Chapter 298

Shengyuan Jiajing, Room 402, Unit 3, Building 11.

Qian Chengjun smiled at his mother beside him: "Mom, my eldest sister and second sister are almost here. I heard Ruan Ruan even brought her boyfriend along."

"Oh my! Ruan Ruan, this child, has finally figured things out. Before, she almost worried her parents to death."

Wen Ruan's grandmother was already 75 years old this year, and her health had always been poor, so she sounded a bit listless when she spoke.

However, since today was the day her grandson Qian Mingfeng moved into his new house, and it was rare for the whole family to reunite, she had specifically made the trip over.

To join in the fun and add to the joy.

"Mom, it's not that Ruan Ruan didn't figure things out; she just has high standards!" Wang Feng'e walked out carrying a cut fruit platter.

She was plump, had fashionable curly hair, was under 50 years old, and was wearing a silk long dress.

She wore a round and full pearl necklace around her neck.

Her body was adorned with gold necklaces, jade bracelets, and earrings, making her look bejeweled.

Wang Feng'e sat down next to the two of them and said with a smile: "Before, I introduced that Xiao Li who works at a state-owned enterprise, and Feifei introduced Gu Cheng, but Ruan Ruan didn't like either of them. I heard from my second sister that Ruan Ruan's current boyfriend is a company boss and lives in a large open-plan apartment."

She said that, but she didn't really believe it.

She always felt that Qian Guixiang was exaggerating.

There was actually a precedent for this.

Previously, regarding Wen Ruan's job in the Imperial Capital, her husband's second sister had deliberately exaggerated, saying things like she would soon be promoted to mid-level management and would buy a house in the Imperial Capital in the future.

In the end, she still returned to Yancheng; ultimately, she just didn't have the ability to stay in a big city.

Later, she often boasted about Wen Ruan's blind dates and how good they were.

In any case, she was just obsessed with saving face and suffering for it.

The relationship between the two sisters-in-law had never been very harmonious, and they often had various conflicts.

The main reason was the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict, as Qian Guixiang and her sister definitely sided with their own mother.

However, Qian Guimei's family had good conditions, and her children were all doing very well.

Subconsciously, Wang Feng'e didn't want to offend them too much, so she directed her hostility toward Qian Guixiang.

During holidays and festivals, the two of them often had arguments.

But it was within a normal range and not serious; they just mocked each other a few times.

"Mom, Sister Wen Ruan's conditions are so good, it's normal for her to have high standards." Qian Mingfeng picked up a piece of watermelon and handed one directly to his wife, Sun Jie.

They had just gotten married last year, but at that time, it was in an old house.

This year, his wife was pregnant, and according to the report they checked, it was a boy.

His parents were overjoyed, sold their original house, pooled some money, and bought this large apartment in Shengyuan Jiajing in full.

It was considered an improvement in the living environment for the couple and their future grandson.

The group chatted for a while.

Qian Chengjun's phone suddenly rang.

He answered the call and spoke for a few moments.

Qian Chengjun smiled: "It's the second sister and the others who have arrived. Let's go, let's go welcome them."

"Dad, Mom, Xiao Jie and I will go." Qian Mingfeng hurriedly stood up.

Qian Chengjun shook his head: "Let's go together. Ruan Ruan's boyfriend is also here today, so it's only right to go and pick them up."

Soon, the door was opened, and the family arrived in the spacious and bright hallway.

Wang Feng'e looked at the surrounding environment, her eyes full of joy.

She was truly satisfied with this new house.

Moreover, buying a house had another benefit: it could prevent others from asking their family to borrow money.

Previously, when Qian Guixiang and her husband were buying a house with Wen Ruan, Qian Chengjun wanted to lend them money; after all, paying a bit more for the down payment would reduce the pressure of the mortgage.

And they could also buy a larger three-bedroom apartment.

However, Wang Feng'e directly refused, using the excuse that their son was getting married and would need to buy a new house in the future.

This matter had caused a lot of unpleasantness at the time.

