Chapter 162 Photos
The stairs are covered with thick carpet, and stepping on it feels like getting a massage.
Yang Shuyi quickly went upstairs.
At the front of the upstairs is a study room, which is full of books. Yang Shuyi took a look and found that most of them were related to physics.
Yang Shuyi walked around the study and then went to the next room.
The room next door was locked. Yang Shuyi pushed it but it didn't open.
She continued walking forward and entered a room with a half-open door.
There was a fireplace in the room, and a set of sofas that looked very expensive. Yang Shuyi only knew that they were made of leather, but she didn't know what kind of leather it was.
Next to the sofa is an ornament, a cheetah with a golden background and inlaid with diamonds and emeralds. It looks radiant and has a kind of exquisite wild beauty.
Yang Shuyi couldn't help but reach out and touch it. So many gems, it must cost a lot of money.
She didn't know what this room was used for, so she saw there was a door inside and walked over.
This is obviously a bedroom.
The bedroom is very large, with a light blue velvet carpet on the floor. Further in is a dressing room filled with various suits and shirts belonging to Song Huaijin.
There was a display stand in the middle, filled with all kinds of famous watches and jeweled cufflinks. Yang Shuyi's eyes were fixed on them.
She couldn't help but open the display case, took out a blue diamond cufflink, and looked at it under the light. The huge ball of fire almost blinded her eyes.
Yang Shuyi looked at it for a long time before reluctantly putting down the cufflinks.
Then she went into the bathroom next door to take a look.
The bathroom was also large, with a jetted tub that looked like it was carved out of a single block of marble.
Every piece of decoration inside is extremely exquisite. Even the bottle containing shower gel is made of crystal. It has been polished into many facets, refracting light and making it crystal clear.
There is also a crystal chandelier overhead.
Yang Shuyi looked around and couldn't help but think of the three red brick and tile houses in her home, and an indescribable feeling arose in her heart.
This chandelier alone is probably enough to build a nice little villa in her hometown.
Coming out of the bathroom, Yang Shuyi couldn't help but take off her slippers and stepped on the plush carpet. The carpet was soft and silky under her feet, and she felt extremely comfortable.
She was about to go out and look at the other rooms when a photo on the bedside table caught her eye.
It's a half-length portrait of a woman.
Song Huaijin has a woman?
Yang Shuyi hurried over and was about to reach out to take the photo frame, but she was stunned.
Isn’t this woman Lin Xi?
Why is her photo here?
Yang Shuyi felt a little desperate for a moment. She stared at the photo and suddenly realized something was wrong.
This is not Lin Xi, it just looks very similar to Lin Xi.
She and Lin Xi were in the same dormitory, so she was very familiar with Lin Xi's appearance.
The woman in the photo has thicker eyebrows than Lin Xi, they are heroic sword-like eyebrows, while Lin Xi has willow-shaped eyebrows.
She took the photo frame in her hand and looked at it carefully, and found that the age was wrong.
The woman in the photo looks very mature, probably over 30 years old, with long curly hair. She looks heroic and has the charm of a mature woman.
Lin Xi's temperament is somewhat similar to hers, but not exactly the same.
Yang Shuyi felt puzzled. Why did this woman look so much like Lin Xi?
He was sure that this was Song Huaijin's bedroom, which could be seen from the dressing room. The photo was placed on the bedside table. There was no doubt that this woman was very important to Song Huaijin.
Yang Shuyi suddenly had the urge to throw the photo frame on the ground.
She looked at the photo for a long time before putting it down and leaving the bedroom.
After walking outside, Yang Shuyi no longer had the urge to look around. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she saw the figure of Butler Chen appear at the corner.
Yang Shuyi was very glad that she came out in time. Fortunately, housekeeper Chen did not discover that she had entered Song Huaijin's bedroom.
Butler Chen came up with a key in his hand and smiled at Yang Shuyi, "By the way, there's a locked room over here. Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Yang Shuyi waved her hand, "No, I'd better go down and sit down."
Butler Chen said meaningfully, "I think you should take a good look at this room."
As he spoke, Butler Chen walked to the door and opened it.
Yang Shuyi couldn't help but follow and look inside.
Butler Chen pointed to the room and said, "This is a living room. There is also a bedroom inside."
After saying that, he gently pushed Yang Shuyi, and Yang Shuyi walked in involuntarily.
The living room is decorated in a retro style.
There are dark green wall panels, a leopard skin on the sofa, and many exquisite exotic ornaments in the house.
What attracted Yang Shuyi's attention was not the decorations. She saw a wall of photos, all of which were photos of the same woman.
The woman always looks nonchalant, and her casualness can be seen in many of her photos.
But no matter what angle you look at it from, it has a unique beauty.
Just by looking at the photos, you can feel that this woman is extremely outstanding and can live so confidently and freely.
Housekeeper Chen stared at Yang Shuyi calmly, then suddenly whispered in her ear, "You can also go and check out the bedroom."
Yang Shuyi seemed to be bewitched and walked to the bedroom door. Inside was a large Southeast Asian-style bed with four pillars and light blue gauze curtains hanging from the top of the bed.
Ivory-white embroidered silk sheets, and a light blue nightgown thrown casually beside the bed, as if her owner had just left.
There is also a dressing room inside, which is full of women's clothes, including clothes for all seasons and occasions.
Yang Shuyi bit her lip as she finished reading and came out. Butler Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you finished reading?" Yang Shuyi nodded and walked out.
Butler Chen locked the door as it was, glanced at Yang Shuyi, and said slowly, "This room belongs to Mr. Song's former lover."
Yang Shuyi couldn't help but ask, "What about her? Did she break up with Mr. Song?"
As Butler Chen walked downstairs, he whispered, "I heard he's dead."
"This is also the reason why Mr. Song has not married for so many years."
"This villa originally belonged to that woman. After she died, she left all her property to Mr. Song, and Mr. Song has lived here for twenty years."
"The room just now is cleaned regularly by a dedicated person, and everything inside is maintained in the same condition as when the woman left."
"Mr. Song sometimes comes in to sit down."
Yang Shuyi bit her lip and said, "Boss Song is really infatuated with her."
Butler Chen sighed, "Who said it wasn't?"
"I also advised Mr. Song that even if he didn't want to get married, he should at least have a child."
"Tell me, with so much property, who will inherit it in the future?"
"But Mr. Song doesn't even want a child."
"He had already made a will, donating all his property to the country."
Yang Shuyi asked in surprise: "So much money, all donated?"
Butler Chen sighed, "Yes, that's hundreds of millions!"
“It’s enough money to last a lifetime.”
(End of this chapter)
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