An hour later, a security guard saw a small truck approaching. He raised his hand to stop Yao Ran outside the gate. The security guard walked up to her, and Yao Ran lowered the window. Seeing that it was a young and beautiful woman, the guard's expression softened a little.
The security guard nodded at her, "Good morning, Miss. Are you delivering things?"
Yao Ran shook her head, "No. My father has a villa here, and he asked me to come and get something for him."
After hearing her explanation, the security guard frowned and said, "Miss, please leave."
Yao Ran knew that he didn't believe her, so she turned on her phone and showed the security guard a photo.
"This is my father, Lan Guanghui. You should know who he is, right?"
The security guard looked at the family photo and then looked at Yao Ran. He was silent for a few seconds and then said, "You can go in."
