This is a house only the wealthy can afford, with an estimated cost of several tens of millions.
Si Ye gestured for Chen Zhi to get out of the car and follow his steps. As they entered the villa, Chen Zhi's eyes lit up - the decor was all European pastoral style, very beautiful.
There wasn't much furniture, but each piece was exquisite.
Seeing the delight in Chen Zhi's eyes, Si Ye smiled faintly, "Do you like it here? If you ever leave me, I'll give this place to you."
Chen Zhi restrained the smile at the corner of her mouth and said nothing.
She wasn't greedy for money, nor was she pleased to hear Si Ye's words.
"The gift is in the bedroom upstairs. Go take it," Si Ye pointed upstairs.
"What gift?" Chen Zhi was still puzzled.
"You'll know when you see it."
She cast a doubtful glance at Si Ye but chose to go upstairs to have a look. Climbing the white spiral staircase, Si Ye followed suit.
