Zheng Ruonan came over after having breakfast, and Ge Fu had almost finished eating. She asked You Rong to clear the table and took Zheng Ruonan to the living room.

Looking at the colorful, exquisite and unrestrained living room in front of her, Zheng Ruonan couldn't help but sigh: "Although this is not my first time here, every time I come here, I feel my eyes light up. How did you come up with the Thai architectural design, and the final result is so great."

Although Shuyue Pavilion has a Chinese-sounding name, its architecture and interior decoration are actually Thai-style.

"It's not completely Thai style, but also incorporates some Indian decorative elements." Ge Fu was standing in front of the coffee machine, making coffee while saying, "Because I feel that Thai style and oil painting will go better together."

Her paintings are hung in Shuyue Pavilion all year round, but none of them lasts forever and are usually replaced after a while.

"I don't appreciate oil paintings. I feel that watercolors are better." Zheng Ruonan took off his motorcycle jacket and handed it to You Niang beside him. He thanked her and then said, "I think you are also good at watercolor painting. Why don't you try to develop your career in watercolor painting?"

In her opinion, her best friend has only been learning oil painting for seven or eight years, so why should she hang herself on a crooked tree? At least she could try other things, maybe she would like them more.

But it was different for Yu Gefu. In her previous life, she started learning sketching at the age of four, formally began to learn oil painting at the age of eight, and became famous with one painting at the age of nineteen. Although she later came into contact with various painting techniques and was obsessed with research, oil painting still had a different meaning to her.

However, he couldn't say that to Zheng Ruonan, so he could only say, "Oil paintings are more enjoyable if they are large in size. And I enjoy the process of oil painting, which takes a long time to paint, and the gradual process of brewing and settling. " This wasn't a lie.

Zheng Ruonan just asked casually and didn't pay much attention to her answer. His eyes were still looking at the decoration of the living room.

"Of all the aristocratic mansions in Yaojing, I think yours is the best. After all, it is newly built, and you are the one in charge, and you can demolish the old buildings at home. Unlike our family, my mother will never allow those dilapidated old houses to be demolished, and would rather spend a lot of money on repair and maintenance every year. In my opinion, it's not that important. No matter how much it is repaired, the house will not be comfortable to live in." She complained to herself.

She envied her bestie's newly built mansion. The cumbersome houses in the original Duke's Mansion were demolished, and only some authentic and simple buildings with real historical heritage were preserved. Even though she didn't like ancient Chinese buildings, she had to say that the main buildings of the original Duke's Mansion were really awesome and kept up with the times. When she came here as a child, the interior decoration had already been changed to a new Chinese classic style. The Zen space with Chinese charm did not look old and boring at all.

Not to mention the newly built ones, such as the Thai-style Shuyue Pavilion, the modern-style Lefang Pavilion, the French-style Longyuan, the ecological mansion Suiyuan, the Spanish-style Boya Residence, the British-style Soul Island...

Strictly speaking, the current Hengyang County Princess Mansion is not a conventional residential structure, but a garden structure, with more garden landscapes than buildings. However, because it is so large, even though Ge Fu thought that there were few people living there, there was no need to build too many houses, and in the end there were still more than 20 new courtyards.

People who don’t know would think it’s a rich neighborhood after entering.

Who could believe that there is such a thing as a shuttle bus in Princess Hengyang's Mansion?

If she had a choice, Ge Fu really didn't want to build so many courtyards. She was the only owner, and even if she lived in a courtyard every month, she wouldn't be able to rotate in a year. If she added the courtyards in Beiyuan, she wouldn't be able to rotate in three years, let alone one year.

And maintaining so many courtyards costs real money.

Even though the Ge family was wealthy, Ge Fu was still heartbroken about the money she spent. To be honest, she had thought about renting out the courtyards, but was persuaded by You Niang and the others, saying that it would damage the dignity of the Princess's Mansion.

Ge Fu didn't try to persuade Zheng Ruonan, "It's your own yard, your mother is free to do whatever you want, isn't she?"

"She only said that I can renovate it, but she doesn't allow me to tear it down and rebuild it!" Zheng Ruonan said unhappily.

Ge Fu made a cup of coffee, simply drew a heart on the whipped milk foam and handed it to her.

"Oh, your love is crooked." Zheng Ruonan said with disgust.

"Then don't drink it." Ge Fu cleaned the coffee machine and latte art cup, wiped his hands and walked out.

"You don't want to drink it yourself?" Zheng Ruonan asked when she saw her coming out empty-handed.

"I don't have the habit of drinking coffee in the morning." Gofu sat down next to her, "and I drink coffee without milk or sugar."

"Yes, for you, coffee is just a tool to refresh yourself, not a drink." Zheng Ruonan moved closer to her and said, "You should be planning to resign from the hospital this time, right?"

Ge Fu was not surprised that she could guess it, and nodded and said, "What about you, what are you going to do after returning to China? Will you still be a beauty blogger like before?"

"Otherwise, the major I studied abroad can only deceive laymen, and experts don't think highly of it. I can just live a lazy life there. But my mother originally just wanted me to go there to gild my reputation. After all, I am a master's degree holder who studied abroad." Zheng Ruonan leaned on her shoulder and said lazily, "You know my family's industry. I have seven or eight sisters. I don't know how much I will get. It's good to be a beauty blogger. I have free time and can take small advertisements and sell goods from time to time. I can't make a lot of money, but I can support myself."

Ge Fu did not comment on the Zheng family's affairs, but just said: "I don't know much about what's happening on the Internet, but there are so many Internet celebrities who have fallen from grace and stars who have been hidden. You should control your temper and stop being so reckless and saying anything on the Internet."

This is the kind of cold water that only close people would pour. Zheng Ruonan nodded and said, "I will know my limits."

As the two were talking, You Rong came out with a bad look on her face.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ruonan asked.

Gofu also looked over.

Knowing that there was no need to be shy about the relationship between her princess and Miss Zheng, You Rong replied openly, "There's news from Beiyuan that Minister Yun hasn't eaten since he returned, and his head injury hasn't been bandaged or treated. He's now delirious with a high fever, and is only shouting that he wants to see you, princess."

Only the servants who were assigned to take care of the Minister were withdrawn from Beiyuan, but the servants responsible for cleaning were still there. After all, Beiyuan was their own courtyard, and it was impossible to completely ignore it. Therefore, the news from there could not be hidden from Nanyuan.

Zheng Ruonan was confused, but Ge Fu's expression turned cold.

It seems like this is a torture to myself.

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