He made a phone call.
Soon, a middle-aged man rushed over and greeted respectfully, "
"Mr. Smith."
He handed the key over.
Jin Hengyuan only said a few words to her before walking back to Su Jin's side.
There were two keys in total, one on the iron gate and one on the villa door.
When he opened the door, everything was the same as when Su Jin had left. It was spotless and the windows were bright like mirrors. The room did not smell moldy because it had not been lived in for a long time. On the contrary, there was a faint fragrance. It was caused by the wind during the day and the fragrance of flowers.
"You took good care of her, right? It's brand new."
Jin Hengyuan said.
Su Jin walked up the stairs and looked at the rooms one by one.
Every part of the house reflected her pursuit of the concept of a warm home, so everything was painted in warm colors.
She thought that the mistress would like such a warm feeling.
