Master's Million Blind Wife

0Huo Chengzhou understood what she meant. He lifted his eyelids. "The residential area has three floors. The first floor is the study room, the second floor is the lounge area, and the third floor is the bedroom."    

    

"I'll just stay in the guest room."    

    

Huo Chengzhou's fingers tapped on the table and his tone was evil. "There is a guest room on the second floor, right next to game room. But I have a habit of playing games in the middle of the night when I can't sleep..."    

    

"It's okay." Qiao An said, "Such a good house should have good soundproofing."    

    

Moreover, playing games in the middle of the night was at most 12 o'clock. How could he not sleep all night?    

    

Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows slightly. "Okay."    

    

He raised his hand to call Aunt Faang. "Aunt Faang, bring Madam to the guest room on the second floor."    

    

Aunt Faang was visible with doubt. "The guest room on the second floor?"    

    

"Yes." Huo Chengzhou nodded. "Madam chose it herself. Go ahead."    

    

Aunt Faang nodded and left the restaurant with Qiao An. As they walked upstairs, she explained in a low voice, "Madam, the guest room on the second floor is next door to Sir's gaming room. The noise is a little loud."    

    

"It's alright." Qiao An smiled. "My sleep quality is still good."    

    

Aunt Faang looked at her and said gently, "It's alright. You can stay for two nights and try. If not, I will help you move to the third floor."    

    

"Thank you, Aunt Faang."    

    

Qiao An thought, unless it was necessary, she would not go to the third floor. The third floor was Huo Chengzhou's territory and she did not want to touch it at the moment.    

    

Aunt Faang helped Qiao An set up the fingerprint lock and led her around the room. The maid just happened to bring the luggage up and Aunt Faang went to do some work.    

    

Although it was only a guest bedroom, the room was very big and there were forty to fifty square meters in the closet. The bathroom and bathroom were separated and there was also a large bathtub.    

    

There was a wall of French windows and a large balcony. The layout of the entire room flashed in Qiao An's mind and she let out a sigh of relief in satisfaction.    

    

Huo Chengzhou did not force her to live in the same room as him. This was the best result Qiao An could think of.    

    

The late autumn night always came very quickly. After dinner, Aunt Faang brought Qiao An around the various functional areas of the house.    

    

When they returned to the living room, Huo Chengzhou also came out of the study room to watch TV. On the financial channel, the host said some professional terms that Qiao An did not understand.    

    

Aunt Faang took care of her and sat down on the sofa. She ordered the servants to bring fresh fruits.    

    

"Aunt Faang, can you put some blind books in the study?" Qiao An asked.    

    

Aunt Faang nodded. "Sure. Madam, please make a list. I will arrange for someone to buy it tomorrow."    

    

Qiao An smiled, "Thank you, Aunt Faang. Also, is there a piano at home?"    

    

"I really don't have one." Aunt Faang looked at Huo Chengzhou and said helplessly, "Our devil does not like to listen to music, but if Madam wants one tomorrow, I will buy one."    

    

Huo Chengzhou, who seemed to be focused on watching TV, cast a cold glance at her. "Who is the devil?"    

    

Aunt Faang looked at him and said, "Take a guess."    

    

Huo Chengzhou looked serious. "I can't guess."    

    

Qiao An laughed. Huo Chengzhou frowned. "What's so funny?"    

    

Qiao An tilted her head. "Go to musical instrument store and buy a piano. I'll count your sales."    

    

Aunt Faang was stunned for a moment but did not understand. Huo Chengzhou snorted. "Boring!"    

    

His words successfully made Qiao An's expression change. She asked, "What did you say?"    

    

Seeing that her expression was different, Huo Chengzhou raised his hand to turn off the television, "I'm tired, I'm going upstairs."    

    

Qiao An frowned. The man's voice was low and hoarse just now. There was a bit of displeasure and disdain in it. It was actually very similar to that man's voice that night.