Young master Dongshan's mixed-race boyfriend

After the typhoon, Dongshan Yanglou Street took two days to recover.

The sun room next door was blown away by the strong wind, and a professional cleaning company was also asked to clean it up. Because the sun room is made of glass, it did not cause damage to the western-style building.

Because it was the old house of the Wei family, Wei Mingyu came forward to communicate with the tenant about this matter.

This was Wei Mingyu's first time stepping into the Wei Family Mansion.

Because these western-style buildings are listed as cultural relics, the external architectural style cannot be changed. The tiles on the floor are still old tiles, and the windows are also teak windows. However, the interior decoration of Weijia Western-style Building is full of modern atmosphere.

The tenants of Wei's Mansion are a celebrity couple who usually don't show up easily. The person who met Wei Mingyu was the celebrity's assistant.

"Mr. Wei, please sit down." The assistant brother was very polite, invited someone in, and went to make tea again.

Celebrities all pay attention to privacy, and there are hourly workers in the Weijia mansion on weekdays doing hygiene, and no one else comes except the assistant.

Wei Mingyu was not interested in knowing which celebrity couple they were, nor did he want to drink tea and chat. "You don't have to be polite, let's go and see the scene before we talk."

Unexpectedly, although the other party was young, he did things without ambiguity. The assistant knew that he was in the wrong, and although he was upset, he immediately agreed.

The roof of the building has been cleaned up, and only the frame of the added sun room is still standing there, and almost all the surrounding glass has been peeled off by the strong wind.

Wei Mingyu's gaze fell on the connection between the frame and the ground. In order to fix the frame, a number of explosive screws were placed under each column, directly destroying the floor tiles.

"I've read the rental contract, and it states in the contract that you are not allowed to make any alterations to the western-style building, and you will be responsible for any damage caused." Wei Mingyu looked coldly.

"This..." the assistant hastily explained. "We didn't remodel it either, but just added a shed. We didn't expect that the typhoon this year was so severe that we were willing to bear the losses of the neighbors."

"This is just one of them." How could Wei Mingyu let him be fooled.

"I will give you 30 days for rectification. Within the time limit, all illegal parts must be demolished, and the original appearance of the western-style building must be restored." Wei Mingyu pointed to the place where the exploding screw was hit on the ground.

"I will ask another lawyer to sue you for compensation for the damage caused by the illegal construction to the western-style building, and I will also bear the relevant responsibilities."

"What?" The assistant's expression changed drastically.

They don't want to make a big deal out of this matter. Now that the network communication is developed, they will be exposed. Illegal construction is a small matter, but destroying and protecting cultural relics is a major matter!

Weijiayang Building not only built a sun room on the roof, but also converted the terrace on the third floor into a gym. Both of these places damaged the floor tiles on the ground.

Only at this moment did the assistant realize the seriousness of the matter. These western-style buildings are all protected cultural relics with stickers, and they are on file in G City.

It's all because the celebrity couple is too self-righteous, thinking that no one will care about them if the landlord hasn't returned to China for many years. They wanted to fool this typhoon, but they didn't expect the landlord's family to be in G City.

"My lawyer will contact you. You can discuss the details with my lawyer." Wei Mingyu didn't say much, turned around and walked downstairs.

The assistants were startled.

In fact, Wei Mingyu had planned to arrange a lawyer to deal with the illegal construction of the Weijia Mansion, but this typhoon just brought forward the prosecution schedule.

In the Bai family mansion, Bai Jinhua had been sitting in the living room waiting for Wei Mingyu to come back, thinking that if the other party bullied him because he was young, he would go there by himself.

"That's the way it should be done." Hearing Wei Mingyu's arrangement, Bai Jinhua agreed very much, and his face was full of anger. "When they built it, I happened to be staying in the imperial capital for a while, and when I came back, I let this bastard build it secretly."

If Bai Jinhua was here, it would be impossible for them to build it.

"When I returned to China this time, I also promised that my grandfather would deal with the illegal construction. I also contacted the lawyer, but I have been in the evidence collection stage." Wei Mingyu explained.

"Okay, that's good." Bai Jinhua was finally relieved, this matter has been hanging in his heart.

The Baijia Mansion and the Weijia Mansion were built at the same time, and the styles of the buildings are almost the same, and the floor space is similar, except that the yard of the Baijia Mansion is slightly larger.

Whether it's the friendship between the two families, or the affection for Mansion Street for so many years, Bai Jinhua doesn't want these symbols of the times to be destroyed.

On the same day, the lawyer in charge of the Weijia Mansion case contacted the celebrity couple.

The Baijia Mansion is quiet and comfortable, but the Weijia Mansion is full of noise. Of course, Wei Mingyu doesn't know about it, and he's not interested in knowing.

