After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1227

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1231: The Farm in the Suburbs

The car left the compound, heading straight to the outskirts. As it drove off the suburban highway and onto the tree-lined road leading into the farm, there were already three vehicles waiting outside the farm gate.

A dozen people were standing beside the cars, both men and women, all quite young.

At the front was a middle-aged man, around forty years old, dressed in a suit, of medium build, with ordinary features but exuding an unmistakable aura of steely determination.

"Who are they?!" Luo Xiaoqian asked in confusion as she looked at the people by the farm through the car window.

"They’re the workers I hired!" Leng Zimo opened the car window and handed the keys to the middle-aged man at the front, who nodded at Leng Zimo and went ahead to open the farm gate.

As Leng Zimo drove the car in, the man in the suit also followed him in, along with the others entering the farm, and the three vehicles were driven inside as well.

"This is awesome!" Luo Jun pushed open the car door and jumped out, looking around the farm with scrutiny. His eyes quickly fixed on the small football field in the yard. "Wow, is this a football field?!"

The little guy had been in a big city all along and had seldom seen such a place, so it was naturally quite novel to him.

"That’s right!" Leng Zimo gently patted his little head, "This is your football field!"

Five years ago, when Luo Xiaoqian left, Leng Zimo also forgot about this place. After the initial round of renovations, it was left as it was.

After Leng Zimo regained his memory, he not only remembered World City but also this farm, which had been newly renovated. Now, the entire small farm had been completely refurbished; the wooden fences had a fresh coat of paint, the lawns were freshly mowed, and there was a pleasant scent of fresh grass in the air.

The middle-aged man led the group to Leng Zimo, and without needing instructions, the dozen people swiftly stood in three rows, regardless of gender, all with their hands clasped behind their backs, each exuding efficiency.

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