Yan Yixi walked to the door, opened the movable slider on the doorknob, revealing the hidden keyboard for entering the password, and then entered a string of numbers, and the door opened in response.

Then there was a sound of footsteps inside, and the heavy wooden door was quickly opened, and a woman with an anxious expression came out of it: "Young master, are you back...... ...... at the hospital."

Before the words were settled, he noticed Liang Wei'an next to Yan Yixi, and instantly suppressed his voice, so stunned that he couldn't speak.

"He's gone?" Yan Yixi's expression was much calmer, calmly changed his slippers in the hallway, and then walked into the door.

"Hmm...... Just left in the early morning, Xuan Wen called. Aunt Li nodded and replied.

Liang Wei'an couldn't understand what the two of them were saying, and there were no extra slippers in the hallway, she just stood there stunned.

Yan Yixi noticed it, turned around and said to Aunt Li: "Are there any slippers to be lost?" Give her a pair. ”

"Yes, I'll get it."

Although it was a slipper to be lost, when Aunt Li took it out and put it in front of Liang Wei'an's eyes, she found that the slippers were very new, men's models, she had seen it in a fashion magazine, and her monthly salary was enough to buy one.

Under normal circumstances, this luxury should be enshrined.

Of course, Yan Yixi is not a normal person. He is abnormally rich, and his thinking logic is also abnormal, so he can't be judged by normal people's thinking.

So, Liang Wei'an stepped on the "two months' salary" and walked into the door with trepidation, and a deep sense of conscience boiled in her chest.

It's a terrible thing.

After walking in, I found ...... A rich man is a rich man, and no matter how dilapidated the exterior is, the inside can still be incredibly luxurious.

Yan Yixi not only let people open up the upper and lower floors, but also opened up the entire row of houses.

In other words, this row of houses is now the only one, and there is no other house.

Therefore, the hall looks magnificent, decorated in a European classical style, luxurious and elegant, and the background wall of the TV is made into a glass fish tank, in which the tropical fish swim around and become a dynamic landscape map.

On the other side of the background wall is a huge picture of the Virgin, who is looking down on all beings with tenderness and love, looking solemn and sacred.

Because the two floors are opened, the spacing becomes very high, so the long string of dazzling crystal chandeliers already looks spectacular, but they can only be looked up.

As holy as a church.

Liang Wei'an felt that she was in it and her soul was about to be baptized, but she didn't know that this place was just designed by Yan Yixi at random, and he himself had nothing to do with Christianity or European classicism.

He's not kind, and he's not romantic.

He didn't believe in God, and he didn't worship it.

If there really is a zài god in this world, he will be happy to be the one who kills the gods.

Soon, the sound of conversation pulled Liang Wei into reality.

"Young master, you better go and take a look...... The old gentleman is really angry this time, if you don't go back, I'm afraid ......"

"Isn't it three days of silence? What's the hurry. Yan Yixi was calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"But...... But anyway...... He is also your father, according to the rules, you must keep filial piety in the mourning hall......" Aunt Li was also anxious, her face was sallow and white, but her tone was still very soft, and no one dared to come with Yan Yixi.