The family buildings are different from each other.
The Sanjian Courtyard has broken walls and crumbling tiles, anyone can freely enter, but here it's a peaceful and quiet standalone yard, with beautiful scenery, chirping birds, fragrant flowers, and armed police standing guard at the door.
Zhou Shaohua, who was called to dine, adjusted his cuff, then picked up a bunch of lilies in his hand, sniffed them, and went forward to press the doorbell of the small building at the core of the courtyard.
"Young Master Zhou is here."
Zhou Shaohua, who could visit Sanjian Courtyard unconventionally and stroll leisurely here, nodded with a smile and warmly greeted, "Wang Ma."
Wang Ma, wearing an apron, beamed and opened the door, "Young Master Zhou is just in time, the room is just right."
"Haha, I timed it perfectly."
Zhou Shaohua was approachable; although the other person was merely a maid, he carried no airs, gentlemanly holding the fresh lilies as he entered.
"Aunt."
