Stepping on the old staircase with severe wear, breathing the humid air in the aisle and the moldy air. The closer to Xia Yuman's home, the more uncomfortable the wind.
I don't know how long she has lived here. Anyway, my life must be difficult. I think of seeing her strong and cute appearance in Gujia Garden, he is distressed for another.
"Zhu Yan, called the project development department and asked them to find someone to evaluate it here." Feng Yan frowned, and sinking instructed. He was so hot that he really wanted to remove all of them.
"I know, adult!"
At the floor where Xia Yuman lived, Zhu Yan stepped forward a few steps forward and sounded the door of the Xia family.
The old house is terrible. The door is not a anti -theft door. It is all wooden. The corners are humid because of humidity, paint color, and signs of black mold.
"Who is looking for it?" The door opened, Shang Mengwan leaned out, and at a glance, he saw the wind beside Zhu Yan, "You ... you are ... wind ... Mr. Feng!"
"Is the mother of Orange Orange?" Feng Yan always went straight, and the question was going on.
Shang Mengwan widen his eyes and looked at him, and the incredible expression hung on her face clearly: "That ... that ..."
"Orange Orange is in me, she ... sleeping!" Feng Yan was really reluctant to answer Shang Mengwan with her, because the situation of Xia Yu Orange was bad, and it was not good at all.
"That ... please come in!" Shang Mengwan let it aside. She didn't know the purpose of this man who could not come into contact with it at all, but believed that he came for Xia Yu Orange.
The room was messy, because it was not moved to move, the furniture was messy, the wrapped quilt clothing or something, the left bag and the right bag were placed everywhere.
. But chaos, all furniture, doors and windows, the eyes of the floor are clean.
"Mr. Feng, please sit down!" Shang Mengwan pointed to the wood sofa in the room, with a hand -made cushion with fresh floral crushed, "Don't look at it, very clean, orange and orange love to clean up the house."
Feng Yan didn't sit down in the past, not disgusting, but sitting there without mood. His heart was thinking about Xia Yu Orange every moment, and he couldn't let it go for a second.
"Is she really okay? I am so worried!" Shang Mengwan asked the man's tall back. When Feng Yan called her, she knew that Xia Yu Orange would be fine, but she was still worried.
The expression on the wind was stiff, without answering, I walked straight to the window, looking at a locust downstairs.
Shang Mengwan entered the kitchen and brought a white ceramic cup with a white bear's head for a while.
Seeing the wind, she did not move, and she went on to say, "This is the cup of orange!"
Turning around, Feng Yan took the water cup from her hands and looked at the cute pattern on the cup. He naturally remembered the scarred girl.
"I find her mother, something is wrong!" His tone was slightly heavy.
Shang Mengwan glanced at him and immediately went to the room to help Jian Yuwei who was resting.
"Mother, Mr. Feng is here, saying that there is something to find you!" Shang Mengwan helped Jian Yuwei on the wooden sofa and sat down, and then said to Jian Yuwei.
"Mr. Feng?" Jian Yuwei turned his head puzzled and wanted to find the position where Feng Yan stood.