Chen Lin lowered the window as his black Bentley Bentayga came to a smooth stop at the edge of the muddy construction site.
"President Chen!"
A woman's voice rang out, brimming with delighted surprise.
Chen Shuting hurried out of the construction site in a pair of exquisite stiletto heels. In her haste, a little mud inevitably splattered her expensive heels, but she paid it no mind.
When she saw that it was Chen Lin in the car, a nearly dazzling smile bloomed on her beautiful face.
"I was just about to call you. I didn't expect to run into you here!" Unable to contain her excitement, she handed him a rather hefty folder.
"The preliminary architectural design for your Song-Style Courtyard House is ready!"
Chen Lin took the folder. It felt slightly heavy in his hand, and its cover was made of specialty paper with a matte texture.
He casually opened it.
Instead of dry CAD lines, he found a series of exquisite renderings that looked like traditional ink paintings.
White walls, dark roof tiles, sweeping eaves, and upturned corners.
The rustic yet elegant buildings had been skillfully arranged within a landscape garden worthy of a painting or a poem.
The main residence, side courtyards, guest rooms, study, tea room...
Each building stood independently, yet winding covered walkways and delicate moon gates linked them together in seamless harmony.
Pavilions and towers were arranged at varying heights.
Small bridges and flowing streams wound between them.
The front courtyard was spacious and imposing, with enough room to park several luxury cars without feeling crowded; the rear courtyard revealed a world of its own, complete with rockeries, green bamboo, and a koi pond. In the southwest corner, they had even thoughtfully designed an open-air terrace surrounded by bamboo, specifically for stargazing and quiet