This was also the reason why Wang Feng'e had been video chatting with Qian Guixiang ever since the house was bought.

"Ding—" The crisp elevator notification sound rang out.

Immediately after, the elevator door slowly opened.

Qian Guixiang took the lead and walked out, her face beaming with a bright smile, her left hand resting on her right arm, her body standing exceptionally straight.

The conspicuous gold necklace and gold bracelet were particularly eye-catching under the bright lights.

Wang Feng'e was stunned, a look of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

She knew the situation of Qian Guixiang and her husband; how could they afford to buy such expensive jewelry?

"Chengjun, Feng'e, Mingfeng, Young Lady." Qian Guixiang greeted them with a beaming smile.

"Uncle, Auntie..."

Immediately after, Wen Ruan walked out, pulling Tang Song along.

"This is my boyfriend, Tang Song."

The four of them focused their gazes over, their expressions all different.

Tang Song's appearance was truly outstanding, especially under the lights, where some small skin blemishes were covered.

He looked like a male celebrity who had walked out of a TV drama.

Qian Mingfeng grinned, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Well, it turns out his cousin is a fan of good looks!

However, this boyfriend was indeed very charming.

Even his wife was a bit stunned watching him.

"Uncle, Auntie..."

"Hello, Tang Song." "Hello, welcome, welcome."

After a few simple pleasantries, the group walked into the house.

"Mom! How is your health lately?" Qian Guixiang walked a few quick steps to her mother's side.

"Grandma." Wen Ruan also followed and greeted her.

"Good, good, everything is fine. Ruan Ruan, where is your partner?" Wen Ruan's grandmother's eyes were a bit blurry, so she picked up her reading glasses from the coffee table and put them on.

Wen Ruan smiled and nudged Tang Song, "Here he is, Grandma. Take a look and see if you're satisfied?"

"Hello, Grandma, I'm Wen Ruan's boyfriend, Tang Song."

"Oh my, this young man is truly spirited! Good! Truly good!"

Not even two minutes passed.

Qian Guimei and Lü Feifei, the mother and daughter, also arrived.

The living room instantly became lively.

"Tang Song happens to have a house in Shengyuan Jiajing, so our car drove straight in and parked right by the elevator entrance, which is why we got separated from Guimei and the others."

"Oh! You're asking about this necklace and bracelet? They were all gifts from Ruan Ruan's boyfriend. We wouldn't dare buy such expensive things; they cost tens of thousands of yuan."

"And this brand-new watch, it's an IWC, also a gift from Tang Song."

Looking at the triumphant Qian Guimei and the handsome, tall, and distinguished Tang Song beside her.

Wang Feng'e's lips twitched, and she felt sour inside.

Wen Ruan's boyfriend was much more outstanding than in the photos; the key was that he also had a house in Shengyuan Jiajing and had bought so many valuable things for Qian Guimei and her husband.

She had organized this gathering today specifically to show off in front of her relatives.

Now, with things turning out like this, it made her feel very uncomfortable.

Listening to her second sister's words, Qian Chengjun's eyes flickered, and he began to chat warmly with Tang Song.

He was in the trading business and usually came into contact with many people from all walks of life.

His eye for people was still very sharp.

From the other party's words and actions, he could tell that this was no simple young man.

Thinking of Qian Guixiang's previous description, Qian Chengjun's heart stirred slightly.

Looking at it this way, his second sister's family was likely about to have a change of fortune.

Next, several more relatives from Wang Feng'e's side arrived together.

There were men and women, old and young.

Qian Guixiang and Qian Guimei began to tour the house.

The hard renovation was provided by the original owner, but the furniture and appliances were all newly replaced, and they were all well-known brands.

The layout was square, transparent from north to south, with floor-to-ceiling windows, an entrance foyer, an open kitchen...

The whole house looked stylish, warm, and very exquisite, fitting the aesthetics of young people perfectly.

Standing on the large south-facing balcony of the master bedroom, Qian Guixiang felt very excited.

