so he had to turn his head and coquettish to his mother: "Mom, you see him bullying me, you don't care! And the eldest brother is too, my sister is not as important as his friends!"

"Hahaha......" Finally, Dongfang Hai, who had been expressionless, couldn't help laughing loudly, "Interesting, interesting! Young man, Mu'er said that you are very good, but I still don't believe it! Now I believe it! Young man, you have a future, I am optimistic about you!"

I'll go, what the is this!!) Guan Yu listened in a fog.

Dongfang Mu said at the right time: "Guan Yu, let's go to another room and talk!"

Guan Yu didn't want to be glared at by Dongfang Huowu here, nodded, and followed him to another room.

This room is full of all kinds of vases and many calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, and it is obvious that this room is made of Oriental wood.

"Guan Yu, I came to you today, in fact, it's nothing, just invite you to drink tea and chat, you don't have to be restrained, just treat this place as your own home!"

Dongfang Mu poured a cup of tea for Guan Yu and Jiang Ziqi, Guan Yu didn't react, but Jiang Ziqi was a little flattered, and the dignified Dongfang Gongzi poured tea for people, which is probably the first time in the entire Kyoto circle.

Everyone knows that the eldest son of the Dongfang family is a noble person, except for the elders, no matter how big the person is, he has never heard of him pouring tea for others.