The old house was at city west, it was the Nan Family's ancestral home.
The current Nan Family home was at the silk stocking district but the old house was much more remote. 2 years after my parents' death, my family moved to the new villa. I didn't have a deep impression of the old house because I didn't live here long... at least not in my available memory.
When I arrived, there was a special familiarity about this place. I suspected I spent more time here than I realized. It was part of that childhood memory which I couldn't remember.
The driver and maid left after dropping off my stuff, they didn't even waste time to converse with me. Then again, what was there to say to the useless Nan Family Second Miss?
Even the servants of the house shunned me. And that was exactly what I needed.