Having just held her head high in front of her relatives, the pent-up frustration of many years was swept away.

Tang Song, this golden son-in-law, had truly given her face; his performance was simply impeccable.

She had never dreamed that her daughter could find such an excellent boyfriend.

Looking at the high-end environment and facilities of the residential area outside the window.

It was worthy of being a high-end residential area; even though it had been built for over 10 years, the configuration inside was much better than over at Oasis Scenery Garden!

In fact, she had seen it many times in Wen Ruan's aunt's videos, but her mood at this moment was naturally different.

At noon, the group of more than ten people arrived at the Banquet Building opposite the residential area.

This was considered a high-end Chinese restaurant, specializing in roast duck and fusion cuisine, and the taste was excellent.

The private room was a suite with an independent bathroom, over 40 square meters, and the renovation was very luxurious.

With his daughter-in-law pregnant with his grandson and the family having acquired new property, Qian Chengjun was very generous and bold.

He didn't care much about the price, ordered a table full of signature dishes, and opened two bottles of Moutai.

Watching Tang Song drinking and chatting with her father, uncle, and cousin, and getting along harmoniously with her family and relatives, and looking at the bright smile on her mother's face.

Wen Ruan lowered her head, and a layer of faint mist floated in her eyes.

If anyone was the happiest today, it was definitely her.

The scenes before her eyes made her feel as if she were seeing the continuation of the wedding story from her dreams.

No matter what, I am very happy right now.

On the viewing platform in the corridor outside the private room.

Qian Guimei pulled her sister over, "Guixiang, I have something I want to talk to you about."

"What's wrong, sister?" Qian Guixiang still had an excited flush on her face, her fingers constantly rubbing the gold bracelet on her wrist.

Qian Guimei lowered her voice and said: "I just feel uneasy in my heart. You say Tang Song has such good conditions, can he really go the distance with Ruan Ruan?"

Hearing this, Qian Guixiang, who was still immersed in her fantasies, felt her heart jump.

She said somewhat nervously: "Why wouldn't he? Look at how good their relationship is! Tang Song even gave us so many things."

She liked Tang Song, this son-in-law, to the extreme; no matter how she looked at him, he was pleasing to her eyes.

If Wen Ruan wanted to change boyfriends now, she would be the first to jump out and disagree.

"Their relationship is indeed very good now, but what about the future?" Qian Guimei sighed, her tone complex: "Tang Song is so young, and Ruan Ruan is already 30 this year. If they drag it out for another two or three years, Tang Song will only be twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but what about Ruan Ruan? Not to mention that there is a bit of a gap in their conditions; I think it's a bit risky."

"Ah... this..." Qian Guixiang clasped her hands, her expression changing.

Although she didn't have much insight, she understood what her sister meant.

"I think we still need to consider Ruan Ruan's future; after all, she isn't young anymore. If a few more years pass and she doesn't end up with Tang Song, even if she earns a little money, her age, marriage, childbirth, career, life, and your retirement will all crush her until she can't breathe."

"Auntie, this is a very realistic problem." Just then, Lü Feifei also walked over, glanced at the location of the private room, and whispered: "In the marriage market, a woman's core competitiveness is her age; Ruan Ruan really can't afford to delay any longer. You and Uncle should talk to Ruan Ruan and see if they can get engaged first."

"Engaged... they've only just started dating, this..." Qian Guixiang felt unsettled.

The main thing was that Wen Ruan still had to work at the Nebula International Group and couldn't get married or have children for the time being.

Get engaged two or three years in advance?

Would Tang Song agree?

"If not..." Lü Feifei pursed her lips, looking a bit unnatural: "Then it depends on the development of their future relationship, after their feelings are stable and they start planning for the future.

See if Tang Song can help Ruan Ruan, for example, by giving her some help in her career, so she can have a high-paying job she can do for a long time.

Of course, this is just my suggestion; it's not suitable to talk about these things now.

I'm only telling you, Auntie, because I hope you and Uncle have a mental preparation."

