Bridges, su shi villas, pavilions, rows.
After parking, someone special to meet two people that take the door.
Across the yard, and went into the lobby.
Chinese style to decorate the hall with a mahogany table, the table is for the fauteuil.
See two people come in, a white-haired old man stood up and said hello to Song Wanting said: “miss, you are here.”
Song Wanting face awkward, nods: “qi old, how do you also come.”
Old man smiled and said, “master heard that you want to, let me come over to look after.”
Song Wanting nodded, to Ye Chen said: “qi always our song home treasure division, is sent to the home, should be afraid of mistakes.”
Ye Chen nodded, oneself is too young, song home might be forgiven for not be at ease.