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Or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Fan Wuxian accompanied Boss Zhu for a long time, and then the figures in the political and business circles had a discussion, and he had no interest in continuing to accompany him, but Tong Xiaoyun called and said that he was coming back from West Lake, and he had a little cold, and wanted Fan Wuxian to go over to pick her up.

This kind of thing, Fan Wuxian is naturally duty-bound, so he personally drove a Mercedes-Benz, and a few bodyguards drove three Audis to the West Lake.

When she saw Tong Xiaoyun, her face was a little unsightly, and her body temperature was a little high, Fan Wuxi took her directly to the hospital and hung a bottle of drip, and after half an hour, Tong Xiaoyun's condition was much better, and the fever subsided.

"Aren't you known as a miracle doctor, why did you send me to the hospital?" Tong Xiaoyun was a little unimpressed by the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, and asked with some complaints when she saw Fan Wuxi peeling apples for her there.

Fan Wuxian replied,

"Acupuncture has indications, do you think it's a fairy to grasp it? Is your cold this time caused by a viral infection, or is it a quick drip, you don't want me to prick you with a needle and make holes all over your body, right? ”

"You dare!" Tong Xiaoyun waved her fist and demonstrated to Fan Wuxi. Fan Wuxi peeled the apple, then cut it into small pieces, and fed Tong Xiaoyun with a knife, and then asked,

"After hanging the drip, let's go back to Shanghai?" Tong Xiaoyun said with some worry,

"I've only finished sketching for a short time, and if I go back like this, my homework will be delayed, which is really troublesome."

"But there's nothing you can do when you're sick." Fan Wuxian shrugged his shoulders and said. In fact, Tong Xiaoyun's cold is not very bad, but recently came out to sketch, after all, the open-air environment is a little cold, plus the rest is not good, so it is difficult to continue, if you live at home, eat and drink well.

This little cold is really nothing. Home. Fan Wuxi suddenly remembered, patted his head and smiled,

"Haha. I almost forgot about it, I have a house here in Hangzhou. You just stay and forget it, get some rest, or tomorrow. ”

"Do you have a house in Hangzhou?" Tong Xiaoyun didn't think it was very strange, a super rich master like Fan Wuxi had a few houses here.

It's really a normal thing, I just don't know where the house is.

"I'm just too lazy to run around, how far is your house from the West Lake?" Tong Xiaoyun's place where they live in Hangzhou is about five or six kilometers away from the West Lake, it is not far away, it is not close, and it usually does not feel how far it is, but Tong Xiaoyun has been affected by a cold for a while, and she can't keep her spirits up, so she feels that this journey is really exhausting.

"My house is very close to this side of the West Lake. It's about a five-minute walk to West Lake at most, right? Fan Wuxian thought back to the location of his house.

said to Tong Xiaoyun. It's not that far after a five-minute walk. That is, the appearance of crossing a road, Tong Xiaoyun was very happy after hearing it, it seems that she doesn't have to rush back to Shanghai now, so she said,

"Will you stay with me?" Fan Wuxi suddenly frowned a little, he really didn't know if he could make time, after all, Beijing also needed to coordinate in the past, although it was not necessarily necessary to go, but if he got there, it would be easier to coordinate with CCTV, and if "The Same Song" was done, he would continue to run several new columns in the future.

Tong Xiaoyun saw that Fan Wuxian was a little hesitant, so she said unhappily,

"Forget it, I'll still be in Shanghai!" Fan Wuxian said in his heart, you are back in Shanghai, I still have to go to Beijing!

So he said,

"Do you have any female classmates with you?"

"Of course, there are more than 20 girls. First novel 520," Tong Xiaoyun replied sullenly.

Fan Wuxian couldn't be with her, Tong Xiaoyun felt that she was resting, and she didn't have a good mood.

"How about I have someone clean up the house quickly, and then you female classmates will live with you?" Fan Wuxian made a better suggestion.

Tong Xiaoyun thought about it for a while and felt that this proposal seemed good, but she didn't know what Fan Wuxi's house looked like, so she said,

"Then let's go and see your house first, if you can live, a few of our female teachers can also move here together, anyway, they have to sketch here for more than half a month, if they can live there with you, they can also help them save a sum of money." After hanging the drip, Fan Wuxi took Tong Xiaoyun to his house, and as a result, Fan Wuxi was shocked by such a big scene.

