Our Love Story: Hard to Guard Against the Sudden Love Strike-Chapter 433 - 412: Fu, the Gullible Sweetheart

The electric cart wound its way up the winding four-lane mountain road, heading straight for the summit. Before reaching the top, the asphalt road split off to form another path leading to Mansion No. 3.

Quentin Thorne sat in the passenger seat of the electric cart, observing the road, and asked, "This road is easy to drive, but what made you think of purchasing land at such a high elevation back then?"

Simon Forrester turned the steering wheel slightly and replied, "The higher, the pricer. I originally wanted to buy Mansion No. 1, but No. 1 costs an extra hundred million. I even offered an extra hundred million, but the owner wasn’t willing to sell. So I asked from No. 1 downwards, and it happened that No. 3 was willing to sell, so I bought it."

Quentin Thorne: "..."

Sienna Thornton, sitting in the back, rolled her eyes at Simon Forrester’s head in exasperation and said, "Even if you’re wealthy, with your spending habits, you’ll eventually squander it all away."

Simon Forrester chuckled, "No way, everything we bought is real estate, it’s basically an investment! How big is Fenmore Hill anyway? There’s no more land for sale now; if you buy a piece randomly, its price will double in twenty years!"

Sienna Thornton: "And you didn’t consider that the land premium rate is directly related to inflation? How can it be so easy to earn doubles and doubles? Based on the currency depreciation rate in recent years, twenty billion in twenty years won’t be much different from ten billion now."

Even as she said this, Simon Forrester wasn’t annoyed; he laughed and said, "Then should I stop buying land randomly in the future and buy gold instead for storage?"

Sienna Thornton: "It’s not necessary to own a lot of houses, just enough to live in. If you buy too many, and encounter a real estate bubble or financial crisis in the future, the value will depreciate significantly. Buying gold is feasible, after all, it is hard currency."

Quentin Thorne, familiar with the current economic climate, also nodded in agreement with her: "Annie is right."

"Yes, yes, I’ve learned!" Simon Forrester laughed.

In fact, he knew well about the subtle relationship between real estate and the national condition and economic situation. Over the years, he had dealt with countless domestic and foreign real estate and project developers. Without some knowledge, how could he communicate with people?

But in front of Quentin Thorne, he’s willing to play the role of an obedient husband.

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The electric cart turned into a small road, and the winding path led to a well-organized villa area where it eventually stopped.

Simon Forrester took out his phone, tapped a few times, and the bronze fence gates of the villa automatically retracted to both sides.

The electric cart entered the yard, and everything was golden.

Rows of tall plane trees were planted neatly on both sides of the small road, with golden leaves drifting down with the wind, occasionally one or two fluttering into the cart.

As the cart moved up the slope, on one side there was a swimming pool equipped with a pavilion and loungers, and on the other, a small football field with green grass.

Although Sienna Thornton had seen the renderings earlier, she was still pleasantly surprised by the touch of green in this desolate northern country.

She smiled and patted Simon Forrester’s shoulder, "It’s autumn now, won’t the grass on the football field turn yellow?"

Simon Forrester: "No, it’s a special variety."

Sienna Thornton: "When the weather is nice, we can play some football or badminton or something."

Before Simon Forrester could reply, Quentin Thorne chuckled and asked, "Annie, do you like sports?"

Sienna Thornton answered without hesitation: "Yes!"

Simon Forrester: "..."

They’ve been together for two and a half years, and who was it that’s never gone downstairs for a run or blew up after going to the gym once with him?

After passing the football field and pool, the electric cart went up a small slope and stopped in front of a three-story villa with dark brown exterior walls.

The villa was composed of dark brown, light brown exterior walls, and large areas of light green glass. The high proportion of floor-to-ceiling windows gave it a high-tech and futuristic feel.

The four of them got off the cart and stood in the yard, looking up at the villa.

Quentin Thorne: "The villa has a bit of a South African style."

Simon Forrester laughed, "Yes, Candy and I both dislike villas with a generic style."

A South African style villa requires lots of green plants for decoration, and Simon Forrester spent a hefty sum just to create the green lawns for the entire villa area.

As she looked, Sienna Thornton suddenly felt something was off and asked Simon Forrester, "I remember seeing a two-story design in the drawings. Why is it three stories now?"

"Later on, I realized I needed to add an indoor swimming pool, so I simply added another floor for the pool and the gym." As he spoke, he mischievously pinched the soft flesh at Sienna Thornton’s waist, "From now on, I’ll drag you up there every day to lift the weights..."

Sienna Thornton, ticklish, laughed and dodged behind Quentin Thorne.

Simon Forrester tried to pull her back to his side, but was blocked by Quentin Thorne: "Annie is already busy with work, where’s the time to work out? Just take a brisk walk along the mountain road after dinner, forget about the gym."

Sienna Thornton stuck her tongue out and made a face at Simon Forrester.

Simon Forrester: "..."

What’s the big deal of having a protective old dad?!

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The group entered the villa.

The first floor is divided into a function area and an entertainment area. The function area includes the living room, dining kitchen, nanny and guest rooms; the entertainment area includes a billiard room and a banquet hall.

Sienna Thornton walked into the billiard room, picked up a cue, set up a white ball, scattered the balls, and on her second shot, pocketed one.

Simon Forrester was introducing the first-floor design to Quentin Thorne and Melinda Linton and saw Sienna Thornton playing billiards by herself. He walked over, stood and watched for a while, a strong infatuation in his curved eyes.

Sienna Thornton bent over, aimed at a ball, sunk another with a shot, and stood up with an arrogant look towards him: "You set up this billiard room for yourself to play, didn’t you?"

"Sometimes when Logan and the others come over, they can play."

Sienna Thornton glanced at him, circled half around the billiard table with the cue, bent over again and snorted, "I knew you didn’t make this for me to play."

Simon Forrester walked over, placed his hand on her lower back, and pressed gently down, "Lower your waist a bit more."

As he spoke, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "The toys for you are on the third floor, a whole floor’s worth of iron for you to lift."

Her ears warmed, hearing his words, she immediately shouted to Quentin Thorne, "Dad~ he’s trying to make me work out!"

Quentin Thorne, who was visiting the kitchen with Melinda Linton, shot a stern glance. Simon Forrester straightened up sheepishly.

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The second floor provides a more homey and private setting, with a cozy small living room, study room, master and secondary bedrooms, children’s room, and a children’s playroom, each room equipped with its own bathroom and wardrobe.

The style is simple, yet the colors are warm, with most tones being warm colors, and the children’s room and playroom even adopting macaron color schemes.

In the children’s room, the low cabinet, low desk, low bed, everything was low, looking so cute like stepping into a little person’s country.

Sienna Thornton felt a softness in her heart, hugging Simon Forrester’s waist, asking, "Aren’t you into designing building structures? How come you even designed the children’s room?"

"I told you, for the house we get married in, I’ll build it myself." He kissed Sienna Thornton’s cheek, "From the children’s room to a pot of flowers in the yard, I arranged everything personally."

Remembering three years ago, the day they went to Norport, it was autumn too. He helped her blow-dry her hair and told her he’d build their wedding house with his own hands. She was quite envious of his future wife at that time, never imagining that person would be her.

Thinking of the past, Sienna Thornton’s heart softened. She wrapped her arm around his waist, her face resting against his neck.

The scent of the skincare cream he had used for three years, a scent she liked the most, fresh and warm...

And his hand lightly placed on her smooth forearm, dry and warm, made her feel warm in this chilly and desolate autumn, she couldn’t help wanting to get closer to him...

"Annie~" Melinda Linton and Quentin Thorne suddenly walked over from the master bedroom side.