The security guard responded with a smile, "Turn right ahead, 1-202, Aunt Song's house."
Song Lan followed the security guard's reminder and turned right. Then she saw a beautiful Chinese-style villa hidden behind the greenery. She walked over and knocked on the door of the villa without hesitation.
"Bang, bang," there were two knocks on the door. Song Lan paused for a moment, and then knocked on the door twice more, but there was still no response from inside.
He continued to knock a few more times, but Song Zi knew it was her and ignored her at all.
Song Lan sat by the door with her chin in her hands, thought for a moment, looked up at the monitoring room on the door frame, and gave up on knocking on the door.
She had something on her mind and when she turned to leave, she accidentally bumped into a stranger.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something and didn't pay attention."
The strange man laughed, waved his hands, and turned to leave. Only then did Song Lan see that he was wearing the uniform of a certain express company, and he was holding a cardboard box in both hands.
Song Lan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she stretched out her hand to block the other party's way. The other party was stunned for a moment and cast a doubtful look at her.
"Brother, can you do me a favor?"
The courier boy looked at Song Lan's beautiful face with a slightly vulgar look, looking up at her unfriendlyly.
Song Lan felt disgusted by his gaze and was about to give up when she saw the courier boy stopped and smiled meaningfully.
"Tell me! What can I do for you?"
The smile on Song Lan's face froze. She looked around and found that there were no other suitable candidates around, so she could only force a smile.
"Can I ask you a favor? Go to the front door of 1-202 and knock on the door, and say that there is a delivery for her?"
Song Lan was ready to explain when she saw the man smile at her, "Is this some new way to strike up a conversation?"
She was a little speechless. If there were no other choices, she would not communicate with the lewd man.
"I just came back from outside. I accidentally made my aunt unhappy and kicked me out. Please do me a favor so I can explain to her."
Song Lan was talking nonsense. Anyway, she only needed one person to knock on the door. As for the reason, he didn't need to know.
The courier boy suddenly realized and wanted to come over again. Song Lan hurriedly hid aside, "There is surveillance here, don't even think about doing anything."
Why does this person have no grace at all, as if he wants to stick to her.
The courier boy saw Song Lan looking frightened, smiled at her calmly, and then walked over in the direction she pointed.
The courier boy walked to the villa and knocked on the door, "Express delivery, madam, you have express delivery."
Sure enough, not long after, he saw Song Zi opening the door and walking out. The courier boy turned around and waved to Song Lan, "Here, I'll call you out."
Song Lan rushed over and blocked Song Zi's way before she noticed it, and flashed into the villa.
"Auntie, are you still angry with me?" Song Lan stood in the courtyard of the villa and watched Song Zi walk in with a dark face.
Song Zi looked at Song Lan with a cold look and an indescribable malice, "How do you know the address here?"
Song Zi bought this villa without telling anyone.
Song Lan leaned against the wall and watched Song Zi walking toward her. An unreasonable low pressure enveloped her body, and she was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, she subconsciously opened her mouth, "Congratulations to Chaozhi."
Song Zi didn't seem surprised at all. When she heard it was He Chaozhi, a relaxed expression appeared on her face.
"For the shares of his company? So you're here to investigate?" Song Zi said bluntly.
Song Lan did not shake his head or nod, he just looked at Song Zi and frowned, "Aunt, where did you get the money?"
Where did you get the money to buy the villa and shares?
Song Zi didn't answer, didn't even raise her eyelids, and went straight into the room, "It has nothing to do with you."
Where did her money come from, and what does it have to do with the traitor Song Lan?
Song Lan disapproved of Song Zi's attitude. In Song Zi's eyes, she was probably no different from a traitor.
She didn't want to confront Song Zi, she just wanted to know who was behind Song Zi.
"Auntie, are you in love? Don't say you won the lottery, I'm not stupid." Song Lan didn't want to give up.
Song Zi smiled instead, making Song Lan's neck go cold.
"Song Lan, are you here to find out about my reality on behalf of your man? Let me tell you, there is indeed someone behind me. Want to know who gave me such a large sum of money?"
Song Zi pretended to be mysterious, folded her arms, looked at Song Lan and sneered.
Song Lan was already used to Song Zi's expressions and movements. When she was a child, whenever she showed any disobedience, she would show this attitude, and then she would get a bamboo strip from somewhere and slap her palm.
She subconsciously took a step back, put her hands behind her back, and frowned.
"Aunt, I'm just worried that someone is approaching you on purpose and has bad intentions, which may be detrimental to you. I don't want anything to happen to you or He Chaozhi."
She doesn't agree with Song Zi's crazy plan, but she doesn't want Song Zi to be used and thrown aside. Song Zi has rarely shown signs of falling in love in so many years. She doesn't want Song Zi to be hurt by her lover one day.
Song Zi did not accept it at all, her eyes were full of ridicule and contempt, "You are a traitor, what qualifications do you have to interfere with my affairs? Leave slowly without seeing me off."
Song Lan saw that she was resolute and it was obviously impossible to persuade her, so she gave up the idea of ​​persuading her.
If it doesn't work once, then look for another chance.
Song Lan looked at Song Zi's back with mixed feelings in her heart. She turned her head and saw a cluster of gorgeous peonies.
This villa is very large, and the layout and decoration are all in an ancient style, with a miniature version of flowing water and falling flowers, long corridors and small bridges, and those gorgeous blooming peonies and roses.
One look at this showed that the people behind it had put in a lot of effort, and she just hoped that her aunt could really live a good life.
Song Lan returned home in vain, but He Chaozhi was not surprised at all, and even comforted her in turn.
"Your aunt probably likes that person. It may not take long before you receive invitations from them. Then you may be able to know who the other person is."
He Chaozhi believed that Song Zi's shrewd calculations could not be easily manipulated by others. Only the silly girl Song Lan thought that his aunt was a young girl in love.
Song Lan didn't know how to respond, so she just sighed, "I hope Auntie won't be bullied by others, and you may have to dig out that person yourself."
He Chaozhi hugged her shoulders and hummed softly.
