Chapter 63 Living Together

An hour later, the car drove into the wide gate of Ziyuan. The light European retro gate was large enough for five cars to pass through in parallel. After entering the gate, there was a large green belt. Looking around, there were only a dozen or twenty villas, and the distance between villas was about a hundred meters, so the lighting was good.

Jiang Wu looked at the villa in front of him through the car window and asked Han Zhong, "Are all these yours?"

"No, only the first one is." Han Zhong was looking down at Jiang Wu's physical examination report sent by Zhan Xiangchen, and replied without raising his head.

"oh."

Yao Ping drove the car to the garage, and Jiang Wu stopped in front of the gate of the villa.

Han turned back to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wu glanced at the ground around the villa, shook his head, and followed.

The spacious and bright living room has a high ceiling, and looks simple but very expensive furniture and decorations. It is mainly made of wood and light colors, a typical modern and simple style.

If he had just been reborn, Jiang Wu would definitely not have been able to see how expensive these things were, but after a few months of financial pressure and being influenced by the entertainment industry, he had some understanding of Han Zhong's identity.

Although Han Zhong is no longer the emperor in this life, he seems to be living a better life. At least he doesn't have to live in the cold palace and starve from the moment he is born.

"Mr. Han."

A middle-aged woman with her hair in a bun and glasses walked out of the living room and looked at Jiang Wu curiously, "Who is this gentleman?"

"Just call him Mr. Jiang."

Han Zhong hung his coat on the hanger in the entrance hall and looked at Jiang Wu. "This is Aunt Bai. She is usually in charge of cooking and cleaning. The guest room is not ready yet. You can take a rest first. You can tell her if you want to eat anything."

Jiang Wu was indeed a little hungry, so he said that anything he could eat would be fine.

"I just made dumplings today, with three fresh ingredients. Is that okay?"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Aunt Bai turned and went into the kitchen. Jiang Wu looked around and suddenly saw Han Zhong walking towards the second floor, so he followed him.

Han Chong paused and looked back at him, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Wu did not answer, but asked, "Where are you going?"

"Take a shower and change clothes."

Han Zhong had to lower his head to see him, while Jiang Wu had to look up. It looked like he was looking up at him, and he seemed a little reluctant. He paused and said, "If you're bored, you can watch TV."

Jiang Wu had no interest in television. He usually watched enough to study his acting skills. "Can I go to your room?"

Han Zhong frowned immediately, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just looking."

"There's nothing to watch. Go watch TV."

After saying that, Han Zhong quickened his pace and went back to the room. Jiang Wu had no choice but to turn around and walk out the door again.

Outside the door is a lawn with a yard. The surrounding walls are planted with rows of green plants. There is also a walking path outside. The ground lights and street lights illuminate all blind spots without leaving anything out.

Jiang Wu crossed the path and walked to the corner of the wall. He stared at the soil under his feet for a while, then walked around the entire wall. Finally, he returned to the starting point, squatted down, and picked up the soil from the corner with his hands.

In the room on the second floor, Han Zhong had just finished taking a shower and was talking on the phone with Yao Ping. When he passed by the window, he saw a familiar figure squatting in the corner of the wall downstairs. The figure was digging something with his head down, with his eyes lowered and a serious look on his face, and he didn't even notice that his pants were stained with mud.

"Mr. Han?" Yao Ping's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, go on."

"Community surveillance did not detect any suspicious persons. Mr. Jiang's assistant Zhang Xiaoyu was the only person who went home an hour before the fire. However, we still need to wait for the accident report from the Fire Department to find out the specific cause of the fire."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Han Zhong glanced out the window and reminded him, "Buy some casual clothes and shoes when you pick me up tomorrow morning."

"Mr. Jiang's size?"

"Um."

"OK."

When Han Zhong came downstairs, two bowls of dumplings were already on the table. Aunt Bai saw him and asked curiously, "Where is Mr. Jiang? Is he taking a bath?"

"He's playing outside. I'll go call him."

Han Zhong said as he walked towards the door. Just at this moment Jiang Wu just walked in. When he opened the door, Jiang Wu almost bumped into his arms. Jiang Wu subconsciously took a step back. There were stairs behind him. Han Zhong quickly reached out and held his waist and pulled him back.