She had been in the financial circle for many years and knew about many magical and chaotic phenomena in reality.

But it wasn't easy to tell her aunt, so she could only be more tactful.

This was also out of good intentions; after all, they were all relatives, and Wen Ruan was her cousin with whom she had a good relationship.

"Alright, thank you, Feifei." Qian Guixiang nodded absentmindedly.

Returning to the private room.

Looking at her daughter, who had a happy face beside Tang Song, her mood gradually became heavy.

In the past, it was always Wen Ruan picking others; after all, her daughter had everything—figure, appearance, and education.

But now that she knew Tang Song's general situation, things were completely reversed.

It would depend on whether he was willing to get married and how long he could stay with Wen Ruan.

What should she do!?

Past two in the afternoon.

Lunch was coming to an end.

The cars of the relatives on Wang Feng'e's side happened to be parked nearby, so they said their goodbyes and left as soon as they exited the restaurant.

After seeing the group off, on the way to the residential area gate.

Aunt Wang Feng'e suddenly smiled: "Tang Song, I heard from my second sister that you also have a house in Shengyuan Jiajing. Does that mean we'll be neighbors from now on? Is it convenient to go over and visit now?"

Lü Feifei blinked her eyes and followed up: "Yes, yes, yes, since we're already here, let's go over and take a look. Maybe our Ruan Ruan will move in sometime, right? I'm so curious!"

As she spoke, she patted Wen Ruan's arm affectionately.

Qian Guixiang and her husband exchanged a look, both feeling tempted.

Wen Ruan hesitated for a moment and said softly: "It's so hot outside now, let's not bother, and Tang Song hasn't prepared anything; it's not appropriate to suddenly go to someone's house."

She didn't know exactly how many women Tang Song had; what if this was where one of them lived?

Even if it wasn't, what if there were traces of other women living there?

"We aren't outsiders; we're just going over to take a peek." Qian Guimei looked at Tang Song and said: "Of course, it depends on whether Tang Song agrees. If it's not convenient, we can talk about it next time."

Watching Wen Ruan's hesitant gaze, Tang Song gently held his eldest sister's supple waist and smiled brightly: "There's nothing inappropriate about it. I was planning to bring Ruan Ruan and Uncle and Auntie to take a look anyway, and I even prepared a surprise for Ruan Ruan there."

Hearing this, Qian Guixiang was instantly overjoyed, "Then let's go take a look!"

They had an obsession with houses, and hearing that Tang Song had a house in Shengyuan Jiajing, they were actually very curious.

It was just that there were too many people and too many voices before, and there were some relatives they didn't know, so many things couldn't be asked.

Wen Ruan was stunned, and then a look of realization appeared.

When she returned from the Imperial Capital before, Tang Song had indeed said he had prepared two surprises for her.

He must have known they were coming to Shengyuan Jiajing today and prepared them specifically.

For a moment, she felt a strange sense of anticipation in her heart.

Being mundane is unavoidable, but romance is undying.

As a mundane person, Wen Ruan naturally looked forward to her boyfriend occasionally creating a little romance.

Like the last time he suddenly appeared in the Imperial Capital and sang "Anheqiao" on the spot.

Every time she thought about it, the corners of her mouth would turn up, slightly lewd.

"Mom, your health isn't good, and it's so sunny outside, why don't you just not go and go upstairs to rest instead? I'll drive you back later," Qian Chengjun reminded her.

Wen Ruan's grandmother shook her head indifferently and said in a dialect: "It's fine, I'm happy today, I feel like my body is comfortable, not tired at all."

Lü Feifei covered her mouth and chuckled: "Haha, you're in great health, you'll definitely live to be a hundred!"

The group chatted as they walked into the residential area gate, moving forward along the clean and tidy stone path.

The surroundings were shaded by green trees, flowers and plants were lush, and there was an artificial lake in the center of the residential area, with water so clear the bottom could be seen.

It was like walking in a garden.

Even the scorching heat of summer was covered by a lot.

