Seeing Shen Haoxuan's emotions so excited, Shen Wangjin's face was always calm. He looked at Zhuang Yibo and said, "You go in first and go see the room."

Zhuang Yibo looked up at the three-story villa, thought for a while, and said, "I can live on the third floor, so I can be quieter."

But Shin Wangjin shook his head and said, "You live on the first and second floors."

She lives on the first and second floors, which means that Shen Haoxuan lives on the third floor?

Since he made such a arrangement, there were naturally his reasons. Zhuang Yibo thought the arrangement was good, so he nodded and pushed the door and got out of the car.

When Shen Haoxuan saw her figure, he became even more angry. Even Shen Wangjin didn't care and said a lot of bastards without hesitation.

Zhuang Yibo just pretended that he hadn't heard it and walked straight into the villa.

Although I had guessed it before entering the door, when Zhuang Yibo saw the Stanway piano placed in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, he couldn't help laughing.

She walked slowly over, gently stroked the piano body, and then looked up at the entire villa.

The villa has a tall and spacious space, and the decoration style is warm and bright. The curtains downstairs are all made of light veil and have excellent lighting.

This is a villa that suits her preferences, but it is incompatible with his former style.

After all, in the past, he always liked to hide himself in a dark room covered with heavy curtains, being withdrawn and depressed.

But now, he is starting to become different.

Soon, she found her room on the second floor, almost replicating the bedroom he designed for her by himself, moving from the Shen family's mansion to Tongcheng, and then moving from Tongcheng here - even the chair sent back to Italy for repair was original.

Zhuang Yibo walked to the window, sat down on the familiar chair, and turned around and could see the small back garden.

It was already late autumn, but the garden was well maintained, with flowers still blooming in full bloom.

Zhuang Yibo sat there and couldn't help but fall into the divine sense.

It was not until he heard footsteps outside the door that Zhuang Yibo suddenly came to his senses, got up and walked towards the door, opened the door, and saw Shen Wangjin who happened to be walking to the door.

She quickly reached out to support him.

Although he can be discharged from the hospital, he still needs to take a good rest in order to restore himself to his previous state.

Shin Wangjin saw her nervous movement and couldn't help but say, "Why, I'm worried that I can't walk steadily for a few steps?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo simply let out his hand and said, "I know you are walking steadily, so I won't help you."

When Shin Wangjin heard this, he just laughed softly, then looked at the room in front of him and said, "Do you like this?"

"Like it is like..." Zhuang Yibo hesitated and said, "It's..."

Shin Wangjin couldn't help but stare slightly, "What is it?"

"It's my lamp..." Zhuang Yibo said, "It seems that there is no suitable place to put it-"

Before she finished speaking, someone suddenly appeared in her sight in the seat behind Shin Wangjin with the lights she had bought before.

Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but choke.

Seeing her reaction, Shin Wangjin slowly said, "Why is there no place to put it? Put one downstairs, one at the door, and another one in the balcony of your bedroom. Isn't it just right?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but bit his lips slightly and looked at him. The next moment, he still couldn't control himself and slowly leaned into his arms.

Shin Wangjin stretched out his hand and gently hugged her.

Zhuang Yibo asked: "The situation like before will never happen again, right?"
Chapter completed!