Song Qinghuan chuckled: "Thank you."
Xia Yang suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, his ears turning red as he scratched his head, "Well, you don't have to thank me. As long as you're not mad at me, that's enough."
Song Qinghuan chuckled and slowly said: "I'm not mad at you. I never have been."
"Hehe!" Xia Yang let out a stupid chuckle and then turned the car right into a small district.
This is a famous Mediterranean villa area in A City, surrounded by sandy beaches, steep cliffs, and olive or apricot trees.
Maintaining its natural landscape, the air here was fresher than any other place in A City.
Xia Yang pulled up in front of one of the villas and turned to look at Song Qinghuan: "Madam, we've arrived."
Unlike the villa in the Half-Mountain Area, which was adorned in muted black and gray tones, this one used a lighter color scheme that made the entire villa look particularly comfortable and warm.
