Before leaving London-

Song Zhichao was invited to visit Jarente's house.

Today, Jarente has moved into the huge villa of the Howard family next to the River Thames.

When Song Zhichao brought Du Chunmei and Ruan Jun to this garden villa, the sun was shining brightly, and in the large garden, a group of children were playing in the swimming pool.

Among them are Jarente's children, several children from several slums that Song Zhichao knew, and even black children.

The children's innocent and romantic smiles seemed to have infected Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but stop.

Ruan Jun, who was carrying gifts and red wine behind him, also stopped, his eyes sharply, and habitually began to pay attention to the surroundings.

Du Chunmei seemed to know Song Zhichao’s thoughts, and said with a smile: “Look, these children are so happy! When I was in my hometown, the small river in our village was so clear that we could even see small shrimps and fish clearly. I remember when I was very young, you often took me to swim and catch fish.”

Song Zhichao smiled and turned his head to look at Du Chunmei, "Do you still remember all these?"

Du Chunmei laughed "sigh" and said, "How can I forget about being with you?"

Song Zhichao looked at Du Chunmei's tender gaze and couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. Just then, the child of Jarente's family saw him, and held the inflatable Donald Duck in the pool, kicked the splashes, swam over, wiped the water droplets on his face, and said with a smile: "Uncle Song, do you want to come down to play too?"

Song Zhichao smiled and squatted down, took the water with his hands, felt the water was warm, and said, "I won't play anymore, you guys can play!"

At this time, a few naughty children were kicking the water and supporting the inflatable baby of all kinds and swimming over and said, "Uncle, let's have a water battle!"

After saying that, the children began to pour water on Song Zhichao without waiting for Song Zhichao to agree.

Song Zhichao immediately fled in panic.

Du Chunmei also ran away.

Ruan Jun was responsible for being a bodyguard, holding gifts and red wine, protecting Song Zhichao, "Mr. Song, go first! My palace behind!"

Hurry!

Almost all the water was poured on him, making Ruan Jun feel embarrassed.

At the entrance of the villa—

Jarente took his wife and villa servants here early in the morning, preparing to welcome Song Zhichao.

Then--

He saw Song Zhichao running over like crazy.

"Mr. Song, what happened? What happened?" Jarente thought something big had happened, so he hurriedly came forward and asked.

When I realized that the children were naughty, Jarente immediately felt embarrassed and scratched his head and said, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Song! I didn't expect these children to be so naughty!"

"It's okay, kids, don't they all do this." Song Zhichao smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Then--

They saw the "bodyguard" Ruan Jun like a chicken.

Ruan Jun was holding the gift wine, wearing a brand new suit, and his expression was still very cold, as if he had just returned from the battlefield and was covered in blood.

"Ahem!" Jarente was not embarrassed now, but felt too rude. "These dead children, let's see how I deal with them later!"

Ruan Jun reached out and wiped his wet hair back and said coolly: "No, they have been punished?"

Jarent: “…?!”

Then I heard the swimming pool coming from—

"Our clothes! Where did our clothes go? Uncle Bodyguard, please return our clothes!!!"

Jarent: “…?!”

A group of bare-ass kids jumping up and down in the garden appeared in front of me, and a chill was irritated.

...

Accompanied by Jarente and his wife and servants, Song Zhichao and others walked into the villa.

At this time, Song Zhichao glanced at the interior decoration of the villa, and couldn't help but smiled at Jarente with his hands behind his back, "It's very good, this decoration has a retro flavor."

Jarente felt a little embarrassed, and his wife said from the side: "Thank you, Mr. Song! If it weren't for you, we might still live in the slum!"

Song Zhichao waved his hand and said, "Don't say that, these are all what you deserve, because this belongs to you."

My wife was still very moved.

Jarent hurriedly said, "Mr. Song, why don't I take you to visit our villa."

"Of course!"

So Jarente acted as a "tour guide" and led Song Zhichao to visit from the hall.

Ruan Jun went to change his clothes, but Du Chunmei stayed there and talked to Jarente's wife.

There will always be topics between women, and they are endless topics to talk about, and their silver bell-like laughter will be heard from time to time.

The villa hall is modeled on the Gothic architectural type, with its top roof and decoration according to the style of that time, mainly in black and dark tones. Entering here is like being in the century castle in the American blockbuster "Four Hundred Years of Shocking Love".

At the entrance of the stairs, two warriors with their arms stood. Song Zhichao knocked with his fingers, jingling and laughed, "This is very similar to our Chinese door god."

Jarente smiled, "It's just two pairs of armor, how dare you compare with the door god in Mr. Song's country?"

Song Zhichao smiled and walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Jarente hurriedly followed, took a step forward, and helped guide the way, with a very respectful attitude.

Song Zhichao came to the second floor and saw a wide view, including the guest room, study room, and master bedroom.

Song Zhichao was embarrassed to visit someone’s bedroom, so he went to the study room to take a look.

When she pushed the door open and entered, Song Zhichao was shocked by the exquisite and tall bookshelf.

The bookshelf was red all over, and I didn’t know what texture it was. It didn’t matter. What was important was that the books on the bookshelf, in addition to some Western ancient books, there were actually many ancient Chinese books!

Song Zhichao originally just visited casually, but now he is interested and goes straight to the bookshelf and starts to look at the ancient Chinese books.

Whether in his past or present life, Song Zhichao was very interested in traditional Chinese ancient books and rare books. Even in Hong Kong, Thailand, and South Korea, Song Zhichao sent someone to collect his favorite ancient books in these places.

So much so that Song Zhichao's private collection of books, mainly rare ancient books, has even exceeded public libraries in many countries and regions, reaching an astonishing millions of volumes.

Song Zhichao quit smoking and drinking is easy now, but he just can't quit the hobby of collecting ancient books.

Whenever I see those lonely ancient books, I can't stand the commotion in my heart, and my eyes can even emit light, making people who know him suspect that the person in front of me is still the calm and calm Song Zhichao and boss Song whom he knows.

Jarente felt this way at this moment.

Jarente has always respected and admired Song Zhichao, and because Song Zhichao helped him too much, Jarente has always felt indescribable.

But now, seeing that Song Zhichao loved these ancient books so much, Jarente immediately felt a secretly happy thought.
Chapter completed!