Phoenix Nest
Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Yunan was very efficient. A few days later, he rented the building.
On this day, Xia Ling got up in the morning and saw a man standing beside the low fence door. The thin morning light fell on his cold and beautiful face, painting his white clothes extraordinarily.
"Brother." She called in surprise and ran over to open the door.
Xia Moyan lowered his head to look at his sister. It seemed that she was a little thinner than the last time he saw her. Luckily, she was in good spirits as her smile was not fake. He sized up the yard. The ivy and night willow herbs were lush. Everything was almost the same since the last time he left not long ago.
He was satisfied with this.
Xia Ling curiously asked, "Brother, what are you looking at?"
Xia Moyan said, "The last time, I helped you sort out the feng shui in the yard. It seems you've maintained it well. You have to continue doing this, understand?"