During this morning, Nanqiao walked around the new house and looked around, while planning how to live there in the future.
This garden house covers an area of about 1,000 square meters. The main structure is a three-story building with one underground floor, which is slightly in the style of a European castle. There is a garage and a two-story building next to it, which seems to be a place for servants to rest. In addition, there is a swimming pool in the backyard. The ancient trees in the courtyard provide shade while blocking the prying eyes of outsiders, protecting the privacy of the owner to a great extent.
The more Nanqiao looked at this courtyard, the more satisfied she was. As one of the best residential areas in Shanghai, Nanqiao couldn't imagine that this place really belonged to her.
It was almost noon, and Sheng Yanchuan looked at the time. He thought that dinner should be ready at home, so he said to Nanqiao, "Qiaoqiao, let's go home to eat first, okay? I'll arrange for someone to clean up here, and then we'll move over here."
"Okay," Nanqiao responded obediently, holding Sheng Yanchuan's arm intimately and walking downstairs. She had been so excited this morning that she hadn't eaten anything. When it came to lunch, Nanqiao suddenly felt her stomach rumbling.
On the way home, Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan sat in the back seat of the car, watching the sycamore trees on the roadside passing by the car window. Nanqiao suddenly had an idea: could it be that when she passed by here before she transmigrated into the book, her old self was in that house?
This wonderful feeling filled Nanqiao's heart.
"I won't go to the company this afternoon. Let's wait for our parents to get home in the evening and tell them." Sheng Yanchuan interrupted Nanqiao's wonderful thoughts. Nanqiao's mother had said before that she would take a long vacation to take care of Nanqiao during her confinement. Now that they were planning to move here, they naturally had to tell Nanqiao's family.
As for your family, you should also inform them before moving.
"Okay, my parents will be happy for us too." Although the two families didn't live separated by a wall like before, the Nan family had cars and it only took them ten minutes to drive to their place. Just like Sheng Yanchuan said, this was really not a reason to be embarrassed.
Sheng Yanchuan nodded. The Nan family would naturally be happy for them, but the Sheng family didn't know...
"The yard and the house are bigger, so I will arrange for a few more people to come in, such as a nanny, driver, bodyguard and chef. What do you think?" Sheng Yanchuan asked Nanqiao for his opinion. Nanqiao didn't like too many strangers at home, but the house here is much bigger than Nan's, and Wang Hong and Li Yan would definitely not be able to take care of them now.
"Sure, but Wang Hong, Li Yan, Jian Le and Jian Hua should not move. They are used to it." Nan Qiao nodded. It would take Wang Hong a whole day to clean up such a big house. She must hire someone.
"good"
"Aunt Zhou...what do you think about letting Aunt Zhou be the housekeeper? Aunt Zhou has understood our living habits over the years. As a housekeeper, she doesn't have to do any heavy work. She just needs to arrange things and have someone busy. It's better than doing nothing all day long." Nanqiao suggested. After that, he looked at Sheng Yanchuan with burning eyes, waiting for his answer. After all, Aunt Zhou is not their family member. If she just stays here doing nothing and has to be supported by Nanqiao, she might not be comfortable after a long time. It would be better to arrange some light work for her to give her some income so that she doesn't have to be idle all day long.
Although he was a housekeeper, Nanqiao didn't want to control Aunt Zhou all day long. She could still do whatever she wanted.
"Okay." Sheng Yanchuan thought for a while, then nodded seriously under Nanqiao's gaze. Aunt Zhou had been busy all her life. During this period of time, ever since Li Yan took over the cooking job, Sheng Yanchuan often saw Aunt Zhou sitting in front of the bed and staring outside in a daze. It was not until the job of picking up the children from school was officially handed over to her that Aunt Zhou had some hope. During the day, she helped Li Yan and Wang Hong with all kinds of work. As the time to pick up the children from school approached, it was visibly that Aunt Zhou's mood was much higher. If a driver and bodyguards were arranged to pick up the children, Aunt Zhou would probably get sick from being idle at home. So it seemed that the position of housekeeper was a good job.
"Then I'll discuss it with Aunt Zhou this afternoon." Nanqiao said and stopped thinking about these things.
Back home, after lunch, take a nap as usual
As soon as she woke up, Nanqiao looked at the house transfer documents that Sheng Yanchuan had placed on the bedside table. She immediately stared at Sheng Yanchuan with wide eyes in surprise.
"Liu Feng delivered it? How come it was so fast? In the past, when we bought a house, it took at least one or two days to complete the transfer of ownership."
"The original owner must have some connections. We helped him out of his immediate problem, so he helped us with it."
"This is great!" Nanqiao touched his name on it, held it in his arms and shook it happily, then moved closer to Sheng Yanchuan and kissed him on the cheek.
"I really love you so much"
Seeing her acting so cute, Sheng Yanchuan burst out laughing, "Do you really love me, not this house?"
"I love you all, but I love you the most. Without you, there would be no such house." Nanqiao was like a boneless person, nestling in Sheng Yanchuan's arms, rubbing against her lazily, full of dependence.
"I love you too." Sheng Yanchuan moved closer to Nanqiao, supported her somewhat heavy body, and deepened the kiss.
After Nanqiao became pregnant, Sheng Yanchuan often kissed her, but this feeling of being able to kiss but not being able to taste was really torturous. With Nanqiao's moans in his ears, Sheng Yanchuan's breathing became heavier. He tried hard to restrain himself from touching Nanqiao's moist red lips, buried his head in her neck, and calmed his breathing.
Thinking about that momentary negligence now, Sheng Yanchuan wanted to beat himself to death... Two children were enough, why did he have to make such a fuss?
"Qiaoqiao, after this baby is born, we won't have any more, okay?" The low and hoarse voice entered Nanqiao's ears, shaking her heart and numbness. She nodded subconsciously. She was not an old sow, and this time was purely an accident. She was very satisfied with three babies.
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