"What kind of prediction is this? We wanted you to tell us sothing good, but instead, you’re just throwing cold water on us!" Zhong Qiaohui suddenly shoved Zhang Sanfeng’s shoulder.
Zhang Sanfeng nearly fell to the ground, taken by surprise.
It was clear that Miss Zhong’s way of speaking was quite similar to Gu Nuan’s. Granted, Gu Nuan was more tactful, but she often hit the nail on the head, while Miss Zhong’s words were like daggers. Truly, birds of a feather flock together.
"He hasn’t finished talking yet." Zhan Dapeng raised his hand as if to stop their argunt, thinking to himself, if it weren’t for Zhong Qiaohui livening up the atmosphere, who knows how things would have turned out.
Sotis, being straightforward has its advantages.
Wei Changqing crossed his arms, looking like he was ready and waiting.
Zhang Sanfeng looked around at them, surprised to see that no one was discouraged by his earlier words. It was unexpected, and he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous as he glanced her way.
Zhong Qiaohui noticed his gaze and froze for a mont, "What is it? Looking at ? Is there sothing on my face? Don’t you always say I’m ugly? So why are you staring at soone ugly?"
How is she ugly? She’s long been far from it.
Zhan Dapeng and Wei Changqing both turned their faces away. They had no interest in getting involved in the couple’s matters, standing there like a third wheel. Yet these two always kept competing, making it feel like the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.
Zhang Sanfeng controlled his emotions, turned back, took a deep breath, and said, "To the east."
"To the east?"
"Yes. Actually, there’s sothing I’ve never ntioned."
The others pricked up their ears, listening to what he had to say.
"That ti, when I went to my sister-in-law’s hotown, I felt her ho was radiant."
Wasn’t it said that Gu Nuan’s family was poor? How good could Gu Nuan’s hotown possibly be? Everyone here who hadn’t been to Gu Nuan’s ho could imagine the Gu Family must be destitute, shabby beyond asure.
In reality, the Gu Family’s house was indeed a decades-old house, with outer walls peeling off beyond recognition, and scenes of rats running through the streets and alleys, in a dated building with not even neighborhood managent.
Zhang Sanfeng actually said that when he went to the Gu Family, like Xiao Yebai, he felt the Gu Family was full of sunshine, beautiful.
Were these two living in darkness for too long?
Or was there sothing wrong with their heads?
Could the Gu Family really be as beautiful as Zhang Sanfeng’s villa of gold and silver, or the multimillion-dollar Xiao Family ho?
Zhong Qiaohui held her brow, as if in a state of puzzlent.
On the other hand, Zhan Dapeng and Wei Changqing seed to sowhat understand what Zhang Sanfeng ant.
It’s not about a house being beautiful, valuable, or filled with treasures, making its residents happy. Like soone living long-term in a mountain of gold, after a while, looking at mountains of gold could drive you crazy, no? Those who don’t go mad likely would have escaped the gold mountain long ago because it’s too lonely, too hollow.
Zhang Sanfeng wasn’t happy at all living in that villa made of gold and silver. The reason his villa ended up being that style was entirely because the family elders entrusted the architect building the house with the task to convey their sympathy for the hardships and injuries he had suffered.
The wealthy Zhang Family could only think of using money. Hence, his villa beca decorated with gold and silver, a pri example of ostentation. Zhang San, out of gratitude for his elders’ affection, didn’t alter the current ostentatious style of the house.
Living in a house is happiest when there’s soone with you, soone you love. Then, no matter how bad the house, you can find joy in hardship and feel the place is radiant.
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