From the outside, it didn't look too big, but once inside, the house proved to be much larger than it appeared from a distance.
Considering Fesari's wealth, the yard, or rather the villa, wasn't all that luxurious, at least the garden looked quite simple.
After entering, there wasn't any sense of opulence. This house was unlike the styles favored by the Middle Eastern tycoons—it had a simple, clean design, with a sense of technology, but wasn't overwhelmingly luxurious.
There were no carpets; the floor was covered with white marble, the likes of which Gao Yi had never seen in his life.
In the living room, there were several large sofas. Sitting on one was a man in his forties, looking fit and well-groomed with his stylish black beard. He had an air of elegance, that of nobility.