After Wang Feng'e proudly introduced the environment of the residential area, she asked curiously: "By the way, Tang Song, I've been forgetting to ask, which building is your house in?"

"Building 6."

"Oh, Building 6." Wang Feng'e muttered, and immediately after, her expression froze, and she exclaimed: "Building 6!?"

"What's wrong, Feng'e?" Qian Guixiang frowned: "Is there something wrong?"

Qian Mingfeng and Sun Jie, who were following beside them, exchanged a look and blurted out: "The villa area!"

Although the couple had just moved in, they had often come here to stroll around and check the renovation progress of their new house.

They were quite familiar with the layout of the residential area.

Shengyuan Jiajing had a total of 6 three-story townhouses and 15 apartment buildings.

Among them, the 6 villas were all located in the core area of the residential area, quiet, private, and possessing the best environment and amenities.

They had often gone for walks there before and longed for the villas, which symbolized wealth and status.

"Vi... villa?" Qian Guixiang's hand, which was supporting her mother, shook, and she was startled.

Wang Feng'e swallowed her saliva and explained: "Buildings 1 to 6 are all townhouses, this... I didn't expect you to live in the villa area, Tang Song, haha."

As she spoke, her originally slightly ostentatious posture converged.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally knew the gold content of the Shengyuan Jiajing villas.

There were no properties circulating on the market at all, and the owners inside were either rich or noble.

In short, they were all people they couldn't afford to offend.

Tang Song pinched his eldest sister's hand and nodded calmly: "Yes, the townhouse end unit."

Wang Feng'e said somewhat cautiously: "Uh, it's that 360-square-meter unit with a garden, right? That's great, that's great."

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—" Complex gazes gathered on the calm Tang Song.

A 360-square-meter large townhouse end unit, plus the renovation, that was worth 20 million!

This was a high-quality asset that could be cashed out at any time.

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Qian Chengjun took a deep breath, his eyes flickering, his heart pounding.

His niece's boyfriend might be even more awesome than he thought; this already belonged to the top-tier figures in Yancheng.

Immediately, a wave of regret surged in his heart.

When his second sister came to borrow money from their family, he should have lent it to them decisively.

If that were the case, if they really needed to ask for something in the future, they would be able to open their mouths.

Qian Guimei and her daughter exchanged a look, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Lü Feifei pursed her lips, looking at Tang Song's handsome profile, her gaze a bit dull.

The situation seemed to be a bit beyond imagination.

She had worked in a commercial bank in Yancheng for several years and had a wide circle of contacts; those who could own a villa here were basically billionaires.

This was already a cross-class figure.

Feeling the change in the relatives, Wen Ruan sighed helplessly in her heart.

It was precisely because she saw this kind of gap that she had been so conflicted before.

The group walked forward along the sidewalk, the atmosphere a bit subtle.

Bypassing an apartment building, rows of neat 3-story buildings appeared before their eyes.

"We're here." Tang Song pinched his eldest sister's hand and suddenly stopped.

The others also hurriedly stopped, their expressions still a bit dazed.

The elegant exterior design blended modern simplicity with classical refinement.

The color of the walls presented an elegant beige, harmoniously blending with the surrounding landscape.

Large chunks of dark glass reflected the azure sky and circling birds.

Qian Guixiang let go of her mother's hand, looking at the high-end 3-story villa in front of her, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"Tang Song, is this... that big villa of yours? It's so beautiful!"

This house was truly... too good!

If Ruan Ruan could marry Tang Song in the future and live here, that would be great!

Seeing the blooming flowers and lush lawn inside through the outer wall, a deep sense of longing flashed in Wen Ruan's eyes.

She had been here before.

But that was when she came with her computer to visit Xie Shu Yu, the female CEO.

It was autumn then, and when passing through the villa area, feeling the blue sky, white clouds, fiery maple leaves, and warm breeze, she had also fantasized about living here one day.

Of course, as a sensible woman, she naturally wouldn't make such an excessive request.

