Yunjin Prime Manor…
Qiao Xiyan's car stopped. Song Fengwan got out of the car first, followed by Tang Jingci. "Big Sister Tang, come in quickly." She spoke like the host.
Tang Jingci nodded and walked in. She was inevitably attracted by the scenery outside the house. There were eaves and painted walls, and there was even a copper bell hanging on the porch. It was tied with a bit of red silk, looking elegant and exquisite. Whenever the breeze passed, the sound was crisp.
She sized up the surroundings as she walked, so it was inevitable that she wasn't paying attention to what was going on around her.
"Can I take a few pictures?" Tang Jingci asked.
"Sure." Song Fengwan smiled.
Just as she took out her phone, turned on the camera, and pressed the shutter button, a deep voice suddenly came from behind her.
"There are stairs in front. Be careful."
