"I wonder if Miss Mu is free now? If possible, I can take you to see it now!"
He couldn't wait to settle the matter and find someone to take care of his brother. When this woman gets along, she feels very comfortable and peaceful. I believe Xiaoheng and her should be able to get along too.
"Yes, please wait a moment, Mr. Song, I will sort things out."
"Okay," Song Nan nodded, and walked out first, waiting outside the door.
Jiang Xiaoyu and another psychological counselor got together, quietly poking their heads here, bursting out a few wicked laughs from time to time.
"My God, so handsome, so handsome!"
"Good figure! I bet he must have someone fishing line and have abdominal muscles! Oh, I really want to squeeze!"
The two women are huddling together to commit nympho. They usually see too much of the middle-aged man holding a big belly against the Mediterranean. Today, a super handsome handsome guy suddenly came here. The rare degree is absolutely no less than that of Mars hitting the earth.
Su Kui quickly packed up her things. She went to the bathroom to wash her face. After she came out, she told Jiang Xiaoyu that she should go out if she has something to do. Don’t take orders for her. If she has something to do, go directly to Mengya, which is another one. A psychological counselor.
Song Nan opened the car door to Su Kui and made an inviting gesture. She accidentally touched Su Kui's hair, and she immediately reflexively took two steps back.
Song Nan was puzzled, "Miss Mu?"
"Sorry..." Su Kui cursed secretly, Mu Xinci was so cold and cold enough to be thorough, which is a little too sick!
"It's okay," Song Nan smiled carelessly, got in the car, started the engine, and drove all the way to the suburban villa.
Because of the special nature of Song Heng’s body, the Song family is not short of money, and fearing that others will disturb his quietness, they simply bought the whole piece of land and built a huge villa with a garden courtyard and even a golf course swimming pool. No shortage.
Unfortunately, Song Heng has never touched it.
In fact, he rarely walks out of the yard and looks outside.
Song Nan drove for about half an hour before arriving at the villa on the outskirts of the city. Su Kui squinted. The air in the outskirts is good. Behind the undulating mountains in the distance, there are lush bamboo forests, which looks very clean and comfortable.
"This environment is very good, it is very suitable for recuperating," Su Kui said as he walked.
"Well, it was because of Xiaoheng's condition that he built this villa specially. He didn't like being disturbed by others, so he couldn't help it."
Su Kui smiled and counted as an answer.
The car drove into the spacious courtyard. There was a musical fountain in the center of the courtyard of the villa. The crystal water droplets reflected the waves in the sunlight, beautifully. On the right hand side is a tree-lined path with climbing plants planted on both sides. From Su Kui’s point of view, you can see the end of the forest is a sea of roses. The vision of the left hand is broader, a golf course covering a very wide area.
The edge is planted with Yinyin vegetation, and the breeze is very comfortable.
When he was about to enter the hall, Song Nan paused, showing pain on his face, "Miss Mu, you can go in alone..."
Su Kui turned his eyes sideways, puzzled.
"Xiaoheng, he doesn't like to see us..."
"So..." Su Kui knew it, she nodded, and softly comforted: "It seems that he was a little autistic. He was in despair and didn't wait for your rescue. He was probably resentful. Don't mind. Let me first. Go in and take a look."