The two of them were almost stuck together, Han Zhong put his hands around his waist, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: what a thin waist.

Jiang Wu looked at him blankly, and Han Zhong let go of him calmly, "Be careful."

"……oh."

"Go wash your hands and come and eat."

After a while, Jiang Wu washed his hands and walked over to sit down opposite Han Zhong. Han Zhong looked up at the dirt on his clothes and asked, "What are you doing outside?"

“I saw something interesting.”

"What?"

Jiang Wu swallowed the dumpling and said vaguely, "Something you don't like."

A trace of doubt flashed across Han Zhong's eyes. Just as he was about to ask more questions, he heard Jiang Wu ask, "Besides me, have you ever brought anyone else to live here?"

Aunt Bai happened to pass by, and when she heard this, she immediately pretended not to hear it, quickened her pace and walked into the kitchen, fearing that she would get involved in some Shura scene.

“…”

Han Zhong avoided his gaze calmly and said, "Zhou Changming comes more often."

Jiang Wu had seen Zhou Changming several times before. He did have a talent for learning Taoism, but he had no actual cultivation. The Taoist formations around the villa could only be set up by someone who had reached at least the sixth level of the Heyou realm.

He asked, "What else?"

Han Zhong paused while eating the dumplings and said, "I can't remember clearly."

“Do you have surveillance here?”

“…”

Han Zhong raised his eyes and looked at him. Jiang Wu paused and said quickly, "I'm sorry."

"……It's OK."

“…”

Neither of them spoke any more after that, and the meal was eaten in silence.

It was already past ten o'clock when they finished eating. Han Zhong absentmindedly put away the dishes and put them in the sink. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jiang Wu go upstairs, probably to take a shower.

When Aunt Bai came over to wash the dishes, she saw him standing there in a daze, and asked casually, "It's almost eleven o'clock, why aren't you sleeping yet, Mr. Han?"

"Yeah, I'm going to sleep." Han looked at the clock on the wall again, glanced at the second floor, sat on the sofa and started watching TV.

When Aunt Bai came out of the kitchen, she saw him still sitting on the sofa, glancing at the second floor from time to time. She couldn't help but ask, "Are you waiting for Mr. Jiang?"

Han Zhong's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and said, "I just finished eating and I'm not too sleepy, so I'll watch some TV."

Aunt Bai looked at him meaningfully, turned and left.

Han Zhong: “…”

The TV was still the channel that Jiang Wu had tuned to before, and skits were being broadcast. After Han Zhong finished watching two skits, there was still no movement on the second floor. He couldn't help it anymore, so he got up and walked to the second floor.

The rooms on the second floor were distributed along the corridors on both sides of the stairs. Jiang Wu's room was at the end of the corridor on the left. Han Zhong stood in front of his door and waited for a moment before knocking.

"Knock, knock."

No one opened the door.

Han knocked twice again, but still no one answered. He paused, and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly met the curious gaze of Aunt Bai downstairs.

“…”

When their eyes met, Aunt Bai turned away awkwardly, "I'll come out and get a glass of water."

After saying that, he left in a hurry. Han Zhong was silent for a moment. When he turned around to leave, the door behind him suddenly opened.

"Han Zhong?"

Jiang Wu stood behind the door in pajamas that were obviously one size too big. His hair was slightly wet, revealing his fair skin, which made his lips look particularly red. He was still covered in moisture. "What can I do for you?"

"I remember there didn't seem to be a hair dryer in your room..."

"Aunt Bai gave it to me."

Han paused, "Okay."

Seeing him standing at the door without moving, Jiang Wu asked, "Anything else?"

“…No more.”

"Then I'll close the door."

After saying that, the door closed in front of him.

Han Zhong stood there for a while before turning around and leaving, but when he turned around, he met Aunt Bai's gaze again.

“…”

He closed his eyes and asked, "Don't you get sleepy at eleven o'clock?"

Aunt Bai held the cup and replied, "I just finished eating and I'm not too sleepy, so I came out for a walk."

"…It's getting late. Go to bed quickly."

"Mr. Han should also go to bed early."

Han Zhong turned around and went back to his room, turned on the bedside wall lamp and then turned off the main light. He frowned and stared at the ceiling in the room for a long time before he let out a long breath, closed his eyes and fell asleep.