The tall camphor trees’ shade even covered the road, providing a sun-free stroll in the sumr, with a gentle breeze brushing against one’s face and the pleasant sounds of birds and fragrant flowers.
Later, due to urban planning, all the courtyards in Nanluo Alley were demolished and redeveloped into white two-story villas. Because Damascus roses were planted in the yards of the villa area, when the blooming season arrived, roses blossod everywhere. This villa area was then nad Rose Garden.
The predecessor of Rose Garden was a courtyard, and its transformation into the current villa area set it apart from other expensive wealthy districts.
Rose Garden’s land prices for outside sale were not high.
Compared to the area near Wangfujing, where the price could casually exceed 150,000 per square ter, the asking price for Rose Garden was less than 80,000 per square ter. It was a standalone villa with a spacious garden. In Capital City, this price wasn’t cheap, yet it was definitely not expensive. Even better communities had higher prices, yet Rose Garden still had unsold villas.
It’s not that they couldn’t be sold, but that they are not available to the average person!
This area’s history determined that only people like the Fu family’s status could live here, while outside successful entrepreneurs and popular celebrities, no matter how wealthy, couldn’t buy a house here.
The Fu family had lived here for generations, from Sir Fu to Madam Fu, which testifies to the Fu family’s deeply rooted nobility, incomparable to ordinary families!
Once the car was parked, Jiang Nuan saw several people in the yard, besides the familiar Nanny Wang and the family’s old Filipino workers, there was also a young man and woman.
The man was elegant and imposing, dressed in a black outfit paired with black pants, resembling an emperor blended into the night, commanding attention.
Such an outstanding man rarely allowed attention to shift to the person beside him. Remarkably, the woman standing next to him was just as exceptional.
Her milky white skin seed tender enough to squeeze out water, her eyelashes dense and curled, with a flutter of her eyes, stars seed to fall into them. With bright eyes and a charming smile, she appeared almost like a fairy, full of allure with every movent. The light purple cinched dress hugged her slender waist, and her exposed calves were straight and well-proportioned! No wonder people accused Rong Yan’s critics of being hypocritical, accusing her of being ruthless, lacking acting skills, and singing badly... but no one ever criticized her looks!
Just by standing there, without any special lighting or ticulous makeup, she was still outstandingly beautiful!
Even as a woman, Jiang Nuan was captivated, let alone the n.
"Doctor Jiang, nice to see you again," Rong Yan greeted her first. Unlike her exquisitely crafted appearance, her tone was casual, her deanor confident and straightforward, not pretentious or annoying, rather charmingly bold.
Jiang Nuan had previously t her when helping Fu Yi at Bright Starry Sky and had even asked for her WeChat on Lemon’s behalf. Seeing her greet first, she felt at ease and naturally greeted back, "Hello."
Madam Fu noticed they knew each other, looking from one to the other, curiously asking, "Yan, Nuannuan, you two know each other?"
"Yes, we’ve t once before," Rong Yan replied cheerfully.
Jiang Nuan, feeling sowhat embarrassed, said, "Fu Yi once asked to substitute for him at Bright Starry Sky, and that’s how I t Rong Yan."
"Oh, oh, oh, since you know each other, that’s great, I was just wondering how to introduce you two," she said, holding Jiang Nuan’s hand and warmly inviting Rong Yan, "Co on, Yan, co in quickly, I’ll get you each a bowl of hot chicken soup."
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