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Chapter 62 International Supermodel Elvis' Special Female Fans4
Yan Junchen rarely brought bodyguards with him when he went out.

When Wen Qingruo realized that she suddenly remembered that bastard man, she also slightly despised herself.

But after despising himself, he subconsciously felt that Yan Junchen was no longer in China until now...

Elvis next to him kept watching Wen Qingruo's expression changes from the corner of his eyes, a woman who didn't show her emotions, frowning and pursing her lips for a while.

The car slowly drove into a private villa area, with a white marble floor and green trees on both sides.

In front of it is a statue of a marble woman standing in front of a white villa. Below the statue is a small fountain.

The sound of running water is crisp.

In my impression, it seems that the Yan family also has such a statue fountain.

The car stopped slowly, and Wen Qingruo got out of the car alone. The villa in front of him was white, and when he looked up, he could still see the light yellow window screens on the balcony on the second floor.

"Is this your home?" Wen Qingruo asked.

Elvis just got out of the car at this time, "Well, although this is a villa area, my business needs to be quiet, so... for the time being, I am the only resident here."

After hearing his answer, Wen Qingruo just curled her lips and said directly that she didn't want to live with others, wouldn't it be fine.

Elvis stepped forward, and after adding a few passwords, the door slowly opened.

Wen Qingruo followed his footsteps and walked in.

It is an ivory white marble floor and floor-to-ceiling windows, which can clearly see the outside scenery.

A large bookshelf and a CD rack are prominently placed in the living room.

Wen Qingruo randomly picked out a CD and found that it was classical piano music, "Do you like classical music very much?" Because she looked at the CDs on the shelf, most of them were piano solo pieces by famous musicians.

"Almost, as I said, I prefer to be quiet." Elvis came over, and he had already changed into a pair of comfortable soft mop.

A glass of boiled water was placed in front of Wen Qingruo, "I only have boiled water and red wine at home for the time being, and I don't usually drink much."

Wen Qing nodded knowingly, and took the glass in his hand.

When he got up, he hadn't taken a good look at the villa yet.

The floor is covered with a thick white cashmere carpet, a pearl white sofa, light yellow bookshelves, and light-colored curtains.

It is a very comfortable pattern and design, "Do you like this light color system very much?"

"Well, as I said, I like a more comfortable life." Elvis lazily leaned back on the sofa.

He didn't know when he had already changed into home clothes, a light brown V-neck sweater, showing a little bit of his nice chest.

"Oh, then I'll go find a room on the second floor." Wen Qingruo got up.

"You're really polite..." Elvis yawned, "There are guest rooms on the left side of the second floor," you go and choose one to live in. "

Wen Qingruo's footsteps paused for a moment, then walked up the wooden stairs.

There are some small shelves on the walls of the stairs, and there are a lot of CD music in them.

Wen Qingruo shook her head, she didn't expect an international supermodel to like classical music so much.

Wen Qing followed her advice and walked to the second floor, looking at the wooden doors on the left.

There is a white embossed door at the front, which should be Elvis' bedroom.

Wen Qingruo found a room far away from the embossed door, and pushed open the white door.

(End of this chapter)