Bai Xiaosheng, Lin Weiwei, and Lei Ying followed Sun Jierui into his house.
Sun Jierui's house was a typical American-style home.
The living room was bright, with large floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking outside, the lawn, tall trees, and streets were all in plain view, offering an excellent panorama.
They say Americans love things with a sense of history, and they've truly mastered it. Sure enough, as soon as Bai Xiaosheng and the others entered the living room, they noticed various antique-style ornaments, wall hangings, faux-historical decor, and tiles.
Bai Xiaosheng was particularly fascinated by the large fireplace.
Lin Weiwei felt the same.
Lei Ying, on the other hand, seemed more intrigued by the deer head and vintage hunting rifle hanging on the wall.
"Sit wherever you like, make yourselves at home. I'll grab you something to drink." Sun Jierui tossed his bag onto the sofa and dashed into the kitchen.
