Chapter 121

Han Bao obviously showed resistance. He looked at his father with his innocent eyes and said in a small voice, "Daddy, I want to go home and return to boiling city."

Han Jue looked at Han Bao's yearning eyes, and his heart was not very good. But with patience and good temper, he coaxed, "Hanbao, great grandfather and several grandfathers personally come to invite you home. You go back to Zhan's manor with daddy for a few days, OK?"

Hanbao was not happy, but he didn't want to leave a bad impression on his grandfather. He wronged Baba and nodded, but seriously bargaining with Dad, "two days at most. Daddy, I'll go back to boiling city in two days, or Mommy will be in a hurry. "

The warlord nodded and agreed, "well."

In this way, Hanbao was taken back to the tourmaline manor in the suburbs by the chariot of the Zhan family.

Tourmaline manor covers an area of thousands of acres. The buildings resting on pure natural stones are heavy and luxurious. The exquisite European carvings can be described as masterpieces. The interior decoration is even more magnificent, just like a palace. There are private airports, swimming pools, gymnasiums and international private schools. Complete set, and the hard core technology can be called the international leader.

There are several palaces and other courtyards in the Bixi manor, which are the independent residences of each room of the warring family. Because each host's personality is not the same, so the garden landscape of the palace and other courtyard also has different styles.

The old master likes the French Lennox style of symmetry and preciseness. The plants in his other courtyard are all neatly trimmed and solemn.

In the next generation, the garden style of Dafang is very traditional. There are light and transparent traditional gardens in the south of the Yangtze River, winding paths leading to secluded scenery and different scenery. However, it is artificially forged into a pure natural landscape. The thin Taihu stone reveals that bamboo is elegant and clean, various bonsai, lotus pond rockery, small bridge and flowing water, which can be described as unique ingenuity.

Two bedrooms and three bedrooms adore foreign things. They like the plants that are cut into various spherical shapes, and the lawn is transparent everywhere.

But the youngest Zhan tingjun was unruly, so his garden adopted the British style design. A large number of roses, roses, and various arched corridors shuttled through the green fields, which seemed to be the gorgeous charm of blooming flowers.

When Zhan Su entered the manor, he tightly held the neck of Lord Zhan, and his small body was obviously stiff because of the tension. Han hanjue was worried about Hanbao's resistance to going home, and he was worried about Zhan Su's discomfort at home.

Fortunately, Zhan Fengxian was very considerate of his brother and took the initiative to hold Hanbao. "Hanbao, my little aunt told you that there are a lot of delicious food here in the evening. Would you like to pack it for mummy and sister?"

When it comes to mummy and sister, Hanbao's feeling of missing mummy and sister is deeper, and tears burst out of his eyes.

Seeing that the pot of Impatiens didn't open, he handed it to the Impatiens with a cold eye.

As the old man stepped into the hall of the war family, other people also entered. The area of the meeting hall is very wide. It is surrounded by white marble roman columns, with gorgeous palace lights overhead. There are stars and moons inlaid on the arched roof, with carved beams and painted buildings.

As soon as the master sat down on the seat of the master, he ordered the servant next to him, "take out the red envelope I prepared for the young master."

As soon as the voice dropped, I saw a beautiful blonde in a red uniform dress customized by Zhan Jia Gao Gong, carrying a jade plate. In the jade plate, there was a thick stack of RMB and a diamond bank card beside it.

The old man's eyes swept toward Han Bao and Zhan Su, and a puzzled look appeared on his face again, "Oh, look at my memory. I forget who is Su Su and who is Han Bao again?"

He had been holding the neck of Baron Zhan tightly and seemed to be very worried about the occasion.

Hanbao held his little aunt's neck, because he refused to go home and ignored the old man.

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