In the study room, Bai Xiyan was reading ancient books, and Wei Mingyu sat next to him.

"Will I disturb you when I answer the phone?" Wei Mingyu looked at the caller ID on the phone, it was Lawyer Chen.

"No, I'm fine." Bai Xiyan still focused on reading, and murmured back.

Wei Mingyu hugged the person with one arm, and turned on the phone with the other. "Lawyer Chen."

——"Mr. Wei, the other party hopes to reconcile privately and is willing to double the compensation. Do you want to talk about it?"

Public figures naturally cherish feathers, losing money is nothing, the important thing is to cover this matter and prevent the incident from fermenting.

"Don't talk about it, follow the procedure." Wei Mingyu's answer was very straightforward.

Living in the Bai family during this time, the love of the Bai family for the Bai family mansion, and Bai Jinhua's nostalgia for the mansion gave Wei Mingyu a lot of emotion.

Sometimes a house is not just a house, it is also a piece of history, a piece of memory, a piece of blood and tears.

Wei Mingyu also wanted to protect the Wei family's mansion like Bai Jinhua.

A century of storms and wars have survived, how can it be destroyed in a peaceful age?

After discussing some details of the prosecution with the lawyer, Wei Mingyu hung up the phone and looked up to see Bai Xiyan looking at her inquiringly.

"What's wrong?" Wei Mingyu pinched his face.

"You..." Bai Xiyan struggled for a moment, not knowing how to describe it. "You seem to be different."

"What's different?" Wei Mingyu asked seriously with a smile on his lips.

It was indeed different, but Bai Xiyan couldn't describe it.

Wei Mingyu, who met for the first time, was full of overseas vigor from the inside out, and seemed out of place with this classical western-style building.

The Wei Mingyu in front of him is a little more restrained in the bones of Chinese culture than when he first came here.

Bai Xiyan was sure that he was different.

"I'll kiss you without saying anything." Wei Mingyu smiled handsomely.

Bai Xiyan turned his gaze away but did not avoid it.

The sun was shining outside the teak window behind the two of them. After the typhoon, G City, which had been cool for only two days, returned to the oven.

There was a suspicious voice in the quiet room, Wei Mingyu supported Bai Xi's back of the neck, chasing his tender red lips to conquer the city.

Ever since the two confirmed their relationship, whenever Wei Mingyu seized the opportunity, he would give himself some sweets, and most of them broke up immediately.

This kiss made Bai Xiyan feel the feeling of suffocation again, and the relationship between the two was a little out of control.

"No... um... no..."

Occasionally, Tan Jiasheng would come up to chat with them, the study room was not safe, Bai Xiyan didn't want to let his family know so soon, at least not now, he was not prepared at all.

Wei Mingyu relaxed a little, and whispered against his lips. "Then go to the attic."

"What are you doing in the attic?" Bai Xiyan's heart beat like a drum, and he asked knowingly.

Bai Xiyan didn't even dare to recall what happened in the attic that night, the last two people's entanglement on the bed, it was too indulgent and chaotic.

"Kiss you, touch you, and... let you look at me too." Wei Mingyu coaxed him by licking his ears. "I do not want to see?"

Bai Xiyan's ears were red, and he panicked like a creeper outside the wall that was blown up by a typhoon, unable to get rid of the entanglement.

As long as he thought of Wei Mingyu's almost perfect figure and well-defined abdominal muscles, Bai Xiyan couldn't refuse.

Rubbing the bean paste on the ground, he opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and glanced in the direction of the door. Seeing that the two of them had gone out, he didn't respond, so he continued to close his eyes and sleep.

As long as the air conditioner is not turned off, Dou Sha will not care where the owner goes.

There is only one room in the attic on the fourth floor. Aunt Kang will come up to clean it every weekend. On weekdays, few people will come. Bai Jinhua and Uncle Jiu are both old, and they can't climb the stairs for nothing.

Wei Mingyu pulled the man into the room, and pressed him against the door as soon as the door was closed, followed by a tight kiss, without giving Bai Xiyan any time to react.

Bai Xiyan could only passively support Wei Ming's shoulder, bearing the other's deep kiss.

In a daze, Bai Xiyan felt the hem of his T-shirt being pulled up, and his fiery palms pressed against his waist.

With a click, Wei Mingyu unscrewed the lock and locked the door.

With hot breaths intertwined, Bai Xiyan's heart was trembling and guilty, he was intoxicated and yet sober, this feeling like cheating stimulated his nerves.

I don't know if it's because the room is stuffy or because the two of them are hot and young, indulged in each other. Although they haven't reached the last step, Wei Mingyu has tasted everything he should have tasted.