Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

After passing the big iron gate, it was a long corridor.

There are towering trees on both sides of the road. The trees are bleak in winter, and the sunlight shines through the branches, which are sparse and not warm.

Ruomu grew up in the mountains, and he also heard adults say that some trees cannot be cut down, and the fines for cutting down such trees are light, and some people will be put in prison.

Looking at the big trees on both sides of the road, she could identify at least two rare species. Even if they were artificially cultivated trees that could be traded, not everyone could afford them.

He looked over the car window again and looked at the gray building in the distance.

A sense of oppression suddenly arises.

At this time, Xiao Jun's warm palm wrapped her hand and squeezed it.

Ruomu looked at the person beside him, feeling a little relieved, and then moved towards him.

The car finally stopped in front of a castle-like building.

In front of the gate is a large fountain, and in front of the fountain is a large lawn. In the middle of the lawn is a winding path. The path and lawn are scattered with cold-resistant low shrubs, which are well arranged and beautifully arranged.

After Ruomu came to the city, he went to a garden in the middle of the street. There was a large area of ​​grass in the garden, and he thought it was very nice, but compared to Young Master Xiao's house, it felt far worse.

In short, from the plants and trees, Ruomu already felt that the wealth of Young Master Xiao's family was not ordinary wealth, but a kind of wealth that she couldn't even imagine by using her imagination.

After the car stopped at the main entrance, a man in a suit hurried over and opened the car door for them.

Xiao Jun got out of the car first, then he handed Ruo Mu his hand, and Ruo Mu took his hand and got out of the car too.

The two walked towards the entrance door together. At this time, there were already three men in suits standing on both sides of the door, all with cold faces.

Looking at this posture, Ruo Mu's palms were sweating.

Xiao Jun smiled at her: "You just think they are all Chinese cabbage, or wooden stakes."

Ruomu imagined Chinese cabbage and wooden stakes, pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded to Xiao Jun.

The two walked into the house, walked through the entrance corridor, and came to the middle hall.

Uncle Wei asked them to sit on the sofa and wait for a while, and he went to talk to Mr. Xiao.

Xiao Jun nodded, and said to Ruomu: "You have to be notified when you see your father, don't you think it's outrageous?"

Ruomu smiled and said, "It's like seeing the emperor."

And Young Master Xiao is like that prince.

Xiao Jun also smiled bitterly, and led her to the sofa.

Sitting on the large white leather sofa, Ruomu looked around. On one side of the central hall was a fan-shaped staircase, which rotated and extended upwards, a bit like Master Xiao's art gallery.

Looking up at the dome again, I think the stained glass on the ceiling is very beautiful.

Feels more like a palace...

Young Master Xiao's home and the home she grew up in are like two extremes, one is like a high and cold palace, and the other is like a cold dungeon.

Both were cold but the same.

No wonder Master Xiao likes the Gulf Apartment, that apartment is not so luxurious, but it is extremely warm.

And Ruomu just came here for less than 5 minutes, and he also began to miss the temperature in that apartment, and wanted to go back to their small world, cook with him, do housework together, and paint with him...

After a few minutes, there was the sound of walking on the second floor.

Ruomu looked over and saw a tall man in a black stand-up collar shirt coming down the stairs, followed by Butler Wei.

She guessed that this handsome middle-aged uncle should be Young Master Xiao's father.

Xiao Jun stood up, and she also stood up.

Father Xiao came in front of them and greeted Xiao Jun: "I'm back."

"Well, father."

Ruo Muxin said, this is in his own home, calling him father instead of father would be too distant and polite.

But after thinking about it, if you don't alienate, Young Master Xiao won't want to go back to the old house for a day.

Father Xiao glanced at Ruomu.

Ruo Mu just wanted to say hello to Uncle, but Father Xiao's eyes had already shifted away, as if he had just glanced inadvertently just now, and didn't pay attention to her.

However, Xiao Jun still held her hand, took a step forward, and took the initiative to introduce: "Father, this is..."

"Ruomu, right?" Father Xiao glanced at Ruomu again, and said to Xiao Jun, "I know, Old Wei told me that this little girl was your former servant, and now she is your housekeeper."

The smile on Ruomu's face froze, and he finally pursed the corners of his mouth.

She silently withdrew her hand from Xiao Jun's hand.

But just as she was about to withdraw her hand, he squeezed it tightly again.

"Not a housekeeper, nor a servant, Ruomu is my girlfriend now." Xiao Jun said.

Father Xiao smiled and pointed to Xiao Jun, but there was no smile in his eyes, only suppressed sullenness.

Ruomu gently shook Xiao Jun's hand.

She didn't want Xiao Jun's relationship with her father to become more rigid because of this, and of course she didn't expect Xiao Jun to recognize her immediately.

Why did she come to someone's house, and everyone in the family liked her?It doesn't make sense.

Xiao's father stopped laughing, and said to Xiao Jun: "What kind of girlfriend is not a girlfriend, you two are children's play house. It doesn't matter, if you want to play house with a little girl, then go there, I I don’t object to you, as long as you don’t delay the serious business.”

Ruomu heard the voice of Xiao's father's words, playing house is nice, but it actually means playing.

After playing, he calmed down and still had to obey his father's arrangement.

Xiao Jun said: "We are not..."

Father Xiao raised his hand, interrupted Xiao Jun's words, and his face returned to a serious look: "There are guests at home today, and Lao Wei will arrange a room for Ruomu later, Xiao Jun, come and say hello to Sisi, and then Let's get ready for dinner."

"Which Sisi?"

Father Xiao was about to turn around, but when he heard Xiao Jun's words, he stopped in his tracks, with displeasure flashing across his eyes.

Ruomu has never been with Xiao's father, but he feels that he is a man of his own accord. Perhaps Xiao Jun's problems made him feel disobedient...

Father Xiao said: "Qin Sisi, she lived in our house when she was a child, when she was still a little fat girl."

Xiao Jun nodded: "Oh, the one that dyed the minibus pink burned my picture frame as firewood."

Father Xiao smiled, "Now I'm not self-willed, I'm not fat anymore, and I'm very generous, you'll know it after a while."

Ruomu could tell that this Qin Sisi might not have left any good impression on Xiao Jun, but he was the one that Father Xiao wanted to help him match up.

But Young Master Xiao obviously didn't want to see that Sisi, he said to his father: "Anyway, I'll see you later for dinner, so I won't say hello to her, I want to go back to my room and change my clothes first."

"Ajun, now that I'm talking, don't you listen?"

After Xiao's father said this sentence, Ruomu felt that the surrounding air was several degrees colder.

At the same time, Uncle Wei next to him also kept winking at Young Master Xiao.

But before Xiao Jun bowed his head and surrendered, there was a sudden plopping noise on the stairs.