"Is this really your house? How do I feel like I'm a big landlord's old house? At least it's a prime minister's mansion, right? Fan Wuxian shook his head and smiled,

"The Prime Minister's Mansion is much bigger than this, covering an area of at least 100 acres. =Novel 520 debut== "In fact, Fan Wuxi's words are a bit exaggerated, even if it is the mansion of the Qing Dynasty, it only covers an area of more than 70 acres, which is the result of the expansion of Prince Gong's Mansion later, the mansion covering an area of more than 100 acres, there are really not many, this is not that people do not have this economic strength, but there are many rules and taboos in the feudal dynasty, what level of officials should be built according to what grade of mansion, and it cannot exceed the rules, as for the ordinary people's residences, the scale is even smaller.

This house here in Hangzhou is estimated to have been built during the Republic of China, and it is certainly not so particular at this time.

Then he explained,

"A few days ago, there was a big landlord in Hangzhou who practiced qigong and went crazy, Chinese medicine and Western medicine were helpless, our head teacher and his daughter were friends, so he invited me to come and try, and I cured him easily. This house was given to me as a gift of gratitude. ”

"It seems that there is a lot of promise as a doctor." Tong Xiaoyun walked into the house with great interest, the main landscape here is the lake pavilion, mainly on the water surface, there are three open rooms in the middle, it is a good place for watching and fishing.

There is a garden on the west bank of the pond, the stacked stone rockery in the garden, the pavilion of the curved corridor, the flowers and trees of the pond, the curvature of the courtyard, the scenery is elegant.

The scenery is hidden in the strange flowers and trees, strange stones and bamboos, extremely ingenious, exquisite into the painting. After looking at the other rooms, Tong Xiaoyun finally made a decision,

"No disease, give me this house, anyway, you're not bad for money?" Fan Wuxian paused for a moment, and then said,

"The money is naturally not bad, but think clearly, this place is very sought-after, if I give it to you, don't cause trouble for your father." Tong Yushan is about to compete for the position of district chief at this time, naturally it is not suitable to have anything to do with such a sensitive land and real estate, if Tong Xiaoyun's name suddenly has this extra property, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble to her father Tong Yushan.

"What are you talking about----" Tong Xiaoyun originally wanted to say something that made some sense, but suddenly thought of the age gap between herself and Fan Wuxi, so she couldn't help but say sourly,

"Are you going to keep it for your wife?" Fan Wuxian was unaware of Tong Xiaoyun's sudden question, and he was a little unclear about Tong Xiaoyun's thoughts, so he dealt with it carefully,

"What's going on? How do you think that? How old am I? Fan Wuxian was only more than sixteen years old at this time, and he was really far away from this kind of topic.

Tong Xiaoyun stroked the pillar with a sense of vicissitudes with her hand, looked at the bamboo forest on the side and said,

"I seem to have heard that you have a daughter-in-law who is a baby?" Fan Wuxi was stunned for a moment, he didn't know where Tong Xiaoyun learned about this kind of thing, except for his own family, no one really knew about it, of course, Tong Xiaoyun had no way of knowing.

Could it be that Aunt Ding listened to what her mother Zhang Mei said? Fan Wuzhi could not be sure. All in all, this doll has made Fan Wuxian miserable, Fan Wuxian has never seen what his wife should look like, let alone have any interactions, but the two families are very keen on this matter, and they don't know what kind of soup their parents were poured by Director Zhang?

For Fan Wuxi, whether he gets together with Ouyang Xiaowei in the end, or Tong Xiaoyun, or with several other girls, there is such a possibility, but his own doll kiss, Fan Wuxian feels a little entangled when he thinks about it, if it is possible, he must fight to resist this arranged marriage that does not meet the characteristics of the times!

So Fan Wuxian said,

"It's all a joke, it's just a joke when the adults have nothing to do! I don't believe that there will be girls who are willing to obey their parents' arrangements and marry someone they have never met? What's more, it seems that the girl's family is also very rich, how could she have to gamble her whole life because of a joke? ”

"Who is her family, very rich?" Tong Xiaoyun asked.

"It seems that he claims to be a descendant of Shen Wansan's family, it is estimated that he is a fake, Shen Wansan's descendants have already been almost killed, where can I find a descendant!" Fan Wuxian shook his head and said.

"Shen Wansan's descendants?" Tong Xiaoyun nodded, remembering this potential opponent. Tong Xiaoyun was very satisfied with the house here, and even felt that some of the exquisiteness could be used for painting, and she didn't necessarily have to go to the West Lake to sketch, so she talked to the teachers on the phone, explained the situation here, and asked them to come over and take a look after they were busy. We are well prepared to receive guests.