Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

Obviously, the top floor is also a retest design, with a high ceiling and a whole bulletproof glass wall facing the beautiful fountain and the well-manicured expansive lawn inside the community.The strange thing is that the midday sunlight that shines in seems to have been automatically adjusted, reducing the brightness by two, and the room is bright but not dazzling.

The whole apartment adopts an open layout, all internal walls have been demolished, and the decoration color is absolutely pure white. She can see the soft and fluffy white bedding on the king-size bed, and the delicate white Tiffany lamp beside the bed. Floor mushroom lamp.

The apartment is large in size, the floor is covered with cold marble, and the pure white and soft decoration looks like it is in the clouds.

She stood at the door of the elevator, dumbfounded, and did not take a step for a long time.

Cheng Jihang held her with one hand, put the other in his trouser pocket, stood with her with his head slightly tilted and smiling, gentle and beautiful, almost like an angel, only missing the huge wings that slowly spread from his back.

It took Gu Wanwan finally to recover, she walked around the king-size bed once, and then again, finally couldn't hold back, "Are the houses here very expensive?"

Cheng Jihang was a little stunned, he nodded, "Probably."

"So you don't have money for the rest of the furniture, do you?"

Otherwise, why is there nothing in this thousand-square-meter apartment except for this bed and this lamp? !

She glanced at the empty room as large as a church hall, and she was sure it wasn't her hallucination. There was really nothing in this apartment that looked perfect in every detail!

No sofa, no TV, no bookshelf, no kitchen, no tables and chairs, no knives, no sundries, no piece of paper, no dust!

Ji Hang bent his legs and sat down on the bed, "I rarely bring friends back, so it doesn't matter if the house is simpler."

He smiled innocently, as if there were countless thousand-square-meter luxury apartments in city C that had nothing but a bed and a lamp because friends seldom visited.

Gu Wanwan sighed, and sat down on the edge of the bed, showing off her wealth to such an extent that she should be hanged and beaten to death.

"Then what should you do if you want to eat? What if the company suddenly has something to do? What should I do if the clothes are dirty?" She can think of thousands of "simple and relevant" questions in one minute.

"Oh, you said that." Cheng Jihang clapped his hands, "I have a wardrobe."

He rolled his eyes and watched as the opposite white wall slowly slid away to the sides under his clapping, revealing a cloakroom that was spacious enough to jump out of a complete ballotte and then rotate 1080°pique in place.

Row after row of white shirts, gray-blue-black suits, and wiped clean watches, cufflinks, and collar clips lying flat in the cabinet——Gu Wanwan stood up slowly, feeling Dazzled, I didn't even have the courage to walk in and touch it.

"Computers and food can be delivered." Ji Hang didn't take a second look at the cloakroom. He got up, went to the door, took off the white wall-mounted telephone handset, and then turned to her and asked, "Are you hungry? How about?" Come and try." He hung up the microphone in his hand again.

Gu Wanwan stepped forward and looked at the phone with some hesitation. There were no buttons on it. She thought it was an access control intercom system.

She turned her head to look at Ji Hang in doubt. Ji Hang leaned sideways against the wall, looked at her with a gentle smile, and raised his chin encouragingly towards the phone.