Frey thought it was a visitor, but when the door opened, he was stunned—

From dress suits, to tea sets and cup sets, to toiletries, electronic products, and so on, it is simply dazzling and overwhelming.

If he hadn't known that he was in the marshal's villa, he would have suspected that he had run into the downtown area.

"These..." He subconsciously turned back to look at Leng Yiyao, but saw her squinting eyes with satisfaction, swept away the indifference and alienation he had just made on the phone, "I bought them all and let them deliver them to your door."

Frey thought, you're really unceremonious, and you don't have any self-consciousness to "sojourn". When Mingming called yesterday and asked her if she had any special requirements, the girl didn't mention anything, but turned around and bought so many things herself.

His brows were about to wrinkle, but suddenly calmed down again.

This is not surprising. Girls' homes always have their own preferences. No matter how special her relationship with her father was, she grew up wealthy and noble after all, and she could afford this pomp.

"Put it at the door, someone will be responsible for sending it in." Frey smiled at everyone, but his attitude was obvious. No idlers should enter this villa.

The deliverymen standing in front of Frey suddenly looked at each other. Early this morning, according to the request of the store supervisor, they actually prepared all the items early and delivered them according to the address. As a result, they were stopped at the door by the guard and could not get in at all. If they hadn't met a strangely handsome man, they would have stayed at the entrance. As a result, just as the work was about to be completed, another man appeared, with another stern and dignified temperament, but he stopped them at the gate...

"It doesn't matter, just put it here." Leng Yiyao looked back at Frey, as Hemo's personal guard, this person has always adhered to principles. Since everything was delivered anyway, she would never worry about such a trivial matter.

The deliveryman saw that the customer said so, so there was no hesitation. Electronically scanned the delivery note, and after Leng Yiyao clicked to confirm, he immediately filed out.

Leng Yiyao turned around and was about to ask who Frey was going to arrange to move the things. Who knows, after the deliveryman left, a familiar figure appeared.

Frey also saw him, and immediately, the fog in his eyes dissipated. No wonder this group of deliverymen were able to successfully enter the villa area, it turned out to be him...

Zhai Mu rubbed his temples, and spread out his hands a little helplessly: "I thought Miss Leng moved today, and you sent someone to bring something over, so I said hello to the doorman."

In the end, he did bad things with good intentions, and Frey's attitude towards him was originally mild with a slight estrangement. Now, in the eyes of the other party, he must belong to the kind of person who is presumptuous and ill-conceived.

"It's nothing, I'm too sensitive." Frey smiled without showing any expression on his face.

"You two, are we really going to stand at the gate like this and keep talking?" Leng Yiyao's eyes flickered between the two of them, and there was a hint of subtlety in his heart.

One is a personal guard who has been with him for many years, and the other is a powerful faction who has quickly become popular. The relationship between the two is far less harmonious than it seems on the surface.

"I'll have someone come over to carry things." Frey glanced at the goods piled up at the door, but he stopped wasting time and made a call. Soon, there were four or five people in uniform green uniforms taking small steps. run. When he was still five steps away from Frey, he suddenly paused, raised his right hand with a snap, gave a proper military salute, and then carefully picked up the things and placed them in the villa.

Leng Yiyao looked at it, and basically all the things she bought yesterday were delivered. Not to mention, Homer's style is elegant and desolate. The things she likes are brighter in color, and they are placed in the room, but they blend together strangely, vaguely, as if there is an unspeakable tenderness.

Just as she was looking around, Zhai Mu unknowingly walked behind her, turned slightly sideways, his lips were gently interlaced between her ears, his voice was low, but his words were very clear: "I have already helped you with the transfer procedures. You're done. When are you going to enroll?"