Rong Li blinked,

"Will I go with you tomorrow?"

"Of course." Feng He looked doting. They have lived in Seattle these days, but Rong Li has never left the villa door. In the past, she liked to go to the open-air park in front of her and sit on the lawn and watch the sunset.

Feng He smiled,

"Then we will drive to Boston after breakfast tomorrow, and we will arrive there at noon, find a delicious restaurant to enjoy lunch, and go to the agreed place to negotiate prices with the seller in the afternoon, and then go back to your Anne Castle after everything is done. How about it?"

Her castle...has not her for a long time.

Rong Li was slightly stunned for a moment, his eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and he agreed with a smile, "Are we driving there? Isn't the plane easier?"

Feng He shook his head,

“The scenery from Seattle to Boston is very beautiful, and it can be regarded as a driving trip, so it is not as good as a flight.”

Rong Li naturally understood Feng He's intention. He wanted her to relax and relax, nodded.

"That's what it's decided."

Rong Li thought of something again,

"By the way, Ah, hasn't that seller refused to sell Anne Castle, why did he agree this time?"

Over the years, Feng He has been in contact with the current owner of Anne Castle and wanted to help her sell Anne Castle back. She has always thought of a solution, but the actual situation has repeatedly hit a wall.

The current owner of the castle is David Brandt, a famous ashes lover in the world's collection industry. An old naughty boy in his sixties is said to be a descendant of the Swiss royal nobles, so he is very rich and never asks for the price of his favorite artworks.

Ten years ago, he successfully won the Anne Castle at the auction for a huge sum of 1 billion pounds, and has been kept until today. During this period, there were many people who wanted to buy the castle like Feng He. They were all turned away and were rolled and looked very disgusted.

“No talk!”

...

Rong Li narrowed his eyes and said something amazing.

"Is it possible that David has bought too many things recently and is short of money?"

Feng He almost was so happy that he pressed the armrest of the chair and smiled backwards, "Xiao Li, are you kidding me?"

Rong Li touched his nose and coughed twice with a little embarrassing smile.

"That, it seems unlikely..."

Feng He smiled and rubbed the corners of his mouth.
Chapter completed!