From a distance, the lights made the villa look like a palace, like a palace from Fu Han's crystal ball world, inhabited by princes and princesses, dreamlike and illusory.
Fu Han's face flushed with excitement, and the security guard driving in front, glancing at her in the rearview mirror, hesitated before speaking, "Miss Fu Han, do you know what happened in the He Family yesterday?"
"What happened?" Fu Han asked, puzzled.
Having lived at Lanwan Mountain for over a decade, she recognized most of the security guards, and this one, in his forties or fifties, had been there for many years. She greeted him whenever she saw him.
The security guard looked at Fu Han again, and by then, the He Family villa was just in sight. He smiled good-naturedly and said, "Miss Fu Han, it's best you ask Mr. He Xing yourself."