He came in and looked Song Ning up and down, asking rather anxiously,
"I heard something happened to you. Are you all right?"
"Something did happen," Song Ning said. "But I'm safe now! I've more or less recovered, too!"
Only then did Tang Wei breathe a sigh of relief. "I've taken care of what you asked me to do! Do you have a moment?"
"Yes!"
Zheng Chang'an was about to speak, but Song Ning pressed her palms together in a pleading gesture.
"Half an hour! I'll head back as soon as I'm done!"
Zheng Chang'an glanced at his watch. "Half an hour, no more! I'll come back and chase you out myself!"
"You got it!"
Tang Wei hurriedly said, "All right, all right! Please sit down first! You need special care right now. I wouldn't dare tire you out!"
Song Ning took the opportunity to sit beside the coffee table.
Tang Wei sat down as well, picked up the briefcase he had brought, and took out a kraft paper bag.
"I have to complain a little! This task you gave me was a tough one! There aren't many homes people can sell privately to begin with, and you wanted separate properties with their own courtyards, preferably all together! I've practically worn my legs down running around these past few days!"
Song Ning smiled. "And?"
Tang Wei couldn't help shooting her a glare.
"I searched half of Capital City before I found a few places like that!"
Song Ning obligingly gave him a thumbs-up.
"Which is why you were the only man for the job, Battalion Commander Tang!"
Tang Wei sighed in resignation and laid several drawings in front of her.
"All right! You get the first look!"
Song Ning picked up the drawings and studied them carefully. The annotations were