"No!" Ruyu refused in one go, then turned around and walked towards the study. She came back to get the books. She remembered that she went back to Binhai during the summer vacation last year and bought several books.

"Anyway, you can't live in this house, it's empty, so buy it for me." Kim Jong-nam followed Huo Ruyu into the study. He finally got along with him alone, and was in this house again. He today

You must convince her to sell the house to him.

"Why should I sell the house? I'm not waiting for money," Ruyu frowned and glared at him, feeling that he was a little nervous, he ignored him, opened the bookshelf door, and began to slowly search for his own needs with his hands.

The book comes.

Her study is big and she has many books. Because she is a painter, she will go to sketching all over the world for many years. Whenever she goes to a place, she will never forget to bring the local characteristics and books back.

Kim Jong-nam thought it was beautiful and asked her to sell the house to him. This was just a dream. The house was bought back was a blank, she designed it herself, and the decoration materials were bought by her in person. Any construction work would be

She personally supervised it, and even a water hose, a switch, or even a light bulb, she personally selected it and returned it carefully.

It took three months to renovate this house. For those three months, she almost didn't draw a painting for this house. All her efforts and feelings were devoted to this house. This was no longer the price.

How could she sell the house?

Selling a house is equivalent to selling your own efforts and feelings!

"But, what's the use of this house for you?" Kim Jong-nam saw her attitude so stiff, and said a little unhappy: "Actually, it's easy to put the house empty there, right? Someone lives in the house.

If you are popular, you can sell it to me. The price is up to you. You can even count the original decoration fee. This is definitely much higher than the price you sell to outsiders. Do you think it is?"

"No!" Ruyu's voice was still cold and stiff. She didn't even look back at him. She just stared at her dense rows of books and said: "Kim Jong-nam, if you want to buy a second-hand house, then outside will be too.

There are so many? There are so many luxurious and exquisite decorations than mine. Some people’s houses are decorated similarly to the palace. Why do you have to focus on my house to buy them?"

"What does it have to do with me that is decorated with a very luxurious house outside?" Kim Jong-nam continued to softly and hard, "I like this house because I have lived in this house for three years and I am used to living in it."

Kim Jong-nam said in his heart that no matter how beautiful the house outside is, it is unfamiliar to me, and even a cold world. He can't find any memories and warmth with her, so why should he buy it?

And he was so familiar with this house that he felt warm as soon as he walked in. Even if she was not in this house, her footprints could be found everywhere. Match boxes were placed on the dressing table in the room like pagodas.

She embroidered her paintings on the walls in each room, and the exquisite embroidery that fell on the curtains, which she embroidered them by herself one by one.
Chapter completed!