Endless Pampering Only For You

"There are more than a hundred rooms here, plus maids. There were thousands of people at most. I grew up here when I was a kid." Nishikawa Qianling said, full of pride.

Mu Xiaoxiao set aside her thoughts on Xichuan Qianling and visited with appreciation.

Such a big house is indeed very beautiful and has a charm.

"Where is your room?" Han Qiqing asked suddenly.

Xichuan Qianling smiled, "Want to visit my room? Yes, but you have to go far."

Han Qiqing said, "Then I won't go. I'll just talk about it. It's so far, it's too tiring to walk, and it's very troublesome to live too big."

Xichuan Qianling's face was a little overcast.

Han Qiqing was deliberately trying to show her prestige. She couldn't stand the tone of her speech. What can be shown off. There is a private vacation spot in her house, which is much bigger than here.

She just couldn't see Xichuan Qianling pretending to look, as if everyone else was poor.

Han Qiqing stood by the window and looked outside and said, "Is this a place to rest? I'm a bit tired, just sit down."

She was referring to the area protruding in front.

Xichuan Qianling glanced at her and said with a clear disdain, "We have only walked for a few minutes, so we are tired? You are too poor."

"No way, she's expensive." Han Qiqing shrugged helplessly and walked over by himself.

Xichuan Qianling didn't want to keep up, holding his chest with both hands, standing coldly.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Mo Xiaomeng glanced at each other. They couldn't leave Han Qiqing alone and walked over.

"This yard looks so nice." Mo Xiaomeng said kindly to Xichuan Qianling a step down.

Mu Xiaoxiao really appreciates that here should be taken care of every day, so clean and tidy, people feel very quiet, it is a place suitable for leisure.

As soon as I sat down, someone happened to pass by. When I saw Xichuan Qianling, he stopped.

"Miss Qian Ling." The man stepped forward and called to Nishikawa Qian Ling.

Mu Xiaoxiao recognized that this man was Yuan Yelin's assistant and liked the man from Xichuan Qianling.

Nishikawa Qianling had a good attitude towards him and smiled. "Are you looking for a puppet? He is in the living room."

"No, I'm always helping guests." The man glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao and others with Yu Guang, as if surprised how they were here, but his eyes were well covered, and no one could tell.

Mu Xiaoxiao is still very polite, smiles generously at him, and greets, "Hello, do you recognize me? I have met before."

"Recognize, some of them are friends of Miss Qian Ling." The man was very courteous and friendly.

Mu Xiao's novel, "Would you like to sit together?"

The man shook his head and said, "No, I still have something."

Nishikawa Qianling said with a smile, "Go ahead and go, I'll entertain them by myself."

The man bowed his head, glanced at Nishikawa Qianling with a little nostalgia, and turned away.

Han Qiqing was sitting on a stone bench, resting his hands on the table, touching his chin, squinting at the back of the man, his eyes narrowed, as if thinking about something.

Mu Xiaoxiao slanted her, and slammed her in the elbow secretly.

Han Qiqing turned her eyes to look at her, as if thinking of something, slightly hooking her mouth, showing a bit of slyness.

"I drank. Is there any water to drink?" She said to Xichuan Qianling.

Xichuan Qianling was very dissatisfied with her tone, as if she was trying to persuade herself.