Compared to the Chinese, foreigners are indeed more direct.
Of course, for a wealthy man like Yang Hao, many women in the country are just as direct.
The so-called demureness depends on whether your own attractiveness is strong enough.
And Yang Hao didn't mind having an in-depth exchange with this beauty from the Combat Nationality.
His thoughts were very direct as well.
They say that imported cars are nicer to drive, and Yang Hao wanted to try it out for himself.
So he gladly invited this teacher Natasha to his home for dinner.
The little housemaid, Jiang Yuqi, witnessed the whole process of the "master" flirting with the foreign lady, and her mouth almost reached her ears. Taking advantage of Natasha's return to the kindergarten to change clothes, the little housemaid said sarcastically, "I heard someone has a girlfriend."
Yang Hao glanced at the little housemaid and smiled, "Did you hear that someone doesn't mind having a few more girlfriends?"
"Tsk!"
The little housemaid pursed her lips and picked up Xixi, "Xixi, let's go."
At this moment, she looked just like an angry new bride holding a child on her way back to her mother's house.
"Inform Master Chen to prepare a Western meal."
Yang Hao called out to the little housemaid's retreating back; Master Chen and his team were the go-to chefs for the Yang family, working there every now and then.
If Master Chen weren't an old man, Yang Hao would have probably hired him as his full-time chef by now.
After waiting for a while at the entrance of the kindergarten, Natasha reappeared before Yang Hao, now dressed in casual clothes.
She looked different now, dressed in a white blouse and wide-leg pants, casual yet the off-shoulder top added a touch of subtle sexiness.
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(It's tough to find pictures of foreign beauties, just get a feel of it.)
Natasha's figure isn't at the top among foreign beauties, but overall it still matches the aesthetics of Hua Country.
"Where did Xixi go?"
Not seeing Xixi in Yang Hao's arms, Natasha asked curiously.
"Qiqi took her back first."
"Qiqi?"
"Mrs. Jiang?"
Natasha had just seen Xixi coming out with Jiang Yuqi but didn't know their relationship.
"Yes."
"Mrs. Jiang is Xixi's private tutor," Yang Hao replied truthfully.
So that's how it is.
Natasha nodded, her face revealing a thought-provoking smile.
If a private tutor can directly take Xixi home, then their relationship is definitely not simple.
However, Natasha didn't care about these things, for a man who could afford a piano worth 3.19 million, this is not important at all!
"Does Mr. Yang live nearby?"
Natasha swiftly changed the subject.
"Just across there."
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Yang Hao pointed to the entrance of Star Cloud Bay opposite the kindergarten.
Natasha nodded, showing a 'that figures' expression on her face.
She knew that half the children in Shangpin Kindergarten lived in the luxury housing of Star Cloud Bay in Jiangcheng.
The two of them chatted as they walked into the Star Cloud Bay area together.
Natasha was entering this luxurious residential area near the kindergarten for the first time. She looked around and without any hesitation, took out her phone to snap a few photos.
"Mr. Yang invited me to his home, Xixi's mom won't mind, will she?"
After taking the photos, Natasha casually asked.
Upon hearing this question, steeped in meaning, Yang Hao couldn't help but laugh.
He thought to himself that she indeed was a foreigner.
However, her tact was not as refined; she was not on the same level as Meng Chacha.
"Xixi's mom and I are already divorced," Yang Hao replied.
"Oh, sorry."
Natasha said sorry, but the answer actually made her quite happy.
Although she didn't care much about whether he had a wife or not, having one would certainly complicate things!
Being single was much more convenient.
Yang Hao led Natasha into his home all the way.
Then, this foreigner was astounded by the luxury of Yang Hao's house.
She knew this man from Hua Country was rich, but she hadn't expected him to be this wealthy, with a home as grand as a palace.
"Teacher Natasha, welcome to our home,"
Xixi, who had arrived home earlier, greeted her foreign teacher with great enthusiasm.
"Thank you, Xixi."
"It's a pity that I didn't prepare a gift due to the short notice, but I'll make it up next time."
Natasha replied with a smile, already thinking about her next visit.
"Would you like Xixi to show you around our house?"
Natasha felt it wouldn't be appropriate to have Yang Hao show her around, so she turned the idea to Xixi instead.
"Sure."
"I'll take Teacher Natasha to my room first..."
Xixi nodded obediently and then pulled Natasha toward her own princess room. seaʀᴄh thё novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
The little girl's thoughts were very innocent; she just found her foreign teacher novel and wanted to make a different kind of adult friend.
Starting from her own room, Xixi then took Natasha successively through the other rooms of the house, including her father's master bedroom.
And Natasha, the foreigner, was shocked again and again in her heart!
There was an unparalleled riverside view from the balcony, the sofa was from a luxury brand she had only heard of, and the master bedroom was larger than her current apartment...
Meanwhile, the obsessive-compulsive girl, Jiang Yuqi, furrowed her brows tightly. This little maid, who had been in her post for several days, had already developed a sense of territory.
Natasha walking around the house was making her very irritable, and she was even silently calculating that after Natasha left, she would have to wipe every place she had been with a mop.
"Feeling upset?"
Noticing the maid's unusual emotions, Yang Hao asked cheerily.
"No."
The little maid shook her head stubbornly.
"You're not jealous, are you?"
Yang Hao teased her.
"Uh...."
Jiang Yuqi was momentarily surprised, glanced at Yang Hao somewhat guiltily, and then shook her head decisively: "Not at all!"