Chapter 35 It’s Better Not to Explain
Pascal's home is in La Ciotat, which is also a satellite city of Marseille like Aix. It is also about 30 kilometers away from Marseille, but it is in two directions of Marseille. Aix is an inland town, while La Ciotat is a coastal town.
The first second Pascal's car entered La Ciotat, Xiao Peng fell in love with this place.
This place is really small, and you can see all the scenery at a glance.
La Ciotat is built along a U-shaped natural harbor, with the harbor on one side and the hillside on the other. The residential area is divided into two parts: one is the old buildings at the foot of the hill, and the other is the villa area along the hillside. These villas face the sea and offer beautiful views, making them a prime vacation destination for the wealthy.
Pascal took Xiao Peng to a two-story villa on the hillside. When the car arrived, Pascal took out the electric key, pressed a button, and the gate opened, and he drove directly into the yard. After getting out of the car, Pascal stretched out his arm and said, "Welcome to La Ciotat."
The passenger door opened and Xiao Peng jumped out of the car. "Finally, we're here! If it takes any longer, I'll go crazy!"
Pascal's car was a Renault Clio, another microcar, even smaller than Mr. Derrida's Twingo. Its roof was particularly low, and every bump along the way caused Xiao Peng's head to bang against the roof. He was driven mad by this car. Felix followed Xiao Peng out of the car, curiously observing the surroundings.
Pascal laughed and said, "This is not my car's fault, it's your fault for being so tall!"
Xiao Peng's face darkened after hearing this, but he was sure that Pascal was not teasing him.
While Europeans are often described as tall, that actually depends on the region. Northern Europeans are indeed tall and strong, while Southern Europeans are relatively short. Xiao Peng's 180cm height is considered quite tall in Marseille, while Pascal is only a little over 1.7m.
Xiao Peng looked at the scenery around the house and said, "Damn it, you just live here? This life is too comfortable, isn't it?"
Pascal hadn't lied to him. The scenery here was truly stunning: the entire villa faced La Ciotat Harbor, and beyond that, the endless Mediterranean Sea! The azure sea and sky merged into one. Living in a place like this could extend your life by at least ten years!
"No, no, no, Xiao, you misunderstood." Pascal shook his head and said, "This is not my home. My home is the four-story villa upstairs. I would go crazy if my home was so simple!"
Xiao Peng: “…”
"Damn it, I knew you'd misunderstand!" Pascal continued, "You know I love collecting, but this place is close to the sea, so it's quite humid. If I don't take protective measures, all my collections will be ruined. That's why my house must have 24-hour dehumidification equipment, security personnel, and so on. The money I spent on these things is enough to buy five houses like this! I mean those simple ones."
Xiao Peng smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Pa, you might as well not explain."
This is a blatant display of wealth! Bad review!
Pascal pointed at the villa and said, "Come on, I'll take you inside for a tour!"
This two-story villa is not as good as it looks from the outside. It is very similar to the two-story buildings commonly seen in rural China. It is a small villa here. But the scenery here is really a plus!
The villa has two floors. The first floor houses the living room, dining room, kitchen, and a gym. The living room also has a piano. The second floor houses the bedrooms, study, and five guest rooms. The rooftop is a terrace equipped with lounge chairs, parasols, and barbecue grills. It's a great place for sunbathing and barbecues. Even more interesting is the small canvas swimming pool, where you can relax in the sun and gaze at the ocean.
Xiao Peng didn't understand the point of doing this.
The sea is just a few steps away from the door. Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to soak in the sea than in this small swimming pool?
Xiao Peng was still standing on the rooftop, looking at the sea with a happy face. Pascal walked over and whispered, "Xiao, what should we do about Felix?"
"What should I do?" Xiao Peng shook his head. "Isn't he just an illegal immigrant? I'll ask about his family situation and help him find his relatives. If I can't find any, I'll just keep him as a helper. It's just an extra pair of chopsticks, right? You can help me with the police, right?"
France's policy towards illegal immigrants is sometimes strict and sometimes loose, but in any case it is not very strict. Unless there is a large-scale unified operation to crack down on illegal immigrants, the police basically don't care about it.
Pascal smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Have you ever seen an illegal immigrant wearing a complete set of custom-made 'Asharo' clothing?"
"Xiao Pa, what does this mean?" Xiao Peng asked in confusion.
Pascal said: "I can't imagine that gangs would provide their children with clothes worth 5,000 euros."
"Puff!" Xiao Peng burst out laughing. During the days when he was living a life of luxury and debauchery in the C2 Hotel, he didn't even spend 3,000 euros.
At this time, the sound of a piano came from the house. There were three people in the room, and the one playing the piano must be Phoenix. The melody was beautiful, smooth and moving, and the happy rhythm made people feel relaxed and happy.
Pascal nodded and introduced, "This is the piano piece 'Free as a Bird' by the New Age musical genius Omar. It's quite good. He has piano skills beyond his years."
Xiao Peng was speechless. He wasn't surprised that Pascal could play the piano; otherwise, why would he have a piano in his room? But is now the time for you to teach me about music?
This is definitely not an illegal refugee. What kind of illegal refugee would wear such nice clothes and have such high piano skills? Why would someone who can raise a child like this need to be an illegal immigrant? Just come here openly!
He also made a subjective mistake: seeing that the child did not look like a native French person, he immediately preconceived that he was an illegal immigrant. In fact, there are countless immigrants from various countries in France, and this child may be a descendant of foreign immigrants.
"Is it kidnapping?" Xiao Peng expressed his opinion.
Pascal shook his head again. "That doesn't seem likely. If this was a kidnapping, he would be eager to see the police as soon as possible. Why is he so strongly opposed to us handing him over to the police?"
Xiao Peng said angrily, "This isn't right, and that isn't right either. Where on earth did this kid come from?"
At this moment, the cell phone in Pascal's pocket rang. On their way back, Pascal bought himself a new cell phone.
Pascal picked up the phone and listened without saying anything.
This was also the habit of Pascal that Xiao Peng discovered after they had more contact with him: except when introducing his collecting hobby, he basically didn't speak, and he would only become talkative when he was with himself.
The person who called him also knew his habit, so he just spoke on his own, and Pascal just used interjections like "hmm" and "hmm" to indicate that he was listening. Although he didn't know the content of the call, Xiao Peng could see that Pascal's expression changed a lot.
After hanging up the phone, Pascal turned to look at Xiao Peng with a complicated expression. After a while, he said, "Xiao, it seems we are in trouble this time."
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