It feels wonderful~

After Fang Zongtang entered the room, he looked at the clean marble floor, then lowered his head to look at the plastic sandals on his feet that he had casually put on from the old house. The sandals were dusty, and there was a lot of mud on the soles and uppers. He didn't know which trash can the fat old lady had found these old sandals from.

After Song Yi came in, he asked the nanny to leave.

"This is our own home. The shoe cabinet downstairs is full of your shoes, and the closet upstairs is full of your clothes. I'll take you to see it!"

She immediately took off her plastic sandals and went into the house barefoot.

Song Yi went back and forth several times, put the things he brought back in the lobby on the first floor, and took Fang Zongtang to visit the villa.

"The room at the entrance is the shoe cabinet for our home, which contains shoes for the whole family. The same goes for the room next to it." Song Yi said as he pushed open the two doors.

After seeing the rows of full shoe racks inside, Fang Zongtang's pupils dilated.

"Are these all from our family?"

Song Yi pointed at the women's shoes on the shelf and said, "These are all bought according to your size. Most of them are women's shoes. Mine and Ji Zong's, those in the corner."

She looked in the direction Song Yi pointed and saw two lonely rows of shoe racks placed in the corner, and the shoe racks were not even half full.

Fang Zongtang couldn't see enough. She recognized them at a glance. These clothes were either big brands or pure handmade custom-made. She had taken her son-in-law to Queen's Road to see the world several times before. She only looked but didn't buy, and even had a quarrel with the clerk.

Who would have thought that one day these things would be piled here for her to choose?

What kind of surprise is this?

"Are these all mine?" She put this down and looked at that, her eyes almost dazzled.

Song Yi smiled and pointed at the stairs and said, "Let me take you to the cloakroom."

Fang Zongtang immediately became energetic.

"Go, go, I'm all sticky, hurry up and find some clothes so I can take a shower."

Song Yi smiled and nodded.

There were also two cloakrooms, just like the shoe storage downstairs, one was full, so another was built. Song Yi and Fang Jizong's clothes were piled pitifully in the corner on two hangers.

Leaving Fang Zongtang to look after the clothes, Song Yi went to run the bath water.

After everyone left, Fang Zongtang immediately closed the door and excitedly shuttled among the clothes racks.

The left row is all Chanel, the right row is all Chambord, and the middle row is handmade custom products from time-honored Hong Kong brands. There are many luxury brands hanging in front, some of which I have seen before and some I have not.

I picked up a piece at random, it was a Chanel pearl model. The collar, cuffs, buttons and hem were all hand-sewn with round pearls as big as fingernails. The pearls were uniform in color, smooth and moist, and all the same size. Even if you randomly cut one off, it would be worth about a hundred yuan. This is the price based on her vision ten years ago. It can only be more expensive now, not cheaper.

The Chanel one is even more amazing, the collar and brooch area are all sewn with diamonds. The light reflected by diamonds and glass is different. Under the light, there are at least six light points, while the light from glass is very scattered.

The one in her hand right now, even if she doesn't face the light, she can see that it is a fine kerosene diamond with strong fire. It must be dazzling under the light.

There is just one thing, they are too small, just a little bigger than a grain of rice, less than one carat. They look good when put together, but cannot be sold at much price.

I don’t know which idiot is so cruel as to cut such a high-quality diamond into pieces!