Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Because I didn't take Peng Zaihua's car, he had to send us an address.

Zhang Yi and I drove and followed the navigation and finally arrived at Peng Zaihua's home after more than an hour.

This is a villa community hidden in the mountains. This community is condescending, built on the mountain, adjacent to the scenic tourist area of ​​the city, and the environment is quite good.

Moreover, from the gardens of each household, one can directly see the confluence of the two rivers, the sun setting towards the west mountain, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the clouds shining on the water and the sky.

Zhang Yi and I not only admired each other, but how much money did Peng make in China in the past few years? It depends on how rich people are in this place of residence.

He should have taken on a lot of real estate projects, isn't that the time for a lot of change?

When we parked the car in the private parking space outside the courtyard, it was around ten o'clock in the morning. The sun passed through the towering trees and shone on the golden railings in front of the courtyard, which looked so dazzling.

The fragrance of flowers is overflowing in the yard, and several gardeners are seriously pruning the flowers and plants!

When the two of us were admiring the beautiful scenery, I saw Peng Zaihua come out in a hurry, "Fast forward, fast forward! We have been waiting for a long time, I am afraid that you will get lost."

"Follow the navigation, how can you get lost? It's just that your community is really too hidden, and ordinary people can't find it!"

"This is not a place where ordinary people can come in!" Peng Zaihua wanted to show off when he said this, so there was inevitably an irrepressible sense of pride on his face.

I am noncommittal about his performance, alas, rich people, Zhang Xian habitually has money and status, which is different from ordinary people.

Then, I thought about the balance on my account, so the corner of my mouth also curled up!
Ha, do I count as rich now, haha, tens of millions, tens of millions!
Ah, it seems like this is not very rich in comparison, a set of such villas will be cleared...

Uh, let's seriously catch ghosts!
Seeing the uncertain expression on my face, Zhang Yi leaned over and said, "I don't know how much money this Peng Zaihua and the director made!"

"Don't talk nonsense... Isn't the field manager still living in the elevator room allocated by the field?"

"Hmph..." He snorted, and looked like you knew what.

Seeing his eyes like looking at a child, I don't bother to ask any more questions. In short, it seems that men usually say: What do you women know!You are flowers that are only suitable for living in the sun!
I didn't bother to pay attention to him any more, and followed Peng Zaihua's call into the yard.

Seeing Peng Zaihua entering, the staff in the yard greeted him one after another: Mr. Peng!President Peng!
Everyone is respectful.

So for this person, it’s not that he wants to float, but because your status has risen and you have money, the people next to you will also let you float.

To keep yourself in a good mood, don't let others know how much money you have, such as keeping a low profile like me!

The path through the front yard, in short, the villa has everything you need, including a private swimming pool, a gym, and a reception hall.

We walked around slowly, listening to Peng Zaihua's casual introductions.

The tone of this low-key flaunting wealth is still very well grasped.It's just that my ears didn't seem to hear it.

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, he saw a strange scene. Master Huang was wearing a white robe and Taoist uniform, and he seemed to be practicing Tai Chi in a pavilion.

And in the grassland and a sea of ​​flowers not far from him, there is a young girl sitting, and the sun shines on her casually.

In the morning light, she was wearing a home dress with French gauze and lace three-dimensional embroidery, and she was sitting in front of the oil painting easel, silently and earnestly drawing her paintings.

There was a bit of melancholy in her eyes, and her long hair with some bohemian curls was scattered behind her.

The sun shone on her slightly brown hair, giving her curls a golden brilliance.

Looking at this wonderful picture, I was actually a little obsessed. It seemed to be in a European-style garden, watching a noble princess lazily immersed in the ocean of art.

But the problem is, what is going on with a dancing Taoist next to me, I always feel very uncomfortable.

But the old and the young didn't seem to interfere with each other because of each other, and they were all immersed in their own world.

Until we walked in front of Master Huang, he didn't seem to want to get up to greet us, he was still squinting his eyes and punching him.

Of course we didn't like to disturb him, so we passed by him and walked to the girl who was painting.

I casually glanced at the girl's painting, three words, I can't understand!

Impressionism?Abstraction?What kind of pie?

Because this painting does not seem to have a theme, or even a so-called specific shape, but various colorful colors are randomly smeared on the canvas!

I glanced at Zhang Yi twice, and saw that he was looking at me with the same eyes: Don't look at me, I don't understand either.

The girl didn't seem to have any attitude towards the group of people standing next to her, she still casually poked the paint from her paint tray and sprinkled it on the canvas.

I suddenly thought of an Internet celebrity painter, who is also beautiful, and what he is best at is painting to make himself dirty, and the paint will make his face, hands, and dresses scrapped.

I naturally reflected the scene when I saw this video in my mind, so I chuckled slightly in my nose.

Unexpectedly, this chuckle startled a person, the girl repeated her actions expressionlessly, but said in a cold tone: "You know how to draw!"

I suddenly realized that I seemed to be being rude, so I had to say: "I don't understand! I just thought that there was a painter on the Internet, and my sister's painting style is a bit similar to yours, but she always makes herself dirty every time. I think your paintings are so clean!"

"You talk about her! Heh..." She didn't even raise her eyes to look at us, and she was still painting her unknown painting.

The people present didn't seem to be able to find any more topics to talk to. They put on an attitude of asking you not to disturb me, just telling us to shut up.

I opened my spiritual eyes and turned around, but I didn't feel too much for a while, so I pouted and wanted to go out!

As soon as Peng Zaihua saw that I was going to go out, he immediately walked a few steps quickly, stopped me and said, "Miss Hai, wait for the little girl to finish painting, and you can take some time to chat with her."

"I'm not a psychiatrist, Mr. Peng!" I looked at him helplessly.

As soon as I finished speaking, Master Huang suddenly appeared in front of us. While pulling out a string of unknown beads, he said, "This matter, only you can solve it..."