659 Mother, What Are You Doing? (1)

The car drove into Qingya Park. The entire district was brimming with festivity.

The remains of fireworks and firecrackers were everywhere, and the cleaners were cleaning up the streets earnestly. Although it was not very environmentally friendly, it boosted the Chinese New Year atmosphere.

In comparison with the villas filled with different families' laughter and joy, that villa felt especially desolated.

When the car drove into Ding Mengya's villa, Zhuang Nainai realized that there was an inexplicable coldness in there. Although the spring couplets were pasted on the doors nicely and everywhere had been done up by the housekeeper, she felt that this place was still lacking some liveliness.

After parking the car in the courtyard, Si Zhengting brought out the goods for Ding Mengya from the trunk before walking toward the door with Zhuang Nainai.

Si Zhengting searched his pocket, took out the key, and opened the door.

"Click!"