Lamborghini slowly passed the access control and drove into a high-end manor in the suburbs of Tokyo.

This is a property exclusively belonging to the Chuluye family. The entire manor was bought by Chuluye's father and belongs to a private territory.

People like them can no longer count how many real estate they have, but no matter how many houses they buy, they only live in one.

The big villa in front of Asuka River is the most common place for Chuluye to settle down.

It is said that thirty or forty years ago, it was still very desolate and a village. At that time, Kurono Daigo lived here.

Later, when he got rich, he relocated his residence in Tokyo and demolished the old village and built a manor.

If you can buy a new house in the center of Tokyo, you will have money to get it. People in the whole village are grateful to Hiroshino Daigo. Even if the families who are relatively distant from Hiroshino Daigo, they will no longer talk if they get the benefits.

Returning home in glory to give back to the villagers, no matter what the original intention of Hakurono Daigo was, at least this incident became a beautiful story and an indispensable part of his personal biography.

Standing at the door of the villa, Asukao thought about these things that he had learned through the Internet and the news for a long time, and had an illusion.

He looks quite like that man in some ways.

At least in terms of style of conduct, Hakukano Daigo and Asahikawa have a personality, and they are both people who only pursue results.

As long as the result is good, neither of them cares about what methods they use, nor what their deepest hearts think.

Who knows what kind of person is inside if Daigo Chuluo, who started from scratch, tear off the appearance of a philanthropist?

He knew people and face but not the heart. He became more wary of Hakuno Daigo in his heart.

The bodyguard stood at the door like a stone pillar. When he saw the man and woman walking out of the scroll, he bent down and saluted respectfully.

Mr. Shimada is still in the hospital, and he needs to go to the company to pick up Hakuro Ogo. Now there is no one else in the entire villa except the servants.

He threw the car key into the bodyguard who had already held it in both hands, and Chuluo led Asikawa into the door.

To describe the decoration of this villa as magnificent, Tori Chuan felt wronged by the designer.

Any of the blankets on the ground and the paintings hanging on the wall can make a person who strengthens the company have no worries about food and clothing from now on.

Especially the paintings on the walls of the entrance corridor where you just entered the door, even if the homeless man who had never been exposed to art would be amazed.

Maybe I would be willing to exchange one-third of my bread for exchange.

Moreover, the corridor is ridiculously wide, and Asuka feels that it is more than enough to drive the big bull outside in.

"I'll go change my clothes, there's everything in the living room. If I could see a cup of coffee on the table when I came out, I might say thank you."

Chuluye would not look at the other person when he spoke. Unless there was a ghost in his heart that he had a view of her, she would usually be too lazy to turn her head, and at most she would turn her eyes.

Asakawa felt that this behavior was very impolite and whispered her in his heart.

So Chuluye turned his head and looked at him with a bad look, while Asuka smiled as if he had succeeded in making a prank.

"Ha, are you a child?" Chuluye snorted disdainfully, stepped upstairs on the stairs and went to change his clothes.

Asakusa caresses the antiques placed in the living room with his hands, and gives them a price in his heart.

One hundred million yen or two hundred million yen?

It won't be exaggerating, right?

Ah, evil capitalism!

Damn it, is it even a coffee pot antique? Don’t tell me which medieval British royal family used this set of coffee devices!

Um?

The coffee beans are so fragrant.

As the young owner of a dessert shop, brewing coffee is already a basic skill. Even if you don’t use the coffee machine and use the hand-brewing process, you can still make a cup of high-quality coffee.

Of course, the premise is to have good coffee beans instead of instant coffee powder.

More than ten minutes later, Chuluye got down from the upper floor.

She has become even more simple when she put on a home dress, but that may be just because she has taken off her light makeup.

As we all know, there are two people who do not wear makeup or not, and there are two people who do not wash your hair or not.

But this sentence does not apply to Chuluye. No matter what, she is like a fairy.

The home dress is not as long as the swaying white dress, so it can only barely wrap her tight buttocks.

So the two originally eye-catching thighs were even more exaggerated, giving people the feeling that this woman had only legs left besides her head.

Good legs, famous tools!

Asahikawa did not hide his appreciation and his admiration in his heart at all.

Anyway, this woman can't hide her mind.

Chuluye snorted coldly with his nose, just thinking that Torikawa was praising her.

The reason why I indulged Akikawa's gaze was because she saw a cup of steaming coffee on the table.

Oh, this man is not worthless.

"Thank you..." Chu Luye bent down and reached out to serve the coffee saucer.

Halfway through the thanks, her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Because she was close, she saw some coffee stains hanging on the wall of the cup.

That means that this cup of coffee has been drunk.

Asakawa almost couldn't help laughing. He forced himself to calm down and took the cup of coffee from Chuluye's hands, and took a sip.

He was afraid that Chuluye would raise his cup and plates later.

It's true that this girl is really capable.

"No need to thank you, after all, it was not for you." Asakawa said the final kill with a calm look on his face.

Killing someone is even more heartbroken, so terrible.

Chuluye's expression changed a little. She finally resisted the urge to scold Asikawa, walked slowly to the coffee pot, and poured out the remaining coffee.

Looking at the woman who was angry, he laughed angry and said, "May I ask, are you a child?"

Good guy, another word of kill.

Chuluye finally couldn't help it, and stared at him with his teeth, pushing out one by one: "If you show your verbal benefits, you can get out of me."

Asakusa nodded seriously, quietly put on the title of "Arsonist in Heart", and then smiled fatally.

"Of course, I didn't mean it, the world can be seen."

I originally wanted to say something, but I was stunned by the smile of Akichuan's kilowatts, and she swallowed the even more ugly words back into her stomach.

She shook the clean coffee pot and put it back on her original position. She slowly sat opposite Aki River, crossing her legs to the side.

This is a very standard ladylike posture. It is not only beautiful but also dignified, but it has certain requirements for the flexibility and length of the legs.

It's not OK to be too short, nor too thick.

Chuluye's legs are perfect, without any pressure.

But her legs were still too long after all, and the swing was relatively large. When crossing, Aoichuan saw something white at a moment.

It took only one frame to put it in the game, but it was accurately captured by Asuka.

Fortunately, he was burned because he was too anxious to drink coffee. Otherwise, if he had any evil thoughts in his heart, he would probably have been sunk to Tokyo Bay tonight.

Time passed by minute by minute, and neither of them spoke.

It is difficult to let Chuluye speak on his own initiative, not to mention that he was defeated just now.

Asakusa is actually not an active person, so the atmosphere is so stiff.
Chapter completed!