Chapter 21 - He Is Extremely Territorial (1/2)
Chapter 21: He Is Extremely Territorial
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
When Xu Xiyan arrived at the bathroom, she was surprised to find a full set of toiletries already prepared for her, all of which were new.
Woah… you can only find this kind of treatment in a 5-star hotel!
What a super considerate, man…it warms my heart!
It was too bad that he supported Xu Jinshan and Chu Yuhe, putting him on the opposing side. She almost felt like getting a boyfriend like him.
Xu Xiyan also found a tote bag on the bathroom counter with a blue beveled V-neck s.h.i.+rt and a pair of casual jeans inside. At first glance, they looked like ordinary clothes, and their tags had already been removed, so she had no way of knowing their prices.
However, Xu Xiyan had an eye for high fas.h.i.+on. She recognized the brand name “Lord,” which was st.i.tched into the clothes’ side seams. It was an Italian luxury brand, and their design philosophy was “a low-profile king can do what he wants.”
A seemingly simple s.h.i.+rt, but she was sure that it had cost no less than five figures.
Xu Xiyan personally liked Lord’s design style. As she tried them on, she found that they fit as if they’d been tailor-made for her.
Xu Xiyan then remembered something. It’s no wonder that Elvis’s unconventional t-s.h.i.+rt and slacks look so stylish—they are also from the Lord brand.
She stripped off the clothes to take a good bath, putting them on once more after she’d finished. She walked out of the bathroom, feeling refreshed. She pa.s.sed through the living room and fumbled her way to the dining area, her eyes immediately fixing onto Huo Yunshen where he sat at the table, reading the newspaper.
Xu Xiyan noticed that the furniture in this house was all custom-made…the stoves, dining table, chairs…it was all adjustable to suit the user’s needs. Everything could be raised, or lowered enough to be used by someone in a wheelchair.
Xu Xiyan glanced at the kitchen stove, and then at the breakfast that had been neatly arranged on the table. She couldn’t help but ask.
“You made breakfast?”