Jiangzhou.
It was another ordinary Saturday.
A Cadillac parked at the entrance of the villa.
The car window was half down, revealing a woman's capable and beautiful face.
"Hello, my last name is Dai, and I'm here to deliver Ms. Ming Jing's dress."
Mao Er remembered: "The young lady informed us in advance, please come in."
As he finished speaking, the barrier was raised.
Dai Xi gratefully smiled, starting the car and drove in through the gate.
The assistant in the co-driver's seat looked at the green hills and clear waters outside the window and exclaimed, "Is this the reputed Ran family residence? It's so extravagant, occupying an entire mountainside."
Many people knew little about the Rans, but after Ming Jing's background was exposed, they actively or passively learned about the family. The more they found out, the more astonished they were, but none of it could be compared to seeing it in person.