She wasn't narcissistic enough to think that just because she became his lover, he had to give her a car and a house.

Letting her hold the equity of the Nebula International Group for him and becoming the CEO of Light and Shadow Media had provided her with a channel for future advancement.

This was already a great favor, and she was very satisfied.

"It was just renovated a while ago, and I haven't brought Ruan Ruan here to see it yet." Tang Song smiled and nodded, leaning toward his eldest sister, "Ruan Ruan, do you like it?"

Wen Ruan was stunned and nodded sincerely: "Of course I like it; it's a big villa, who wouldn't like it."

Then she said with a funny look: "What's this, if I like it, are you going to give it to me?"

"Snap—" Tang Song snapped his fingers crisply and said with a smile: "If you kiss me, I'll give it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings instantly went quiet.

Everyone looked at him with incredible eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, I was just joking, don't you tease me!" Wen Ruan pinched his face unhappily, "Be careful, I might just play along and refuse to leave."

The others then breathed a sigh of relief.

So it was just a bit of fun between a young couple.

Also, this was a villa worth 20 million!

And it was a rare property that was priceless and unmarketable, a symbol of status and position.

They had also discussed Tang Song's net worth and identity in private; judging by his age and the industry he was in, he should be a "rich second generation."

Even if Tang Song wanted to give it away, his family would definitely not agree.

"Then let's play along!" Tang Song took half a step forward and stood in front of Wen Ruan.

Lü Feifei, who was behind, gritted her teeth, stepped forward to push her cousin, and also used a joking tone: "Ruan Ruan, since Tang Song has already spoken, why don't you just kiss him? I'll get to share in your glory later and experience the living experience of a luxury villa."

Wen Ruan glared at her cousin, looked at the handsome and tall boyfriend in front of her, licked her lips, and was actually a bit tempted.

She stood slightly on tiptoe and kissed him heavily on the lips, "Alright, no more joking, it's so hot outside, let's go in first."

Tang Song turned up the corners of his mouth, turned sideways, and pointed to the villa's gate, "The password for the door is your birthday. Welcome to your villa, Ms. Wen Ruan! Please explore to your heart's content!"

"Wh... what do you mean?" Wen Ruan's eyes instantly widened.

"This is the first surprise I promised you. I renovated it according to your preferences; go see if you like it."

"Thump, thump, thump, thump—" A violent heartbeat suddenly echoed in her ears.

A surge of hot blood rushed to her head, and Wen Ruan's face instantly turned crimson.

Qian Guixiang and Wen Jianxin were frozen in place, their minds blank, completely losing the ability to think.

A sound of gasping for air rang out.

"Ah!?" Wang Feng'e, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but shout.

Wen Ruan's 70-something-year-old grandmother hurriedly held her daughter Qian Guimei's hand and muttered "Amitabha," which allowed her to calm down slightly.

Qian Chengjun hurriedly stepped forward to support his mother, his eyes full of disbelief as he looked at Tang Song.

Even now, he still thought Tang Song was joking.

Meeting his gaze, Wen Ruan said incredulously: "Tang Song, are you serious?"

"Of course!" Tang Song held his eldest sister's waist and pushed her to the villa gate.

"Huff—huff—"

After breathing heavily a few times, Wen Ruan's full chest heaved in an exaggerated arc.

A Shengyuan Jiajing villa, a villa with a garden, a 20-million-yuan villa...

You are trying to be the death of me!

Trying to calm her emotions, Wen Ruan reached out with a slightly trembling hand and entered her birthday's month and day.

"Beep—" "Click—"

The fingerprint lock unlocked directly.

The villa gate was opened.

In the courtyard, it was lush and green, with various flowers blooming in competition, colorful and beautiful.

The villa, full of modern minimalist atmosphere, was presented to them in its entirety.

Everyone fell silent, their minds dazed.

Subconsciously, they followed Wen Ruan inside.

Tang Song was introducing it thoughtfully on the side.

The three-sided garden courtyard totaled about 170 square meters, all of which were gifted areas.

