"Fairy sister, this is my Uncle Situ's home," Qiao Sifan led Mu Qingli by the hand inside.
The security guard at the door greeted Chen Fan and Qiao Sifan respectfully.
The deeper they went inside, the more retro the architecture became, with long corridors, artificial hills and pavilions, pavilions and waterside pavilions. The brick walls were covered with roses, and as the breeze passed, waves of floral fragrance wafted through the air.
It had quite the feel of a Huizhou Garden.
After a few steps, a black Audi stopped in front of the three.
"Madam Qiao has arrived." The elderly butler got out of the car to receive Chen Fan and Mu Qingli.
The three of them got into the car and soon arrived at the house where the man lived.