Besides that, the basement, terrace, and sky garden were not included in the statistics.

Although the property area was only 360 square meters, the actual usable area was much larger.

Although the residential area had been built for over 10 years, the building was very well maintained.

Large areas of dark floor-to-ceiling windows and natural stone exterior walls.

Stepping on the pebble-paved path, Wen Ruan looked at this beautiful courtyard full of vitality and the beautiful townhouse.

The dopamine and endorphins in her brain were secreting desperately, and she felt as if she were falling into the clouds.

Entering the password again, the heavy armored door of the villa was opened.

A dizzy Wen Ruan stepped inside, stepping on the smooth marble floor, as if entering a dream world.

The overall renovation style adopted a modern minimalist style, mainly in neutral tones, matched with wooden elements, and the walls used warm beige latex paint.

The materials were high-end, and the renovation was luxurious.

Sunlight projected in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, making the room bright and warm.

In the center of the living room was a large bouquet of blooming red tulips.

Behind the tulips was a photo wall with many photos of her on it.

There were ones from her Moments, ones she sent to Tang Song, and ones she sent to her best friend.

Various expressions, postures, actions, and various age groups.

Wen Ruan's heart instantly melted, and large, hot tears flowed from her eyes.

The group of relatives behind them stammered and looked at each other, feeling as if they were dreaming.

Wiping the tears for his eldest sister, Tang Song held her hand and introduced it in a light tone.

The open kitchen was connected to the dining room, and the kitchen used high-end custom cabinets and a full set of integrated custom appliances.

The central island used granite material, and the solid wood dining table in the dining room could accommodate 10 people to dine at the same time.

Most of the first floor was an activity area, with only one elder's room, which was renovated to be very warm and practical, with an independent bathroom and walk-in closet.

Standing in front of the dark floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the surrounding environment, and recalling the scenes she had just seen.

Qian Guixiang leaned against the wall, feeling a sense of difficulty breathing.

Biting her tongue hard, the clear pain told her that this was really not a dream.

With Tang Song's sincerity, what Lü Feifei and Qian Guimei said before was not an issue at all!

What kind of luck did her daughter have to find such a boyfriend!

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The others were shocked into speechlessness.

Feeling that at this moment, Tang Song seemed to reveal an innate nobility and steadiness in every gesture.

The villa had 3 floors above ground and two floors underground, with an elevator inside.

The first basement level led directly to the underground parking lot, with a separate entrance door, a foyer walk-in closet, a fully equipped private gym with various professional equipment, and an independent leisure and entertainment area.

The second basement level was a multi-functional storage room and wine cellar.

Next, the group took the elevator to the third floor.

The audio-visual room had been fully upgraded on the original foundation.

Computers, audio systems, projectors, massage chairs, sofas..., all were high-end series.

Besides that, there was also a renovated independent studio, with a height-adjustable desk, ergonomic chair, bookshelf, laptop...

On the top floor's sky garden, the ground was paved with anti-corrosion wood flooring, with comfortable outdoor chairs and coffee tables placed, and beautifully arranged flowers and plants dotted in between.

Going down the stairs to the second floor.

Pushing open the door to the master bedroom and looking around the room, Wen Ruan was dazzled.

The large master bedroom suite was completely renovated according to the environment she currently lived in, and the familiar feeling made her instantly relax.

Coming to the luxurious independent walk-in closet.

Her gaze instantly fell on a beautifully framed sketch on the shelf.

Looking at the crying woman in the painting, Wen Ruan felt an indescribable palpitation in her heart.

That was the scene when she said goodbye to Tang Song at Yanjing Tiancheng.

"Tang Song..." she shouted loudly, turned around, and hugged him tightly.

Breathing in the scent of alcohol on him.

At this moment, she felt that even if Su Yu were in front of her, she wouldn't be afraid anymore.

Feeling her eldest sister's warm and full embrace, looking at her hazy eyes.

Tang Song held her waist and murmured in his heart: "Zhuangzhuang, you must be the happiest."